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" I did. I tried that twice; butâ€"" Zora hesitated thoughtfully. " it didn't do. And then I once gave some sittings to an artist; and that didn’t do either." She .oolored a little. and continued rather hur- riedly. " And oh 1 Kate my one good chance in life I lost! I have not done regretting that yet! I told you once, I think, that I was studying singing. Well. I was to come out in an English Operetta. It was only a beginning; but it would have been agood beginning. And so I made my debut,- and I sang for nearly a week; and I was in“ of hope. And then I had inflammation of the lungs. and lost my voice; and the doctor told me I must not sing even it I got my -.A_ I.__I- l...‘ 71-3-: A- _:.__.AAAA. t".- " What languages can you sneak ?" asked Kate, an if ins ired by a sudden thought. " Only a litt 0 French." " Not Italian 7" " No; I wish I could! I am sure I should love Italian. I taught myself just enough to pronounce my Italian congaâ€"but that in ,, " 1?. does not d6 to trust to that cha‘nco." mid]_ora._aoftly but practically. _ ., "Oh poor child! that was hard upon you l" observed Kate sympathetically. " But you‘ll get a. better chance yet. Zora dear. in some other line. Singing isn't the only career in the world. And then very li ely you‘ll marry; you are euro to marry ; I wonder you haven't married yet l" voice back. And I tried_ to sing sga‘i'n. ana broke a blood-vessel and near] killed myself. So you see my one goodo anco is gone." "U n my word, I don’t thinkI could even 0 that! Teaching must be a horrid bore !" exolaima Kate. “ Why don' b you udvertiae for_ a companion' a plum ?_” “ It is euier'aaid'than done. First and foremost, I am not well-educated enough. I could take no place beyond giving whet tigey eel] rudimentary instruction to little 'THave you not got any money? How do you make your living?" asks Kate, frankly inquiajtiyo. "Just now I give a few lessons to little children, by which I provide myself with broad and cold mutton and occasional “Putter? “Why don't. you get a governesa' place in a_nipe family ?'_'_¢_ they call :- children." “ Not so jolly as you do certainly." res- ponds Zora. with arather pensive smile. “ The world has not gone very well with me; but I ought not to complain, for it might have done much worse." find it 7" “Well. and now tell me all about yourself Zora,” says Kate, when the sulky fire is beginning to smile. and Zora has risen and taken a seat beside her visitor. “As for my adventures." Kate continues. lounging back in her chair. " they are soon told. Two winters in Parisâ€"one in Brusselsâ€"I wrote you from Brussels. by the bye. Every season in London all the season long. Lots of society ; lots of fun ; lots of flirta~ tion. I have grown an awful flirt, they tell me; but I don’t believe it myself. Anyhow {fine} life a very jolly thing! how do you “ I live here principally because it’s eco- nomical," Zora replies. "It you will excuse me,I will put another stick into this obstinate fire. Draw your chair close, so as to getall the little warmth there is. It has been in such a sulky temper I cannot make it burn.” The two girls are a great contrast in appearance; Kate Craven in her sweeping silk dress. her velvet hat and feather, her sealskin mantle with its deep fur trim- ming; and Zora Brown in her poor little darned serge frock; but Zora Brown betrays no embarrassed consciousness: and her manner to her guest, sweet and gentle as it is, is delightfully free from subservn- enoy, and equally tar lrom the awkward-‘ ness of assuming and claiming an equality on which there is any doubt: Zora's man- ner never asserts the doctrine of “ Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity," but simply proves itâ€"proves it by a softness. a deli- cacy, a refinement of look and accent of which no lady in the land used have been ashamed. 