suggestions, he was open to the hints of his servant (a very sharp
fellow), who arranged a plan for escaping, and finally brought off
his master to Giuseppini's Hotel.

Our friend afterwards went by sea to Smyrna, and there he now was
in his glory. He had a good, or at all events a gentleman-like,
judgment in matters of taste, and as his great object was to
surround himself with all that his fancy could dictate, he lived in
a state of perpetual negotiation. He was for ever on the point of
purchasing, not only the material productions of the place, but all
sorts of such fine ware as "intelligence," "fidelity," and so on.
He was most curious, however, as the purchaser of the "affections."
Sometimes he would imagine that he had a marital aptitude, and his
fancy would sketch a graceful picture, in which he appeared
reclining on a divan, with a beautiful Greek woman fondly couched
at his feet, and soothing him with the witchery of her guitar.
Having satisfied himself with the ideal picture thus created, he
would pass into action; the guitar he would buy instantly, and
would give such intimations of his wish to be wedded to a Greek, as
could not fail to produce great excitement in the families, of the
beautiful Smyrniotes. Then again (and just in time perhaps to save
him from the yoke) his dream would pass away, and another would
come in its stead; he would suddenly feel the yearnings of a
father's love, and willing by force of gold to transcend all
natural preliminaries, he would issue instructions for the purchase
of some dutiful child that could be warranted to love him as a
parent. Then at another time he would be convinced that the
attachment of menials might satisfy the longings of his
affectionate heart, and thereupon he would give orders to his
slave-merchant for something in the way of eternal fidelity. You