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On the very first day when sh: dared to venture out in a Beth-chair mufilad and veiled, and in a new black dress-lest any one perchance should happen to recogniz) herâ€"She asked to be wheeled to the Lowes- toit pier, and Edie, who accompanied her out on that sad first ride, walked slowly by her side in sympathetic silence. War- ren Ralf followed her tooI but. at a sale dis- tance; he could not think of ohtruding as yet upon her shame and grief; but still he could not wholly deny himself either the modest pleasure of watching her from afar unseen and unsuspected. Warren had hard- I so much as caught a glimpse of Elsie since that night on the Mud l‘ur(1e; but Elsie‘s gentleness and the profundity of her sorrow had touched him deeply. He begin indeed to we set he was tea ly in love wi;h her: and perhaps his suspicion was not on- tirely baseless. He know too well, how- needed no such :1kaer introduction. This mengcment suited both parties ed- mirsbly: end poor heartbroken Elsie, in her present Ihsttered condition oi nerves, was led enough to accept her new friends' kind oepitnlity at Lowestoit for the pre- sent, till she could fly with them at lut, esrl in October. from this deseornted Eng- lm end from the chnnce of running up sgninst Hugh Messinger. Her whole existence summed itself up now in the one wish toeocnpe Hugh. He thought her dead. She hoped in her heart he might never ngnin discover ‘ehe wee living. ‘ l\_ AL- _-__ flâ€"AA ton ; so here was an opnornnity for mutual accommodation. As Edie out the thing. Elsie might almost have supposed, were she so minded. she would be doing Mrs. Ralf an exceptional favour by acce ting the t and accompanying them to taly. An to say the truth, a Girton graduate who had ta en hi h honours at Cambridge was cer- tain] a egree or two better than anything the elicate girls of consumptive tendency could reasonabl have expected to obtain at San Remo. ut none the less the offer was a generous one, kindly meant; and Elsie accede it just as it was intended. It was a fair exchange of mutual services. She must earn her oWn livelihood wherever ‘ she went; trouble, however deep, has al~ ways that special aggravation and that special consolation for penniless people; and in no other house could she possibly have earned it without a reference or teati~ menial from her ‘last employers. The Rolfe _--.I-_I h, _,_ _ __ _v-_â€"- wâ€"‘~ u-u vv uuu III-Illu- " San Remo ;" Elsie echoed. " Why San Remo I" And then Edie explained to her in brief outline that Ihe and her mother went every winter to the Riviera, taking with them a few delicate English girls of consumptive tendency, partly to educate, but more still to escape the bitter .English Christmas. They hired a villaâ€"the same every yearâ€"‘ on a slope of the hills, and engaged a resi- dent governess to accompany them. But as chance would have it, their last governess had:ja:t gone off, in the nick of time, to get married to her faithful bank clerk at Brix- really living." Edie stroked her smooth black hair with a. gentle hand ; she had views of her own el~ ready, had Edie. “It's; far cry to Loch Awe, darling." ehel murmured softly. " Better conne_with_mother and me to San Remo." "I wish." aha cried {xii}.- agony to Edie, “I could go away and hide myself for over in Canada or Australia or somewhere like thatâ€"where he would never know I was rea_lly_livlng_."