13 Ab.not nut»; that, is a pity. I was “ Well now. my dear girl, what has become of you all this time? I thought 1 would come and see you instead of writing; so here I am. Isn't it an ago since we have met? Why do you live up in this sky-par- lor ? What are you doing now ?" says Kate, pouring forth remarks and questions all in a. breath. “ Only four." observes Zora. smiling, and looking really pleased to see her visitor. as slag guy-us Kate's osqulatory greetjng. » “ Zora, my dear child. how are you ? Oh, those stairs! Good gracious! what are you doing there? Oh! what a. height to live at! I am quite out of breath ! Why don't you have a lift? Seven flights of stairs, I declare it is l" There is a sound of foosteps and s rustling of skirts upon the stairs, but as Zora does not expect any visitors,s.nd the wood is just beginning to burn beautifully, she takes no notice. till somebody plays a. tattoo on the door, and cells "Zora!" “ Come in. Who is there 7" Zora. turns from her tssk with surprise and interest; but she has not time to rise up from her humble position before Kate Craven bursts into the room with her habitual vivacity. albeit she appears pant~ ing and breathless. , , 7 .A. Life’s Mvsterv‘ unne, AI dear to Art and Culture as to Fame. Not thine to scorn all uohler nitns. to sneer At Song and Letters with e bur-room leer ; Or when with thy misdeeds the nation rang, To meet its loud accusing voice with clung; In tavern or ies Party ends romote, And Atheist- eluted. court t e Church's vote. Thine own State's boundaries did'st Thou de- cce To win supporters from an alien race ‘1 0r stoop to sell to capitalist greed The broad. rich acres which the people need 1’ No! Email siuiilitude shellliis‘ugryyee _ ._ l)-Aâ€".-._.h ... Between our Gerrymandering Chief and thee ' (An Original Poem. Written for the Globe.) Aahoo to uhoo! b0 the hero laid Beneath the ray old templo'u glorious Ihade. Where to “a I nod-like" great Lari pa'a dome sun given asylum in what once was me! There lot the Patriot. soldier. statesman rest, Alter long str 10. upon earth's quiet breast. 0h, Garibaldi. a cake no message here To us, heart-kin led at thy rand career? No ty of atatounanlhip, lgh~purposod, ure. Whlc nations need whose nationhood: on ure '2 No “ rarty chiettain" 0! th laud wort thou, To hr be {or otfico wnth unh ushlug brow ; Thy hands were clean ; no scandal tainta thv uldblldl II the Pantheon-A Contra-t. LULI: “ 0 my gracious! And in this twilight room!" cried Kate. " For goodness‘ sake light the gas I“ " Ghosts. wraiths. and Bansheea. Miss Craven." said Duke in a deep and aepulchral voice. "My dear Katie, you are come just in time to rescue us from fathomlese depths wherein we were getting lost," said Luli. an the two girls exchanged an affectionate greeting._ ., “ Defiths of heterodoxy from which we will extricate ourselves forthwith." added Glenoairn. Here the door opened; "Miss Craven" was announced. and Kate. who had come on from her afternoon visit to Zora to dine and spend the evening with the Glenoeirns, made her appearance. "Hsrd.on the million that!" observed Glencairn smiling: “and pretty hard on us all. Hard on Judas Iscariot that his name should he a mark for obloquy for centuries on account of a crime which he had been for centuries destined to com~ hape you are right there, Duke." "The million. you see." rejoined Duke. “ would he too apt to stop at the comfort- ing theory that all the crimes they commit are predestined. and would not advance the next step to the perception that their pun- ishments, in some world or another, are probably: predeetined_too." _ mit." that things are predestined." “ Which I think for the good of the world in general. might as well be left nap-oven." observed Duke. " Meaning that the doctrine of predesti. nation is too strong meat for the souls of the million ?" eajd glencairn: ‘_‘_ Well. per- hapg “ It is beyond us all," said Duke. respect- fully forbesring to attack Glenosirn's evidently unoonquerable superstition. “ Such appearances. if the gate clearly proven as occurring before the events they foreshadow." said Luli. reflectively. " seem to serve only one purposeâ€"that of proving that things asepreiiestined." “ In the case of a man burdened with the secret of any crime. it mightbe well that he should know his last hour was near, that he might secure the peace of his soul beyond the grave." said Glencairn. “ But I acknowledge such cases are rare. As a rule, there is in these forecasts no such clear motive as to warn a sinful man to free his soul from its secrets. I don’t. understand itâ€"_it is heyond_n1e.’_' “ Unle-aa it be to warn a fellow to make his will and prepare his last requests," suggpatqd Duke._ Duke looked somewhat incredulous, and remarked that “ Shelly was a visionary and a. dreamer." “But what is the use of these appari- tion§_?”