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... - ... begins to walk quickly away. For a hun- have promised myself to derive no pleasure been far exceeded by Frank. Tou Tau, in- we are at dinner early to-night.--at half-past dred yards I allow him to go unrecalled; from their society, and even to treat them deed, adduces a gloomy case of a young man, six o'clock-and we are to have a dance for then, as a note his quickly diminishing fig· with distant coolness, if they a.re, any of whp spent two years and a half in dumb the servants afterward, Any hospitality to CHAPTER.-XXVII. ure and the heavy mists beginning to fold them, and Bobby especially-it is he that I longing, and broke a blood-vessel and died my equals I have steadily and stoutly deWhen I return home, I find that Barbara him, my resolution fails me; I take to my most mhtrust:---more joyfully disposed than at the end of them; but this is so discourag- clined; but it seems a shame to visit my I think fitting, yet my herat has been grow· ing an anecdote, that we all pooh-pooh it as own loneliness on the heads of the servants, . is still no better, She is still lying in her heels an<l scamper aftar him, to whom it is nothing. They have always "Stop," say I, panting as I come UJ;I with ing ever warmer and warmer at the thought unauthentio. darkened room, and has asked not to be dis" Perhaps he does not mean to speak at had a Christmas dance in Roger's reign. and turbed. And even my wrongs are not such him, "I date say-perhapa-you ihoughl of them, as Christmas time draws nigh; and as to justify my forJin~ myself upon the you were speaking truth !-there must, must now, a~ I kiss their firm, . cold, healthy all," says the Brat, starting a new and haz- so a dance they are t o have now, We have cheeks-(! declare that Bobby's cheeks are adrous idea ; "perhaps he means to take it r~ligiously eaten onr peef and plum-pudpainful privacy of a sick headache. How be some mistake /" He does not answer, but still walks quick· as hard aamarbles)-I know how I have lied for granted." dmg, and have each made a separate little much the better am I then than I was before to myself, " Walk out with her, ome fise morning," blue fire of burnt brandy in our spoon. late expedition? I have brought home my ly on. "Tell me," cry I, posiaug on alongside JJ'.atheris not in quite so good a humor as sa;Ys .Algy, laughing, "and say, li~e WemIt is dessert now, and father has proposed old grievance quite whole and enlightened by communication, and I have got a new and of him, breathless and distressed-" when I would have wished, his man having lost m1ck, 'Hallo ! here's a church l lets have a R oger's health, I aid not expect it, and _ -I-never was-so nearly betrayea into .feeling fresh one in addition, with absolutely no one was it ? where did you hear it ? how long ID. hat-box en route and con<1equently his wedding !" nose is rather more aquiline than I think de"It would be a very good thing," retorts fond of father ill my life. They all drink it, t6 whom to impart it ; for, even when Frank ago?" _··I never heard it I" all-able. the Brat, gravely, "if there were .a printed each wishing ·him somethi11g good. .As. for comes, I will certainly not tell him.. l am "Yes, you did," cry I, passionately, as"Do not be alarmed!" says Bobby, in a form for such occasions; it would be a great me, I have been a fool always, and I am a too restless to remain in-doors over the fire, fool now. I can wish him nothing, my ' though thoroughly chilled by my late drive, severating wh:i.t I have so lately and pas· patronizing aside, introducing me, as if I relief to people." This talk did not happe1.1 in ihe church, voice is choked and my eyes drowned in inand resolve to try and restore my circulation sionately denied, "You know you did; were a stranger, to father pecLiliarities; "a but w'·,,n was it ? how was it? where littie infirmity of temper, but the heart is in but at an evening seance overmght. Our appropriate tears; only, from the «eptbs of by a brisk walk in the park. my heart, .I ask God to give him eVtryt,hing the right place. . secondjcoadjutor is Mrs. Huntley, The afternoon is still young, and the day was it." " It was nowhere," he answers, with a "Bobby," say I; anxiously, in a whisper, "I am afraid I am not very efficient," she that Re ha,s of choicest and best, .For a iE mendinl!.. A wind has. risen, and hai says, with a pathetic smile. "I can't stand moment or