A Nantuoket correspondent gires an entërtaining illustratiou of "the gradual progresa of opinión' in thia auecdote ubout a shipmute who accompauied him on one of his early whaling voyages : - otiles was a simple bearted, transparent young fellow aud, when we sailed, had been "paying aüention" for some timo to a lady who he bad reason to tbink did not fully reciprócate his ardent feelings. At all eveots the parling oo her side, was not bo affeotionate as he could wish, aud ho was impressed by the belief that she ouly kept bim as a staudby in default of a better lover. ' I don't believo," Stiies would say, witli a despondeut shake of the head, "I don't beliete Ann Jopes will have me anyhow." When we had been out but a few monthe, and had met with fair success, Stiies' tone was modified. ïho burden of hia monologue changcd to, "Well, I dun'no but what Aun Joucs'll havo me after a!l." With a thouoand barrels of oil under hatchcs, he became still more bopeful. "Chance is prctty good for Aun Jones," he would eay, "pretty good nap." At fifteen hundred barrels he had assunied a self-satiïöed marnier, and soliloquized - "I guess there's no danger but what Ann Jones'll be glad to get me now I know." When we cut the last wbale that was to fill the vessel's holdand squared away for heme, Stiies threw his hut iu the air with a wild Judian yell of triumpb - "I'll be d- d if ril have Ann Jone any bow !"