_ _ For Winifred'e sake? Nay, rather for his own. For in spite of everything, ehe still loved him. She could never forgive him. Orif she didn't love the Hugh that really wee, she loved at least the memory of the Hugh that was not {and that never had been. For his dear lake she could never ex- poee that other base creature that bore his name and wore his features. For her own love'e eake, she could never betray him. For her womanly consistency, for her sense of identity, she couldn't turn round and tell the truth about him. To acquiesce in a lie was wrong perhaps; but to tell the truth would havebeen more than human. Besides, she didn’t wish to make Winifred unhappy. Winifred loved her cousin Hugh. She saw that now; she recognised lit ois~ tinotly. She wondered she hadn‘t seen it lainly long before, “1 inifred had often an so full of Hugh; had asked so many questions had seemed so duply interested in all that concerned him. And Hugh had ofi'ered his heart to Winifredâ€"be the same more or less, he had at least offered it. Why should she wish to wreck Winifred’s life, as that_cruel, selfish. ambitious man had wreck- ed her own 2 She couldn't tell the whole truth now without exposing Hugh. And 1 for Winifreo's sake at least she would not4 expose him, and blight Winifred's dream at ' the vellmamen‘t of 'its first tull ecstaey. -‘- Elsie spent a full fortnight, or even more, at Lowestoit; and belore she vacated her hospitable quartera in the Relfs' moms. it was quite understood between them all taat she was to [allow out the sim le plan of action so hastily sketched by die to Warren. Elsie's one desire now was to esoa observa tion. Eyes teemed to peer at her roar every corner. She wanted to fly for ever ire-m Hughâ€"from that Hugh who had at last so unoonsoicusly revealei to her the inmost depths of his own abject and tellrcentred nature; and she wanted to beaaved the hide- ous necessity lor explaining to others what only the three Relts at present knewâ€"the way she had come to leave \Vhirestrand. lingering for sympathy, as Women will hunger in a great sorrow. she had opened to ‘ Edie, bit by bit, the floodgates of her grief. and told piecemeal the whole 01 her inlul and pitiable story. In her own min , Eleie was tree from the reproach of an attempt at i self~murder; and Edie and Mrs Rclf accept- ed in good iaith the poor hoart-hteken girl‘s account of her adventure; but she could never hope that the outer world could be in- duced to believe in her asecrted innocence She dreaded the nods and hints and suspi- cions and innuendoes of our bitter society : she shrank from exposing herself to its sneers or its sympathy, each almost equally dis- tasteful to her delicate nature. She was threatened with the pillory of a newspaper paragraph. Hugh Massinger's lie afl‘orded her now an easy chance of escape. She accepted it willingly, with out afterthought. All she wanud in her trouble was to hide her poor head where none would find it; and Edie llelf's plan enabled her to do this in. the surest and safest possible gunner, _ CHAPTER XVIII.-Courucunoxs. THE THREAD OF LIFE SUNSHINE AND SHADE. Ha ploddcd,plodded, plodded, over on, stumbling womrlly over that endless shingle. thirsty and foouore, milo after mils, yo: glad to he rcllcvod for a while from the ntnln of hlulong h pool-lay, and to lot the tears flow easily an naturally one after the so. He looked upon that fierce trump in the eye of the sun, trudging ever on over those baking stones, end through that barren spit ‘ of and and shingle, to some extent in the 1 light of n sell-imposed penanceâ€"e pemnce, and yet a aplend d indulgence as well ; for here there was no one to watch or observe him. Here he could let the tears trickle down his face unroproved. and no longer pretend to believe himself happy. Here there was no Winifred to tease him with her love. He had sold his own soul for a few wretched acres of stagnant salt marsh : he could gloat now at his ease over hip hateful bargain ; ho _oould call himself ‘ Foel‘ at tle top of his voice : h? could [r ”in and sigh and be an 81d as night, no man hin- dering him. It was an orgy of remorse, and ho gave way to it with wild orginstic fer- You I‘. For, horrible to relate, all this time, with that burden of agony and anguish and sus- pense weighing down his soul like a mass ‘0! lead, he had had to play as best he might,_ every night and morning, at the ardour of young love with that girl Winifred. He had had to imitate with hate- ful skill the wantonness of youth and the ecstasy of the hap ily betrothed lover. He had to wear a Ins-s of pleasure on his inch- ed taco while his heart