_ pongred Luli. ” Who can doubt the mass of testimony toward them? A friend of my own, a young Irish fellow of Kildare county, has heard the Banshee twice. and it was each time followed by a death. You have heard me speak of McGregor ? McGregor’s father saw his wraith walk in the garden the day he was seized with his last illness. Do you not know that your favorite poet, Shelly. in the last month of his life. saw a cloaked figure. which disclosed his own face to him, and vanished ‘2" “ AEe such things well authenticated ?" inqu_i_r_9d Duke: “ There are some such prophecies as you speak of," admitted Glenceirn ; " and there are others that no reasonable calculations can possibly explain. How would you account for a man's double walking before his death ?-â€"â€"or for the Banehee’e cry fore~ telling trouble?" “ There are some prophecies." observed Duke, practically, “ that do not need the doctrine of spiritual or unearthly knowledge toaoeount for themâ€"forecasts that may with tolerable safety be ventured upon by reasonable calculation; for coming events do sometimes “cast their shadows before' literally.” " Yes." 116 antfivered; “ we all must dree our weird." “ That iarpure fatalism, is it not?“ asked Lu]§_th9_ug_htfully. “That is so," Glencairn said quietly; “ and in that consists the irony of some of those strange warnings which we seldom unde__r_stand. and by which we cannot profit? “ The premise that there are powers that know the future assumes that the future is preordained. so that what they foresee is inevitable ‘2" “There is nothing that to my mind is supernatural." Glencairn replied. Tharp are powers that know the future. Under certain circumstances. they can communi- catejheir knowletige."_ On this afternoon too, beside another fire, another girl is sitting. not alone. and with no need to resort to the red coals for an object to gaze at and dream over. Luli Glenoairn is leaning back in a low easy- ohair. peaceful and graceful and happy. the pure daylight resting on one pale oval cheek and curving coil of fair hair. the red gleam of the flrellght flickering on the other side of her face and touching the soft cheek nearestit with an unnaturally bright glow. She is slowly smoothing the fur of a large tabby cat that lies curled into a cushion in her lap and purring lazily in its slumber. ‘The girl and the cat look together like a picture of home happiness. each equally and supremely comfortable and contentâ€" exoept indeed that Luli. with those dreamy spiritual eyes of here. can never look utterly absorbed in any purely sensuous pleasure of luxury and ease; and even in her happiest moments. her soul, when her eyes glance upward. seems always to be looking beyond, away into a land of dreams. Zora nits alone, gazing into the red embers and letting her tea get. cold. saying to herself with a sigh. “ What a contrast !" and with a arnile. " I am glad to have seen her. It_. was good of her to come." Kate imprinted a hearty. kindly kiss on Zara’s cheek. and departed. her silken skirts rustling down the staircase, and catching on an obtrusive nail. which drew an aggrieved exclamation of “Oh dear! wliat a dreadful plaoei': iron) the wearer. thinking." eeid Kete elowlyâ€"â€"u hut noâ€"eh ! well. I’m druid not. Well. now anyhow, Zorn. we must see it we oen't get you some recommendations or eomething. You must advertise again. I'm sure that's the right thing. And now. dear. I must go. Good~by. No, no tee. thank you; not It drop. And. Zorn, you must come and see me. mind; we__mnet not-let each other edriltegein.” Love well who will; love who who can , BM love; be loud,- for God is Love. B 0 0 K I V . sumxn snlmtn 9mm. CHAPTER XII. " You will take a. amill house, of course? I should advise you to look out Remington way ; and be careful not. to allow more than a sixth of your income for rent. Sta.- tiatics prove.“ etc. " Statistics" always was the beginning of a long and instructive lecture. “ You won‘t commit the extravagance of ehouae. of course? A young couple can live so delightfully in genteel furnished apartments.