two the wax lights, the ,purp le pulled a~ide the steel· colored cloud curtam, c"ld, angry smile. "I was drawing the long "has he-has he brought the bag?" Bobby shakes his head, very long, but, if I might be allowed to sit grapes, the gleaming glass and shining siland let heaven's eyes-blue, though faint bow /" I stop in baffied rage and misery. !stand "!knew h.e would not," cry I, rather crest- down now and then, I might perhaps be some ver, tbe kindly, gemal faces ~wim blurred , and watery-look through. .And there before my vision, Then I hL stily wipe away · comes another lltrong puff of autumnal wind, stock-still, with the long, dying grass wet~y, fallen. Then, with sudden exasperation : little help." And sat down:She has, accordingly, ever my tears, and smile back at them all. As I and lo ! the st1n, and the leaves float down in limply clasping my ankles. To my surprise "I wish I had not given it to him, he always hated it. I wish I had given it to Roger in- since, on the top pulpit-step. It seems that raise my gliRtening eye~, I meet those of a sudden shower of amber in its light. I he stops too. "I wish you were dead/" I say, tersely, stead." Algy cannot stand very long either, for he. Mr. Musgrave fixed upon me (he is the only march along quickly and gravely through "Ne\·er you mind !" cries Bobby, while has taken possession of the step next below stranger present), His look is not one that . the long drooped 'grass-no longer sweet and end it is not a figure of speech. For the mo· his round· 'i es twinkle mischievously ; " I the top one, and there he abides. Thank wishes to be retumed ; on the contrary, it is fresh and upright, in its green summe1· coat ment I do honestly wish it. "Do you?" he answers, throwing me back dare say he h.as got one by now, a nice one, heaven! they are getting dark now ! If embarrassed at being met. It is a glance -through · the frost-seared po1np of the puzzles me, full of inquiring curiosity, bronze bracken, till I reach a little. knoll, a. look of hardly inferior animosity; "I all beads and wampums, that the old Begum legitimate lovers, wbose cooing is desirable that and approved, are a sickly aud sickening mixed with a sort of mirth. !Ii. a second whose head is crowned by twelve great dare say ; I do not much mind." A little has made him." I lau~h , but I also sigh. What a long spect:-.cle, surely the sight of illci;<itimate - I could not tell you why--;-! look I;iastily brother beeches. From time immemorial pause, during which we eye each other like away. they have been called the Twelve .Apostles, fighting-cocks. " Even if I were dead," he time it s ~ ems since I was jealous of Bobby's loveTs woulol make the blood boil in the " I wonder what he is doing now, this very and under one apostle I now stand, with says in a low voice-"mind, I do not blame Begum I We are a little behind father, veins of Moses, Miriam or Job. Bobby, Tou Tau and I, having no one to minute I" says Tou 'l'ou, who is dining in my back against its smooth and stalwart you for wishing it-sometimes I wish it my· whispering with our heads together, while self-but even if I we·re, I do not see how he, in his raspingest voice, is giving his de· hang over us, are sitting in a row in our public for the first time, and whose convertrunk, sation is checked and her deportment regullow becoming is death to them ! Into that woul.i hinder Sir Roger and Mrs. Hunt- linquont a month's warning. That tone I it new. Bobby has garlanded Tau Tou pre- lated by Bobby, who has been at some pams still makes me feel sneaky, posterously with laurd, to give us afl. idea, what a glorious crimson they decline ! Uy ley from corresponding." "Thtly do not correspond," cry!, violently; "Bobby," say I, pu Lting my arm throug h <>s be says, of how he himself will look by to sit beside her, and who guides her behav· eyes travel from one tree group to another, and idly consicler the many colot·ed majesty "it is a falsehood!" Then, with a quick his substantial· one, and speaking in a low and by, after some future Trafalgar. Now, ior by the he1p of many· subtle and unsern t he lanJ.sca.pe change of thoup-ht and tone: "But if they tone of misgiving, "how is he? how has he he is wJiispering to me-a whisper accom· pinches under the table; from revoltiug of their decay, Over all . panied by one of those powerful and painful against which a fear of father hinders her, there is a look of plaintive uncontent. Tne do, 