within was all oi bitterness, as he cried to himself more than once in his reckless agony. After such un- natural restraint, reaction was inevitable. It became a delight to him to get away for once from that grim comedy, in which he acted his part with so much apparent ease, and to face the genuine traged of his miser- able life, alone and undisturbe with his own remorselul thopghts for a few short hours or â€"'-"- nun-MVQ “savvy-J VI auuuvvul' as to Elsie’s fate. set out one morning in a dogeart from \Vhitestrand, and drove along the coast with his own thoughts. in a blazing sunlight, as faras Aldeburgh. There the road abruptly stops. No highway spans the ridge of beach beyond: the remainder of the distance to the Low Lioht at Orford~ ness must be accomplished on foot, along a fist bank that stretches for miles between sea and river, untrodden and traekleas, one bare plank waste of sand and shingle. The ruthless sun was pouring down upon it in full force as Hugh Massinger began his soli- tary tramp along that uneven road at the Martello Tower, just south of Aldeburgh. The more usual course is to sail by sea ; and Hugh might indeed have hired a boat at Slaughden Quay if he dared ; but he feared to be recognized as having come from \Vhitestrand to make inquiries about the unclaimed body ; for to reuse suspicion would be doubly unwise: he felt like a mur- derer, and he considered himself one by im- plication already. If other people grow to suspect that Elsie was drowned, it would go hard but they would think as ill of him as he thought of himself in his bitterest moments. It was about a' week. later that Hugh Musinger, goaded by remorse, and unable any longer to endure the suspense of hear- ing not'hing‘further directly or indirectly, 4“ But even so, it cost her hard. They were Hugh’s lettersâ€"those precious much~loved letters. She went home that morning cry- ing bitterly, and she cried till night, like one who mourns her lost husband or her chi dren. They were all she had left of Hugh and of her day-dream. Edie knew exactly what she had done, but avoided the vain efl‘ort to comfort or console her. |" Com- fortâ€"comfort scorned of devils l” Edie was woman enough to know she could do nothing. She only hold her new friend’s hand tight clasped in hers, and cried beside begin mute_aistorly ayrnpqthy. They had burnt into her flesh, lying there in her bosom. She could carry them about next her bruised and wounded heart no longer. And now on this very first day that she had ventured out, she buried her love and all that belonged to it in that deep :here Hugh Moulnger himself had sent er. \Varr'en Relf, skulking hastily down the steps behind that lead to the tidal platform under the pier, had no doubt at all in his own mind what the object was that Elsie had flung with such fiery force into the deep water; for that night on the Mud-Turtle as he tried to restore the in- sensiblo girl to apassing gleam cf life and consciousness, two distinct articles had fallen. one by one, in the hurry of the moâ€" ment, out of her loose and drippin bosom. He was not curious, but he conl n’t help} observing them. The first was a bundle of water-logged letters in a hand which it was impossible for him not to recognise. * The second was a rettv little lady's watch, in gold and ensure , with a neat inscription engraved on a shield on the back, “E. 1;. from H. M," in Lombardic letters. It wasn‘t \Varren Reli'e fault it he knew then who H. M. was; and it wasn't his fault if he knew now that Elsie Challoner had form- ally renounced Hugh Massinger’a love, by flinging his letters and presents bodily into the deep sea, where no one could ever pos- silfly recover them. ever, the depth of her diutrcu to drum 0! . pruning 0V8]! hi5 Iymptthy upon her at IO mopportuno t moment. If ever the right. limo (or him came 5% I", it could come, he i knew, _only i_n tyopmote lu_t_ur_o. _ _ At the End of the pier, Elsie helted the choir, end made the chairman wheel itu ehe directed, exactly opposite one of the open gnpe