Mr. Beaumont had just been at a neighbouring farm-house, where there lived one of Mr. Walsingham’s tenants; a man of the name of Birch, a respectable farmer, who was originally from Ireland, and whose son was at sea with Captain Walsingham. The captain had taken young Birch under his particular care, at Mr. Walsingham’s request. Birch’s parents had this day received a letter from their son, which in the joy and pride of their hearts they showed to Mr. Beaumont, who was in the habit of calling at their house to inquire if they had heard any news of their son, or of Captain Walsingham. Mr. Beaumont liked to read Birch’s letters, because they were written with characteristic simplicity and affection, and somewhat in the Irish idiom, which this young sailor’s English education had not made him entirely forget. LETTER FROM BIRCH TO HIS PARENTS. “H.M.S. l’Ambuscade. “HONOURED PARENTS, “I write this from sea, lat. N. 44.15--long. W. 9.45--wind N.N.E.--to let you know you will not see me so soon as I said in my last, of the 16th. Yesterday, P.M. two o’clock, some despatches were brought to my good captain, by the Pickle sloop, which will to-morrow, wind and weather permitting, alter our destination. What the nature of them is I cannot impart to you, for it has not transpired beyond the lieutenants; but whatever I do under the orders of my good captain, I am satisfied and confident all is for the best. For my own share, I long for an opportunity of fighting the French, and of showing the captain _what is in me_, and that the pains he has took to make a gentleman, and an honour to his majesty’s service, of me, is not thrown away. Had he been my own father, or brother, he could not be better, or _done more_. God willing, I will never disgrace his principles, for it would be my ambition to be like him in every respect; and he says, if I behave myself as I ought, I shall soon be a lieutenant; and a lieutenant in his majesty’s navy is as good a gentleman as any in England, and has a right (tell my sister Kitty) to hand the first woman in Lon’on out of her carriage, if he pleases, and if she pleases.