1-I do not mind. I-I-am very been?" "We have been a little fractious," replies nudges, .with which he emphasizes his con· a fact of which Bobby is most busely distant town, with its two church spires, glad-if Roger likes it. There is.1no harm aware. · Bobby, leniently-" a little disposed to versation on his listener's ribs. is choked and effaced io mist ; the very in it." " Had not you better telegraph?" asks "Not the slightest." quarrel with our bread and butter ; but, as "Look at himl"indicating,his elder brothsun is sickly and irresolute, All Nature " Do you always stay at home?" cry I, in you may rE:member, my dear., from your .ex- er, and speaking with a tone of disgust and Algy, with languid irony (Algy certainly is seems to say, " Have . pity on me-J a fury, goaded out of all politeness and re· perience ot our humble roof, Christmas never disparageinent ; " d id you eyer see such a not quite so nice as he used to be). " E'lap· die!" ping away the blue-tail fly, with a bill redbeast as he looks?" It is not often that our.mother is in sym- serve by the surface false acquiescence of his was our happiest time." "No,.never," reply I, pensively, "Not often," reply I, readily, with that and-yellow bandana, probably." pathy with her children, Mostly when we tone; "do you never go away? I wiah you "Playing the banjo for a J()t of little nig· The storm is rising; at least father's voice fine intolera.nce which one never sees in full cry she broadly laughs ; when we laugh and would, I wish"- (speaking between laugh· gars to dance to!" suggests the Brat. · are merry she weeps ; but to-day my mood ing and crying)-"that you would take your is. It appears that the valet is not only to bloom after youth is past. "They are a,U wrong, are not they,Nancy?" "I say, Nancy," with a secondfand rather and hers match. The tears are as near my abbey up on your baok, as a snail daes its go, but to go without a character. shell, and march off with it into another "Never you mind," repeats Bobby, reas· lesser nudge, "if ever you see any symptoms says Bobby, in a lowere.g voice, to me, on eyes as hers-as near hers as mme, country." suringly, seeing me blench a little at these of-of that"-(nodding toward the pulp L t)- whose left hand he· has placed himself : "he "·See the leaves around us falling I' n · is sitting in his verandah, is.not he? ina palm " But unfortunately I cannot." disused amenities, pres~ing the hand that "in me--" "What have I done to you," falling from rests on his a.rm, against hill stout side; "it is "If"-repeat I, scornfully, "of course I hat a.nu - riankeen breeches, with .his arm say I, aloud, stretching out my right · ·around the old Wampoo," arm in dismal recitation. We had the hymn anger to reproach," that you take such de· nothing to you/ Bless your heart, you are shall." ':I dare say,".rcily I, laughing. "I hope "Well, that is as may be, but if you do, last Sunday, which is what has put it into light in hurting Ule? You can be pleasant the apple of his eye." enough to-to other people. I never hear "Am I I" reply 1, laughing. "It has newly mind what I t ell you-do not say anything so," for, indeed, I am growing quite fond of_ my head: ' my dusky rival, you hinting and sneering away any one come to me if lam." to anybody, but-put an end to me I it does " · See the leaves around us falling, "And I am his 'good brave Bobbr !'-his not matter how; smother me with bolsters; else's peace of mind; but as for me, I never (To BE OON'l'INUED. ) Dry and withered to the ground--'" never am alone with you that you do not 'gallant boy !'-do you know why?' run your bodkin up to its hilt in me--" Another voice breaks in : leave me with pain-a tedious, long ache "No." "Even if I did," interrupt I, laughing. The· sarcastic Young Woman. here"-passionately olasping my hands upon "Because I am going to Hong Kon!!,, and " I should never reach any vital part-you ""l'hus to thoughtless mortals calling--'" my heart. he hears that they are keepinl!' two are much too fat !" Insufferable though thEI giggling, gushing '· ··How you made me jump !" cry I, de"Do not I ?"