in the barrier of woodwork that no round it. Then the reiud herself up with difficult from her sent. She was holding telnet ing tight in her emnll right head ; she had drawn it that moment from ‘ the [016- of her boeom. It was 3 pocket of ‘ upere, tied carefully in e Knot with some ‘ env object. Warren Reli,obeerving ceu tioue y from behind. felt euro in his own mind it was a heavy object by the curve it deecribed as it wheeled through the air when Elsie threw it. For Elsie had risen now. pale end red by turns, and wee fling- ‘ ing it out with fcverieh energy in n sweep ing arch fer, far into the water. It struck the curfece with n dull thudâ€"the heavy thud cfe stone or a metallic body. in a second it had ennk like lend to the bottom. and Eltie, bunting into a silent llaod of were, had ordered the chairman to take her home again; -_ lfo stood there long. barohcldod In the sun. I". remom wu gmwlng the voty Elsle's grnv'e 2 If only he could be sure It was really Elalc'a ! He willwd he could. In time, then, he might venture to put. up a hudswno “ith just her inltlllaâ€"tlu as sacred Initials. But no; he dared not. And por- lnps alter all, it. might nnt be Elsie. (‘nrpsoa came up here often and often. Had they not hurled whole ahlplonda tugethor, as the lighthoummnn assured him, after a terrible tempest? ‘ ‘in e sniitery mood, towerds the desolei’e greveyerd. The li hthouse-men went beck, rolling e quid in is bul cheek. tohis monotonous evooetions. ugh stumbled over the send with blinded eyes end tot- tering feet till he reeohed the plot with its little group of rude mounds. There wes mound fer newer end fresher then ell the rest, end ewooden iebel stood et its heed with e number roughly screwled on it in wet paintâ€""NO." His hoert ieiled end sank within him. So this wee her greveiâ€" .lsie's grave i Elsie, Elsie. poor deso- lete, ehendoned, .heert-hrolren Elsieâ€"He took of!" his hat in reverent remorse es he stood by its side. 0 heeven. how he longedto be dead there with her ! Should he fling himself off the top of the lighthouse now? Should he cut his throat beside her nemeless greve? Should he drown himself with Elsie on thet ho eiess stretchof wild crest? Or should he i ve on still. a mistr- ehlo, ureteh ed, self-condemned coweni, to ply the p.nelty of his crueltyemi hie bxue- ‘ neg: through years of egony ? _ , ‘ 'fle Inughed low to himself st his own grim wit; and Hugh. unable to conceal his diegna’, wulkod off .1090, u if my lyolljng I- - _,I.'A___ _,, I The- man waved his hand with a careless dash towards a sandy patch just beyond the High Light. " Over yonder,” he answered, ' There's ahiploads of 'em onder. Easy diggingâ€"easier ’an the ehing e. “’0 plant- ed the crew of a llambnrg‘ brigantine there in a lump last win r. Vent ashore on the Gaza Sands. All ands drowndedâ€"r about a baker's dozen of ’em. Coroner comes over by boat from Orford an’ sits npon' em‘ here on the epot, so you may term it.‘ That' consecrated ground. Bishop ran down and said his prayers over it. A cozpec couldn't lie better or more oonfortablor. ' it comee to that. in Kensal Green Simmer- Aru ll ety_. “ Found drowndod.” Convenient van-dict- aaveo a night of trouble.” “ Where do you bury them 2” Hugh Mixed1 113355in able to control his emotion. The lighthouse-man nodded. ‘ But what‘s the good Iâ€"nn evidence,’ he continued. ‘N 0% identified. They mostly ain’t, these here drowndod bodies. Jury brought it in It Won-“l Juanaâ€"AAA I) F.......:...; _-_J!,A The answerucaatau unexpected floodof light on the aeefuiug view of the treuure~trove of corpses, for which Hugh hsd hardly before been prepared in his own mind. That would account for her not being recognised. ‘ Did they hold an Inquest 2‘ he ventured to ask nervously. _ The man eyed him suspiciously ukeuce. Detective in disguise. or what? he wonder- ed. “ Ask the cutter'e man,” he dmwled out slowly, after: long pause. “ 'Teint likely, if there was any jewelry on a corpse, he'd leave it about her for the coroner to claim, til'lnhe'd brought