“ would be the next adviser‘e beginning. “ Really," observed Luli confidentially “ I hope you will take a good long happy honeymoon trip. my dear. When you come back and begin housekeeping, ah! than you‘ll find your troubles beginl' another would prophesy. People. however. in this world, old or young, can seldom sym athize without volunteering advice as to t e conducting of the circumstances which inspire their sym- ‘pathy. Lessons innumerable concerning the management of a husband and a house- hold are offered gratuitously to the young fiancee. Golden maxims are showered upon her: minute and accurate plans of life are drawn up for her benefit. It Luli followed all, or even half. the advice that is given her by the elders of her own sex as to the " management" of Duke in the com~ ing days. the path would be more likely than not to conduct the young couple by‘ no very circuitous route into the Divorce Court! As regards the management of income and expenses, the advice. though each separate piece of it sounds sensible enough, when fitted together forms a sulfi- cieutly puzling whole. “ Ah ! don‘t waste your money. my dear. on that ridiculous notion of honeymooning. Of all the rubbish, I think it in the abeurdeet convention for a young new married couple to fly into exile as if they had done some- thing wrong, and were banished from their native land I When Jones and I were married. we went straight from the altar home to our little cottage at Hampetead. And do you do the name, my dear!" one matron would eay_._ After all. in spite of the often and loudly asserted selfishness of human nature, it is chiefly in sympathy with the young. and in watching what seems the resurrection of their own youth. that the old live again. It is by entering into the spirit of the life of youth that is in the full flush and flow of living that they who have lived their lives exist. ‘ Luli was as happy as the summer days were long ; the sunshine of her smile lit up all the household, and it was almost pathetic to see how her happiness was reflected in the look of smiling content on old Miss Prisoilla's faded. time~worn face. Even stern Miss Christiana relented into tenderness with Luli's blue. soft eyes, all sparkling with joy. looked into hersasif sure of sympathy: and Mrs. Boyd smiled. although she could not forbear a simulta- neous sigh. as Luli's glad voice oaroled bird-like snatches of song while she went about the house. light of foot and light of heart. As for Glencsirn. he was a man of but one love, one aim. His daughter made all the music, all the sunshine, all the holiday of his life. By this season of course Duke Mayburne and Luli Glencairn are openly acknow- ledged to “ beengaged," though the acknow- ledgment has not been made suddenly or all at once; indeed it would have puzzled both of these young people tohave fixed the day on which their understanding became a ratified engagement. although they had of \oourse oonsidered themselves betrothed. ‘and had been mutually pledged to eternal constancy from the day on which Duke first spoke of his love to Luli. The pub-; licity had mme gradually; people had‘ “ chuffed" them more and more, and they had avoided the chaff less and less. and confided in one friend after another; and Gleucairn had looked on tranquilly, and interposed no objection. but. according to one of his favorite theories, had " let things drift." So things had drifted. until this season Duke and Luli were openly aflianced in the eyes of the world; and although they had not yet fixed any time for their marriage. they were lull of hopes and dreams and schemes for their united life, and the cloud-castle towered higher, fairer, brighter than ever. At night. walk through the Westend streets and squares! Here. there, and there again. red cloth is laid across the pavement. striped awnings flutter in the evening breeze. and strains of music float out from the open windows. Here carriages are setting down for a ball ; there taking up from a dinner-party; here. there. and everywhere small audiences are congre- gated on the pavement to enjoy the enter~ tainment provided gratuitously by the London wealthy for the London poor. Visions of beautyâ€"visions of wealthâ€" Worth'e latest creations in dressâ€"diamonds that are family heirloomsâ€"flash by “he shows in a magic lantern. under the eyes‘ of the little street-Arab, the working-man and the working-woman; and so, to high and low. to the drone and the busy bee of the London world, the London season brings it excitement. its pleasure. its weari- ness of body and of soul. But in London a genera yearning for the country does not seem to prevail. for the fact that the season is at its height. and that Lon- don is full to overflowing. is brought before you prominently at every hour of the day and night. In