-{then, half turning away nice, roomy graves open all the time, "I &hould not be so fat then " returns he, girl may be, she is angelic when compar~d scending with an irritated leap to pro~e, and in a lowered voice)-"nor you me/" there !" · gravely, amiably. o\·erlookin~ the personal- with her sarcastic sistel', The sarcastic girl at least making the leaves say somethmg en"I!" repeat I, positively laughing in my "You are not" (in a voice of keen anxiety ity of my observation; " love would have is, in some instances , the prcduct 1Qf a hasty tirely different from what they had ever scorn of this accusation. ·' l hint I I im- and pain); then, with a sudden change of pulled me down!" or ill-advised compliment paid her by some been known to say before. ply I why, I could not d o it, if I were to be tone to a nervoua and constrained amenity; The Brat has nearly finished. He is nim- thoughtless admirer on her making ·some " Why did not you bring your sentinel, shot for it ! it is not in me !" "Yes, it is a nice sized room, is it not? My bly descending the ladder, with a long gut- spiteful criticism or some rude remark ·con· Vick?" He does not immediately answer; still, he only fault with it is, that the windows are · t i;ring dip in his righo hand, · cerning an acquaintance or companion. She ' He-it is Musgrave, of course-hasjoi!led is looking aside, and his oolor changes. so high up that one cannot see out of them " The other two--" begins B obby;.. l 1- \lg not the ability to distinguish between me, and is leaning. his flat back a)so agamst "A~k mother, ask the boys, ask Barbara,-"_ , when one is sitting down." : thoughtfully, turning his eyes from pulpit .,,_,inpudence and satire, and it is an easy task the apostle, and, like me, is looking at the cry I, in great excitement, "whether 1 could For father, havmg demolished his body· to font . : . . to convince her that ill-bred rudeness of· ' mist, a t the red and yellow leaves-at the wrap up anything neatly, if I wished it ever servant, and reducecl mother to her ·usual " I do not mind them half so much," inter· · speech is the perfection of irony, and that: whole low-spirited panorama. so much? .Always, alwa'l/8 I have to blur~ niche-state, now turns to me, and in his rupt I, indulgently ; "they are not half s9 to say spiteful and unpleasant t hings t o· ' " She is ill," say, I, lamentably, drawing it out! I hint t" · genialest, ' highest society manner, compli· disgus~ing.'.' . everybody she mee ts is sure to give lHir the a portrait in l:i-mp-black and l-';'dian·ink of " Hint I no l" he repeats, in a. tone of ments me c ;m my big house. ' ·Has he· done it yet?" (lowering his .cheer- reputation of being sarcastic. She <'agerly the whole family ; " we are all ill-Barbara ·vexed bitterness. "Well, no I no 'one can That "is"·a wl1oltl u..-y a150. ful loud: yoice ,~1 -~~tant w~e!J.._~~ ·:.. ·.ru~tes her- b-114ied,...t.~;;;,s-t- ;,:·>~.rr--is ill!" accuse you of hinting I Yours is hohes,t, open have rown li· u:Ss(iel1'""m'"~~tnr-fu1'l."-~~fi' .: ~.we.+'--cf--irl;:; ,"'~ """';r -,.;;yrl1P.a!l." · ail opportunity to exercise it to pass wim" Poor Barbara?" cut and-thrust! , · - , - · ' face; unbent into diflii·:ult sua\·ity, at the "Not unless .b e has done it since luncheon! proved, and she generally succeeds in mak· ·· She has got a hea:daclie," "If it is," retort I, bluntly. still speaking opposite end of the d inner -table to me, to he had not then; i asked her," · ing herself heartily disliked by t hose who "PooR Barbara !" with a good deal of heat, " it is your own heariui;: t he well- lmowi!l old sound of Tau "l am J:eginning to think that your old are unfortunate enough to be numbered ".And I have got a heartache," say I, more fault I I have no wish to quarrel, being · Tau's shrieks of mi xcid anguish and delight, man's plan was the best after all," continues among her acquaintances. Young men who for the sake of preserving the harmony of my such near neighbors, and-and-altogether as Bobby rushes after her in -·headlong pur- Bobby, affably. "I thought him rather out are generally sensitive to ridicule avoid her iiketch, and for makin~ a pendant to Barbara, -of course 1 had rather be on good terms suit, dowa the late so silent passages; and of date, at the time, for applyrng to your_ f istematically, She attributes this to the _ than because the phrase accurately describes than bad ones I 'Vhen you let me-when \to looking COIJ'.lplacently from one to anoth- p'.lrents, but, after ail, it saved a grea~ dealj 1'\,,_,,-~somc fear in which sb e is held. The · my state. you leave me alone-I almost-sometimes ·;\ _ ;~ of the hofaday faces round the table, of trouble, and spared us a world of sus-' f'amlfy think her brilliant when everyone ·'t "Poor vou !" quite like you, I am speaking