her up here, i9 it 2': , Hugh continued his inquiries with breath- lees interest a few minutes longer; then he asked again in e trembling voice: “Any jegelry on her ?7" 7 Bela. Lowestoft, Whiteatmnd, Sonth'wold, Aldebnrghâ€"might’ u been any on 'em. ” “ How should I know 2" the mun answer- ed with something very like a shrug. “They don't carry their names nn' addresses writ ten on 'their foiehgg‘ds, u if they weye v99- ‘ “ Corpses 2" “ Ah, corpses, I believe you. Drownded. Heaps of ’em." “ Here 3" " “’ell, sometimes. On the north side, mostly. Drift with the tide. Cntber's men found one only a week or two ego, as it might be Saturday. Right over yonder, by the royne. to windward." “ silos '3" " Not this timeâ€"gelâ€"yonng women." “\Vhere did she come from?" Hugh asked eagerly, yet suppressing hie eager- ngtlls in his face and voice as well as he was a e. The man nodded. “ An” death, too,” he wanted with uncompromising brevity. “ Whack: 2" .Lruuey nouns uwum~ouuwr," me man replied to his short nu gated query, with e aideloug jerk of his earl to southward. “ Twice a month. Very fair grub. Biscuit un' pork en' tinned meet: an' nich like." “ Queer employment, the cuttar’e men," Hugh interposed quietly, “ Must see a deal of life in their way sometimes.” For twenty minutes they talked on in this brief disjointed Span-tau fashion, with quee. tion and euewer u to the life at. Oriordnese tossed to 5nd fro like u quick ball between them, till at last Hugh touched an if by no- cident. but with supreme ekill, upon the abetchihues't'ion of provisioning lighthouses. “ Amusement‘," Huzh anuw'ered, ogtdhing thg man's laconic manna: to the echo. The man otoodowilh his bond on his hip, and watched the stranger long and close, with frank mute curiosity, as one watches a wild beast in its on e at a managetio. At has be broke the aofismn silonca once more with the one inquisitive word, “ Why !" ll Amn-nmnnv -' u-..| nnnnnnn “A A-‘-L:__ 5‘ You, trumped it,” Hugh answered with a wen-y sigh. and relapsed into silence, too utterly tired to think of how he had best set “out the prosecution of his delicate inquiry, no! that he had got there. _ “ Tramped it. "' he asked curtly with ing‘uiring glmoo glong the qhingle boaph. Ac lat, titer mile upon mile of weary Iluggeriug. he reached the Low Light, and In dowu. exhuutod. on the bare shingle in» outside the lighthousokeeper'o quu‘ 3:11. Strangers are rare at Ofordneu; and t ammo-looking man. sourced by solitude, soon presented himolf at the door to sure at tho new-comer. other down his hed cheek. Truly he walked in the gal“?!c bltterneu and in the bond of lnlqulty. The lron waa enterlu lu- te hie own eoul ; and yet he hugged it. he gloom of that barren etretoh of water-worn pebbles. the weird and wideepread deeola tlon of the landmpe, the fierce glare of the mid-day aun that poured down merolleuly on his aching head, all chimed in congenial- ly with hie pment brooding and melancho- ly humour, and gave eurength to the polar nanny of hie remoree and regra. He could tenure hinuelf to the bone in theee emall matters, for dear Eleie'e eelre; he could do penance, but not reatltution. He couldn't even eu tell out the truth before the whole world, or right the two women he had cruelly wronged, by an open con- tension. “ “Tgimty Hopse steam cutter,”u the man u lng hmri" ought to be morérgllvmolfi-bt’l‘. than usual. Tho most brilliant put ol the dll lay will :olubly occur on the evening of 810 10th. 1» Thlaiuu great year tor colipoos. Fonr hove almdy taken lace. and anorhor ono -â€"a pmrtiui oolipao oi, the sun invisible: in America â€"-ia duo on Wednesday next. Of those that are put. two woro total oclipaos of the moon and two partial eclipses of tho sun. The former took placo on Jnnmr ‘28 and July ‘2‘.’ respectively. and were hot visible horo : the latter to it place Fabrnsry II and Julv 9 respectively, and were both invisible hero. (in tho tlzh inst. the earth will p‘ungo into a meteoric zone. and " fall- ing ntara': ought. to be more muncrourl New" (tom the Sheena river relates that the tronbiee there are not no bad as it was feared they Would be. The constable who shot the indian ie tohe tried for man-laugh- ter, and an a reeuit the hoetiiee are aid to be eatiefled. While this information ie brou ht down b a trader. the epeclai con- etab ea are wor ing their way up the river and “ C" Battery is enoamped at Fort Simpson awaiting order-I to proceed. It in to be hoped that the afl'air may prove nothing but a more. When over, it will be well for the Government to relieve the Indians of any grievance they maybe iahouring under. “ No, not e fer-den," the fellow Bill ree- pended in a disconeolate voice. “ Wy should there be, neither? That‘s 'ow I put it. ’Teln't e nob‘e. Turns out she warn’t nobody. after all, but one, 0' these 'ere light-o‘dovee down yonder at Lowestoit. Most ’11 been a eailor‘e Poll, I take it. Throwed ’ereeli in off Loweatoft pier one dark night, might be three weeks gone or might be a fortnight, on account of e alter» cation she'd ’e bin ’avin with n youn man as she was keepin’ company with. â€" 'ever seen A more promisin’ nor a more diesppin- 3 tin' corpse in my born days. Won I pride! ’er up, says I to Jimâ€"“Jim," says I, es confident as a churchwarding, “you may take your (levy on it ehe’e e nob, thie gel, by the mere look 0’ ’er, ’en there's money on the body."â€"“’y, 'er drone elone would ’e made anyone take ’er for a enu-wine lady. An’ ’ow does it turn out 2 A ed lot ! J net the parish pay for 'er, en’ ‘ that in Suffolk. If it ’edn't bin for a article tor two in the way of rings as fell off ’er fin~ zero, in the manner 0' epenkin’, en‘ dropped on I mny eey into e 'onoet man'e pocket on 'e was a e oerryin’ ’er in to take 'er to the mor- tueryâ€"wat do seem probable,it'e m belief uthet there 'oneet men might ’n in out a ehillin' or no in 'ie private account: through the intereet he'd ’e took in thet there worth- less en’ nnprinoipled yonn women.â€" Corpeoe mey look out for t eireelvee in future on for ee I'm concerned. I've ’ed too much of them : they're more bother'n they‘re worth. That's about the long en' short of I. H " No 2" the inggtllogatiyely: " How 3 things with you. "' he asked with a lung h. "Pretty much alike, and that stodgy,” the otheyx- answered grimly.“ How’s yours?“ “ Well, we’ve tracked down that there body,” the Trinity~Honee~mnn said casually; “ the gel'e, I mean, as I picked up on the acne : an’ after all my trouble, Tom, you woulln’t believe it, but, hang it all, there ain’t never 5 penny on it.” _ "No?" _ the lighthouse-man murmured At that same instant at the Low Light the cutter’a man, come ,acroas in an open boat from Orford, was talking care!esaly to the nuclei-ling at the lighthouse. ll tf__ - LL!__- _2LL ,,,,, an i n y He picked it up with tremulous fingers an kissed it tenderly ; then he slipped it unob- served into his breast-pocket, close to his heartâ€"Elsie's watch lâ€"and began his return journey with an achin bosom, over those 1hotbare stones, away ack to Aldeburg'n. ‘ The beach seemed longer and drearier than before. The orgy of remorse had passed away now ,and the coolness of utter despair had come over him instead of it. Half-way on, he sat down at last. wearier than ever, on the long pebble ridge, and gazed once more with swimming eyes at that visible token of Elsie’s doom. Hope was dead in his heart now. Horror and agony brooded over his soul. The world without was dull and dreary ; the world within was a tem- pest of passion. He would freely have iven all hefpossessed that moment to be de and buried‘in one grave mth Elsie. ‘ It was Elie’e watch, but rolled by the cur rent from Loweeteft pier, u the lighthouse- mnn had rightly told him was usual, end cast uhore, as everything else was always out, by the side of the groyne where the stream in the sea turned eharply outward st thiextgegne eastern meat poiht of_ Sufl'oik. now. No need for further dongotona nes- tloniog. It was by Ellie's grave indoo he had just been standing. E'sie lay bnxied there beyond *ho shadow