"Turn in, boy, and try to get a snooze. What tomorrow brings Heaven knows, but we do know we shall want all our strength to meet it."
CHAPTER LXII
THE PARSON MUSES
The Parson opened his packet.
It contained a batch of newspapers dropped for him daily at Lewes by the coach, and not called for since last Saturday.
Ah, here we are!
The Times, Monday, August l9—that was the day before yesterday.
Lord Nelson is arrived at Portsmouth.
Then the Gentleman was right!
He was here, the man his country had believed barring the passage of the Combined Squadron Vigo way.