the morning and after the noon. the Row and the Ring are crowded, and the upper ten thousand. Ill sober broughams. in dashing barouohes.in low viotorias, in lofty four-in~hands. on “ black horses and white. red horses and gray," parade themselves before the eyes of the million. The million lean over the railings, and gaze and oriti- sine and envy and admire. as the always handsome horses. and the sometimes beau- tiful ridersâ€"for you get the best of equine oftener than the best of human beauty in‘ this exhibitionâ€"pass by in the unbending‘ round. \ Ol'deepgraen grins the gusty winds aid‘briflg b’olt subtle “30le of” ,gvg-ql upwgn _blosg-upiug Let love be tlpe in ruddy prune. Let hope bee! high, let bum be true; And {on be mu more“; And you Dun deep. end out not my more! ' â€"JOAQUIH h 11.1.33. The spring has budded, bloomed and faded and summer fruit is ripe. In the country. beyond the dust md smoke and been of the greet city. all is peace and melody and bounty now. Looking on the billowy sea of chimney-pole. theintermi- unble Suburb of dry and dusty tiles. it makes one thirsty, as it for a cooling beverage in (ever. to think how. only a tow miles 03. Ovey vgavipgygya The party is a mixed one; it has become an annual eflnirâ€"one of the yearly offspring of an alliance between Art and Commerce. The host and the large circle of his old friends and colleagues represent commerce; the hostess and the larger cir- cle of their later friends represent art. Oil and grocery made the money; art helps to The meeting place appointed for all the London guests is the railway-station, where a special set of saloon carriages are attached to the tail of an ordinary train {or their benefit, to hear them in sociable comfort to their destination. The guests are mustering accordingly. From city and suburb. from the aristocratic west. from the modest north and south. and from the despised eastâ€"“the cry is still they come." 0n the day of the garden party accord- ingly.Luli was arrayed in her best and looking her lovlieet. dressed all in white, as he liked her to be, floating. cloudy. filmy, white. with touches of tender blue gleam- ing through the transparent gauze. and a graceful head-dress that professed to be a bonnetâ€"consisting of two white feathers. a bunch of forget-me-nots and a tulle streamerâ€"nestling among the fair braided masses of her hair. fond. the ndifiiration which her pure Saxon blonds loveliness attracted was equally gratifying to his vanity and his love. Duke was one of the class of men who like their choice to be admired, who wish to see the seal of the world’s approval set upon their taste. who, far from being jealous of other men's appreciation of the charms of their beloved, would rather like than dislike to see the pathway other conquering car strewed with victimsâ€"it being well understood that they must be hopeless victims, on whom she must not waste her tears. or even lavish her smiles. Luli was nothing of a ooquette; but she was woman enough to take a naive and simple pleasure in her beaut for his sake; and_he_ being as proud of_ er as he was " Not to‘morrow, dear. I am so hard at work just now. I had to be up at five this morning to get that double-page sup- plement of the Guild-hall reception off in time; and I shall have to sit up half to-night. for there‘s the block waiting for Conrad and Medora without a line drawu on it yeti" “ On Wednesday then ?" “ Well. there‘s the Sociable Club dinner on Wednesday! it wouldn't do for me to miss that you know. But on Thursday at the gar- den party we shall meet and have a. jolly day. Look out for me at the station before start- ing. And make yourself look your pretti- est, darling, for I want all my friends to envy me. I think they do that already pretty well 1" he added with aselfâ€"satisfied air and a smile of proud proprietorship. “ Shall I see you tomorrow?" asked Luli, looking down with the soft. coy shy- ness that was the nearest approach to coquetry she knew. “The time always flies so with us ?" he observed somewhat complainingly, “ Never mind! it will bring next summer the sooner, won't it, darling ?" He smiled as he spoke of next summer ; for it was then that they hoped. if things went well with Duke in a worldly sense. to try the dangerous experiment of domesticity. and then those “ buttons and dinners" would become seri ous realities. “' And. whew! Luli, d6 you Enow {vhat o'clock