seriously -:-'--;vhere Ba.r]jara aud I have sat, durmg the pense." else pronounces her insulting, Her sarcasm " Poor me, indeed/" cry I, with emphasis, l do." · -'Ia.st noisele~s month, in stil!esb dialogue or I am silent, swelling with a dumb indigna· generally degenerates into insolence, and she and to this day I. cannot make up my mind "You do not say so?" again turning his pi:eoccupie? silence. . tion at the epithet bestowed on my Roger ; is regarded as a pest. Without friends she whether the ejaculation were good grammar head aside, and spea king with the objectionI lov ·noise. You may thmk that I have bllt unable to express it outwardly, as I well becomes lonely and dissatisfied, but is still or no. able intonation of irony. . odd taste; b~t l lov~ B~bby's stentor laugh , know that, if I do, I shall be triumphantly far from guessing t he t1ue reason · of her "I have had such bad news," I continue, "At home," pursue I, still chafing under and Tou .:rou s ear-p1~rcmg y~lls. I even for· q llotod ag ..inst myself. forlorn state, for her petty vice has becoma feeling, as usual, a sensible relief from the the insult to my amiability, "I never was get to thmk whether theu· mn·th passes the "vVhu will lareak it to Toothless Jack?" a second nature, and she can not estimate communication of my grief. " Roger is not reckoned quarrelsome-never I Of course I allpointed b?unds I had set it._ I have mis- says Bobby, presently, with a laugh ; "after . its disagreeable effect upon others. comini;c back !" was not like Barbara-·there are not many laid my receipt of cold repression. My heart a ll the expense he has been at, too, with "Not ataUI" like her-but I did very well, Ask any one goes out to them. those. teeth ! it is not as if if were a heggarHow Perfume is Extracted. The words are the same as those employed of them-it does not matter which-they · I have been a little disturbed as to how to ly two or three, but a whole complete new by Mrs. Huntley ; but there is much more will all tell you the same-whetherldid dispose of father during the day, but he set-thirty-two individual grinders!" One of the best methods of obtaining pei·alacrity and liveliness in the tone. not I" ' mercifully takes that trouble off my hands. "Such beauties, too !" puts in Ton Tau fumes is by the use of grease. The process "Not at all!" repeat I, scornfully, look"You were a. household angel, in fact I" Pro.vidence has b~·ought goo? out of evil, cackling. ' is called maceration. The best fat employed ing impatiently at him ; " that is so ~ikely, "I was nothing of the kind," ·:cry I, very . congen :al occupation out of . the hat-box, "lt is a thousand pities that they should is marrow, which is. melted in a water bath is not it ?"- then: "No, not at all"-,-! con· angry and yet laughing ; the laughter . He has spent all the few day-light hours in · be allowed t o go out of the family," 'says and strained. While it is still warm the tinue, ironically, "he has run off with some caused by the antagonism of the epithet with telegraphing for it to every station on the Bobby, warmly-" Tou Tau, my child"- flowers are thrown in and left to di irest for one else-some one black!" (with a timely themany recollected blows and honest sound- line.; in telling sev:eral, h?me-~ruth~ to ~he (putting his arm around henhoulder~)-'t a several hours. They are then taken"'out and · reminiscence of Bobby's happy fiight of im- ing cuffs t hat I have, on and off, exchanged porters of our own station, wh10h~it berng bright vista. opens befor'e you I - your fresh ones are placed in t il e grease. This agination. ) with Bobby. · · Christmas time, and they consequently all charms are approaching maturity !-with a is continued for several days. The gr~ase " Not till when, then ?" A pause. more or less tipsy-they have taken wich a little encouragement he might be \nduccd to and perfume are then separated by the use "Not till after Christmas," reply I, sighThe sun has quite gone no'l'I' . sulky a.11.d blai;id playfulness th~t he !1~s found a little lay h is teeth-two-and-thirty, mind-at of alcohol. Beef marrt1w is not the only rr ing loudly, "which is almost as bad as not fP·b.e, he has shrunk to his oold bed.. in the trym~; aud, lastly, m wr1tmg a long letter your feet!" substance used in extrac ,ing the odors from , a.tall." .. west and the victor-mist cre!)ps, crawls· and to the Times. And I, meanwhile, · being 'fou Toa giggles, and asserts that