followed him down a few steps, when, pushing back a wooden door, we entered at once into a large roofed washing-house, along the floor of which still ran the sadly humiliated Arethusa! We praised the beauty of the young washerwomen, and departed--Jack Robertson having considerably more to say on the subject than would interest the reader to know; and which, in fact, we could not tell, without violating what was evidently imparted in confidence. JACK ROBERTSON AND THE PROFESSOR OF ELOQUENCE. Under the guidance of the aforesaid Jack Robertson, we had visited two rival collections of coins, the property of two priests, and certainly the finest we had seen in Sicily. Those of _Syracuse_ in silver, of the _first_ or largest module, (_medaglioni_ as they are technically called,) are for size and finish deservedly reputed the most beautiful of ancient coins; and of these we saw a full score in each collection. We might indeed have purchased, as well as admired, but were deterred by the price asked, which, for one perfect specimen, was from 45 to 50 crowns, (L7 or L8 sterling.) These coins are among the largest extant. On one side, the head of Arethusa is a perfect gem in silver, (the _hair_ especially, treated in a way that we have never seen elsewhere;) on the other, is a _quadriga_. One of these ecclesiastics dealt like any other dealer. The other consulted the dignity of the church, and employed a lay brother to impose upon strangers who buy in haste to repent at leisure; for even among the picked, select, and _winnowed_ coins of the man who knows what he is about, there are always false ones. Having shown that we are _au fait_ both as to the _thing_ and the market-price--that we had read Myounet, and were acquainted with the sharp eyes of _de Dominicis_ at Rome, we pass immediately for an English _dealer_; and suspicion becomes conviction, when, taking up a gold Philip, we remark that "all trades must live," and that our price must depend upon his "_quanto per il Filippo_?" "You will not scruple, I suppose, to pay forty-seven dollars!" "Thirty-seven is plenty."--"_Pocket Philip._" "Sir," said we to our employe as we went home, "you are a _rogue_ to have brought us to that cheating priest." "Not so, sir," said the Siculo-Inglese Jack Robertson, "they tell here priest _not_ cheat, always deal _square_--have that character indeed, sir;" and he proceeded to conduct us to another priest-collector, who, in this instance, had gone out to dine with a friend. Jack, however, said he would soon bring him back, dined or undined; and in ten minutes he returned in high spirits at his success. "Always trust _me_, sir! Me no fool, sir! As soon as I see him, sir, I say, you got _coins?_ He say '_yes_.' Den you show what you got _directly_ to English gentlemen. 'No, I won't,' he tell me--'I take my dinner here wid my friends, and after dat I come see English gentlemen.'" Rather a cool thing we thought for a