it is ?" he added presently. holding out his wateh. “ Is it so late ?" she said with unaffected regrgtg. “ Did I ever show you what a. long bill they sent me in at Etretat for the decan- ters and dishes and goblet: I had destroyed in my righteous anger at their confound- edly bad dinners ‘2" he igquired gravely: uIdon't see why there should be any need of even so harmless a missile as a salt-cellar." she responded cheerfully as a re-assuring reflection occurred to her. “I shall have plenty of time to study your tastes at table-Whole dinners before we set up domestic mealsâ€"although to be sure foreign hotels will scarcely be afair test as you “ill have to control any inclination for showing dissatisfaction by flinging about the table furniture." “ You shan‘t be troubled much as to but~ tons. pet; and as to dinners !â€"woll. I'll promise not to throw thediah-covera at you. not indeed to throw anything larger than a salt-collar. Will that oonteny yon ? “ One thing- is satisfactory," observed Luli. as she lifted up his wrist for inspec- tion. "you wear studs! So many buttons the lessâ€"e0 many chances of quarrel the less 1 This is what 1 am informed, at least. Buttons and dinnsrBEâ€"thoas are the two critical points." "Don't let us try the experiment. dear- estâ€"in case you should find you could!" he answered. smiling. and fondly caressing her bright waving hair. thee always got. piotureequely ruflled during their inter. views, and required considerable smoothing and combing after his departure before in could be made presentuble. “That unpleasant discovery has yet to be madeâ€"and oh! what ‘au unpleasant discovery it will be?" she added with a very sincere sigh at the dolorous prospect. “Duke. I wonder if I ever could be angry witi} yon ?" “But. I had rather. if anything went wrong. that. you should find fault with anylg‘qd): gluqrthagwith me." she rejgirred. '7 Fina fault with you. my pet? 'Wbat am I likely to have to find fault. with my littlgdarlingiabout !" 77 " I think I'd rather succeed or fail on my own book." he said. " I wonder why it is people are always as ready with their advice when it is not wanted. as they are chary of their hel when one has any need of it." pondere Duke. “Perhaps it is because it would be so delightful to their feelings to be able teeny. ‘That young couple owe all their happi- nese to my judicious counsel!"’euggeeted Luli. “And on the other side. don't you think, Duke. it mightbe rather eatiefwotory for us to be able to any. in case of any fail- ure. that the responsibility rests with our advisers?" to Duke one day. " I feel like a. teraet (or ever body to fire advice at! Mre. Grovee he: eu here to-dey. and without making the ellghteet inquiry as to our plane and rojeote. prorated to go end negotiate for us or e. suite 0 rooms on the eeventh floor of the ngham hotel. She said it would he so delightful (or you to have a smoking and billiud-room on the premises. I had some diflioulty in persuading her that her plan was rather premature. aswe had not begun to lorm our ow_u eohemee yet." iiicifizaafilfifirfiKKIâ€"y‘aiâ€"a' and ali fiver arid Chéhi Com lalnto mmodiately relieved and verma- non! cured by using (hose BELTS, IANDS AND NSOLES Circulars and Consultauon FREE. EEBYQUE DEBILJTY, R_he_t3|_n_ntism. jgmg 4 QUEEN DTRER'I‘BAHT.Tl‘flflflh'lfl -â€"Dr. Holmes says that. Emerson " took down our idols from their pedestals no ten- derly that it seemed like an act of wor- ship." He could have made his fortune as a. servant girl. The Kingston New says: “It is not generally known that deserters from the Battery who are re-captured are put under stoppage of pay until all the expenses of their capture are madegood. so that the capture of a deserter actually costs the country nothing." ELECTRIC BEL? The Bishop of St. Albans has admitted (our ladies as the first sisters of the newly-established community of the Name of Jesus, at Msplestead, in England. The community has been formed on the model sfl‘orded by the Ursulines. The sisters make no vows for life. but only of poverty. chastity and obedience, revocable from time to time. Their primary. but by no means their only, work is in peni- tentisries. Several leading Baptists in Toronto and elsewhere, impressed with the importance of circulating religious literature, are about to establish a Baptist Publication Society in that city. Hon. Wm. MnMaster has pledged 830,000 