she will the flowers. , Inodor<ius oils are also used, "I knew that /" ,he-says, rather petulaLtly; soak~ on unopposed. .. · . eas;i;: in my mind on t~e score, knowing that "kick them away, if he does." Bobby· especially refined olive oil, which is more "you told me that before !" " Good-nig11t I" ory I, suddenly, ,'·' I am he Is happy, am at l~isure to be happy my- mildly, but firmly remonstrates, ,and points extensively employed in the south of Europe. " I told ifou that be/ore ?" cry I, opening going!" and lam aa good as my word. · self. In compa.n y with m_ y bt'Other, ,I have out .to her the impropriety and ingratitude The process used for delica.te plants, such as my eyes, and raising mJ: voioe; "w~y, how With the triple agllity of health, youth spent all the _ litt_le _day m decoratmg the of such a line of conduct. But his argu- jasmine, tuberose. and ca>sia, which will could I? I only hea.rd it myself thismorn- and indignation I sc·urry ·away thfou~b. the church, makmg 1t mto a ·cheerful, green ments though acute a.n d well put, are not allow the urn of heat, is on the principle . ing !" . of absorption. A layer of purified lard and · melancholy grass, and the heaped and fallen , Christmas bower. We always did it at not convincing, and the subject is continued "It Wall not you, th~n," he says, compos- leaves, home, with ever-increasing warmth, all th~· way such mixture is spre<Ld on the glass bottom home. edly; "it must have been some one else !" The dusk has come now-the quick-hur· home. . of ~ square wooden box, and upon this, ··It could have been no one else," retort I, rying, D11cember dusk, and we have · all but freshly gathered flowers ar~ spread every CHA.l'TER XXVUI ·. hastily. " I told no one-no one, at finished. We have had to beg for a few morning as long as the flower is . in bloom. . CHAPTER XXIX. least, from whom 'I/OU could have heard it." Ding dong bell I ding dong . bell r The candles, in order to put our finishing touches The boxes a.re kept shut, and the grease "All the same, I did hear it" (w'ith a Christmas J::ells are ringing . . Ghristilia$ has here;·and · there about the sornbre church. lt is Christmas · day-a clean, white soon acquires a very strong odor. In saturquiet p,ersistence); "now, who could it have come-Christmas as itappe.ttrs.on a'Chri.stm'.Ls The flame, throwing little jets ·of light on Christmaa, pure and crisp. Wherever one ating oil, instead of glass bottoms to the been ? ' throwing back his head, elevating card-white and hard; and'beset wi~h puffed. th~ ·gl(>ssy laurel-leaves that make collars looks, one's eyes. water cruelly. For my boxes . wire ones are used, the boxes or his chin, an<'.[ lifting his eyes in meditation out, ruffied robins. · Only Nature is wise · round .the :pmars' stout n,c;icks ; on t he fresh part lam very thankful that it did not oc- frames ai·e piled upon each other to keep to the great depths of burning red in the enough not to express th.e ironical wish tbat moss .beds, , vNidly. green, in the windows; cur to .God to makethe world always white. them close. After the oil-soaked cloths are beech's heart, above him-" ah I" (overtak· we may have a "merry one." : .. . ·o n ·the :"'d ull, . round · hoil y-be1-ries. In the I ha'te snow's blinding livery, Each tiuest sufficiantly charged with the perfume, they ing the recollection) "I know !'" For myself, I have but small opinion of gl6w, the ivy t wines ' in.: cunning garlands twitz on the dry harsh trees is overladen are placed in a rress and the oil is squeezed , "Who?" say I, eagerly; "not that it could Christmas as a time of .jollity. Solemn- rouna the. ' rou·gh.'.~c·µip.tl\red font, and the \Vith snow. It is a wonder that they do out.-New York Sun. ,have. been anyone." blessed-, if you will"""'.'but no, not jovial. At ' lectern, .and;, . aboye:·. G:od:s altar, a great not break under it ; n.o r is . there any wind - "It was Mrs. Huntley I" he answers, witli no time do the dead so clamor to be remem· white cross 'of ;hot ·Ii4,µ~e:;,'fiow:ers blooms to shake down or disperse it, . Tempest is ·an air of matter-of-fact indifference. ' . The report for the past yea.r of the bered. . Even those that went a long time delicatl;lly, tel.ling ,af .11'.i.i:P.