to the project. The entire rofits of the society are to be appropriated or the benefit of the missionary enterprises of the denomination. and not for that of the individual contributors or stockholders. The publication of a new Ba tist paper is contemplated as an essentia part of the scheme. Rev.A .gSla ht, one of the best known and most respected ministersof the Baptist denomination In Ontario. after a thirty-six yeare’ pastorate of the Waterford Church has removed to Colorado. Mr. Slaght is well-known in Toronto. The cornerstone of a. now Methodist church, on the Culloden road. about five miles south of Ingersoll. will be laid on Wednesday next. with Masonic honors, by Grand Master Bro. Col. Mofi'at. 7'7 Holloa, Maiburue! you here too ‘2" says a. tall man, with long blond hair and an eye-glass, who is sauntering by. Rev. Father Chiniquy has gone to St John, N.B., where he will attend the Gene- ral Assembly of the Presbyterian Church. “Come out of the way of these fellows," says Duke. leading her to a seat by a book- stall. Justas she has settled herself and her flowing folds of snowy drapery on the bench. astout lady. with two bandboxes, a basket, and a bag. advances and sinks breathlessly into the vacant seat next Luli. which Duke was about to occupy. The lovers exchange comically piteous looks. as it is manifestly impossible to continue a confidential conversation across the portly person of the intervening stranger. to say nothing of the piled-up barrier of small baggageon her lap. “By’r learve!" yells a passing pal-ta; trundliug a. truck over the hem of her dresaa. ' " I shall, I hope,” she answers. bri ghtly. drawing near to him confidentially.g aaif more of the plan remeiued to be unfolded. “Thinking it would be a cheerful piece of news for me? But I do not see the delight of 'oceau wide between us rolling’ for a whole long winter. However, if you are pleasedâ€"I daresay you'll enjoy yourself yery_ much." , “ Yes. there was: and this year the plan has been revived. Mr. and Mrs. Craven came round yesterday to talk about it. You see there will be a capital opportunity this season.“ she pursues. narratively and eagerly, "because they know a gentleman who has a villa on the Lake of Como. and he wants to let it furnished In September. So we might spend the autumn there. take it for three months. you know. and then at Christmas move on down to Rome and Naples, and return in the spring. They brought us a photograph of the villa, and the gentleman‘s letter about terms. and all that; and. in fact. papa and Mr. Craven very nearly arranged it all yesterday. I have been longing to see you and tell you all about it.” “Well. I don‘t remember; but I dare say _t._here was." " Not yet, please ; but it is something that 6033 concern tickets and luggage. You ren amber last year there was a talk of our joining the Crevene in a. trip to some warm climate for the winter? “ Now, Duke." begins Luli. eagerly. as theylemerge on to the platform. “I have sopqtfiniquprx partigulur p9 say to__vou."r .. All right. 219‘“; I'm all atientiazif' In it to propose that we should elope? Is that heap of luggage yours ?- and am I to take the tickets ‘2" The travellers In their turn regard the garden party. some with envy. and some with lofty pity. The garden party are not going abroad ; true-but then they have no luggage to look after. and no Channel crossing before them. And then. too. while the female travellers proper are clad in suite of duet~colored home-epuns and sober checks and modest browns and greys. the ladies of the garden few look so fresh and radiant in their snowy musline and rain- bow-tinted silks! Lilli in too glad of the opportunity of getting out of the crowded group in the waiting-room, and pacing up and down the letlorm with her beloved. The travel- ers rneh frantically about. The garden- party people look half enviouely at the travellers who are bound from sultry Lon- don for the cooling helm of the sea-breezes en(_1_the fresh delight of the Bee-waves. “ ml! I look at her any longer. I shall be polled to tux-toll it of“ so take me :oway on to the platform, out of the way of temppgtlon." I ud it. Trude made tho master u! olmnwood Hull; and now the male: 0! Bolmawood Hall helps art to thrive; and into the treasury of art gold pours from the coffers which trade filled. INSTITUTION (ESTABLISH ED 1874 _L\l OELMAN’S Lute Church Note-I. (To be continued.)