\tl)~r, arid matching white; the church is white ; the .w hole I laugh with insulting triumph. "Well, ago, the regret ot whose departure has set- ! the words of old gooa·1RWs lieneath it, that world colc<rless and blinding. I have been Society for the .Preservation of the Irish ~ that is a bad hit I What a.pity that you did tled down to a~e.nder, almost pleasant pain; [ bt9ugh~, as some s;ty,,"s,*~~W,'~r~ " or, at least, . in the habit of fooking upon Vick as a white language states that at the commencement of aot fix upon some one else I:. I liave once or whom at other times we ~o mgh to forget ; ; t~il'.):lope of summer, to ,tt\e)vorld. . , · dog ; . to~day s.h e appears disastrously dark ,the present century probably not more than . twice suspected you of drawing the -long even they cry out l.o ud, "l'hink of us I" . · (¥'.es,, . we have nearly ·done.. The .Br.a t ; :-=:i!.c:l.!rty brupette. So~p and water having '400 'pers9ns .could read , and write Irish, 'bow-now I am sure of it ! ·. As it happens, ' When all the family is gathered, when the \ ~iand.~ on tlie top of astep-iadder,dexteroiis-. J entirely failed to restore her complexion, whereas this, society a~one had. disposed of over 62,000 elementary Irish books. Their I have just come from Mrs. Huntley, and fire burns quick and clear, and the church· ! ly p.;ising the last winter garland; and all tlie ! Bol)by kiridly .:prop9se~ to pipeclay her. she knew no more about it than the babe un· . bell rinjl out' wave and aweet, neither will i othe'fs ·are resting a moment-we and our ·' We have all l:ieen ,to ,c hurch, and admired publications 9ontinue t;O be in great demand. ,::_ 1 born!" .' will thev be ieft out. . But, on · the other : coadjutors · . For we have two coadjutors. And through all the The number of persons in Ireland who speali: I am looking him full In the faoe, but, to hand, to one who has p:i.id· his liiUs; and . in · Mr; Musgrave, .of course, . Now, itt this ·' lflrl"ow.n-dacorations; prayer a~d pr.ais~, ..and· , the g)a,d Christmas the old language is nearly 950,000;.as against\; · my surprise, I cannot detect the expression whose fa.mi~y D~ath's cannon have as yet moment, through the gray light, and acrpss the singing, m'y . so~! has greatly hunvered for nearly 818,000in1871, although:·the popula., i of confusion and defeat which I anticipate. made no ·brea~~es! I do not,; ~ee '\'VhY _it may . candles, I ca.n see him leaninga.gainst:th.efont, Roger: , J';es,· though all the .boys are round tion has during· that period diminished,:· in There is only the old·white-anger look that not 9e a 11eason. of , mod~rate, placid con· ! while Barbara kneels with her hea:d ··bept a.t me- -Bobby on this aide, the · Brat on that, , round numbers, by 252,000 persons. Thia, I have such a knack of calling up on his feat- tent; '. .:': ·. · ·, · , · · ·. . ' his feet, compl~ting the oruamen~tii:m : of Algy di1';ec.t ly ii,dront-all behaving nicely, as pointed out, is nearly 'equal ·to the num· ures. Festivity ! jollity ·I , n;ever I I have paid ' the peciestal. I . always knew t.J:1a.t things too · ; eo:l are not they right un~er father's ber of Welsh people speaking Welsh. ·· Not "I· an. a consummate liar I" he says, my bilIB,, and there are iio gaps . among my would come right if we waited long enough, eyes? xes,:and for the matte_r of ·that, un- only," . it is observed, " has Leinster in· quietly, though his eyes tlash, "E1·ery people. Sometimes I tremble when I think · and coming right they are-comi·liy, .notcome,' der the rector's too, as· he towers· straight creased its nu:mbe11 oHrish·speakirig inhabi· 1 one knows that ; put, all- the same, she did how many we are : one ·of us must go soon for still he has· not spoken. I have consult· above us, uuder his ivy-bush-the ivy-bnsh · tants, but Dublin· has·: made a considerable tell me." ., .· But," as · yet, when I count us over, none ed each and all of wy family, father except· into which Bobby was so anxious yest(irday advance in this respect, ·partly fiulfilling the · ·"I ·lo not believe a worq ot it I" cry I, · in lacks. Father, moth er, Algy, Bobby, the ed, as the average length of time allot ed to insert some mistletoe, .. · old Irish prophecy." ful'y . Brat, Tun Tou. Slightly as I have spoken to iinspoken c'ourtship, and each has assigned I Church is over now·, and the short after- ' ' · Don't you think the bride is foolish that He makes no answer, but, lifting his ha,t, . of them to my8e!I', aud conseien ;iuu.; ly a;. I 11 different period; ·the longest, however, has I noo~1 has also s!ipped by, We are at. d.i nner ; she never marries the best man ? HIS OWN AT LAST. - - - · to· J