of n doubt. un- known and diohononred. It was Elsie’u grave and Elaio’u wotch. Whatxoom for hope or for four any longer I“ - llught altered. He knew (all well he was routine suspicion; yet he couldn‘t re- frain for all that from gratifyin his eager and burning desire to knuw alf he could about poor martyred Elsie. He dared not ask what had become of the clothes, much as he longed to learn, but he wandered away slowly. step siter step, to the side of the groyno. its further face was sheltered by heaped-up shingle from the lighthouse msn's eye. hush sat down in the shade, close 1 under the timber balks, and looked around him alon the beach where E'sie had been was ed ashore, a lifeless bnrd burden. Something yellow glittened on the sands hard by. As the sun caught it. it or. ‘ sracted for a second his casual attention by its olden shlmmerinq. His heart come up wit-g a bound into his mouth. He knew i: â€"he knew itâ€"he knew it in a flash. It was Elsle's watch! Elsie's! Elsie's! The watch he himself had given â€"years and years ago â€"no; six weeks since onlyâ€"as a birthday presentâ€"to poor dear dead Elsie. Then Elsie was dead 1 He was sure of it The men eyed him sharp and hnrd. “ You seen precious union: about that there Voun woman." he mewered coldly. " She (loves dong-[do by the groyne ova yonder. Tide throwed her up. That‘s where they moldy come nshore lroxn L meetofs or Whitestnnd. Current sweeps 'un right along the coat till they remh the neu ; then it throw. ’em up by the gmyne u ro-g hr as one o'clock. There's A oroee current there; We the! u makeujhe pointrnqithe undbenk." life but 0! him. He Is: rooted to the spot. Blah hold him spellbound. At long": he nomad himself. Ind with . terrible olfntl ro- turnod to the lighthouse. “ When did you say this [at body came up 1" he uked the (mu In as careless t voice a he could cuily mater. ('m m: com-mush.) " You must lead quite a putoral lilo," hid the woman to the tramp, “roam over the country in this beautiful weather. “ RMhor mom of a pasiure‘al life. mldhm,” replied the tram , sadly 3 "I slept in the open air with oig t cows last night." [Note :â€"Esch “no in the chorus h repeated (our times. and it a number of voices on join in. the beauty of :he chews on be heighten“ by emh pm mm“ the wording.) ~ Chorus :â€" (Treble) We are ailing grind and (m, (Alto) We are ailing glad and free. We an ailing ‘ hd and true. - (Tenor) We, ue wlimz. sailing, sailing. sailing. sail- ____I__l ,,). ins: zlnd Ahd free (8133) We are keeping jubilee, we ue keeping jubi- ee. w--- V w ‘l'"" to the improvement (f hie country in the useful arte. Accordingly the Seoxch owe to him the tanner: and the mill for making pot or hulled barley. Having resided a conuder- able time in Holland,alonn with other Britiah malcontente, before the Revolution, he had obtained there the two instrument: already mentioned; and at a future period of his life he contrived to import them to his on native country. With this View, in 1710 he took James Meikle, a millwri ht in his neigho bourhood, to Holland. Mr eikle went to Amsterdam, and Mr Fletcher teak up his reaidonce at the Hague. The correspond- ence between them is said to be still in ex- iatence ; and from thence it appears that the iron work of the barley-mill was purchased in Holland. As the Dutch were always ex. tremely jealous of the upartation or intro~ duction to foreign countries of any of their manulecturea or instruments, Mr Meikle in said to have been under the necessity of disguising him as a menial servant of hie employer's lady, and in that character ob- tained permission to ace the inatrumenta which he wished to imitate by attending the lady on pretended viaite of curiosity. Mr Meikle, on hi: retum to Salt-)un,erected a barley-mill there, and made and acid the instrument called the farmers. The barley- mill had constant employment, and Saltoun barley was written upon almost every petty shop in the Scottish villages. A Boating Song. Wn'flen at Lake St. hunch, July 1338. Hunt:â€" “lSaiIin; o'er the Sea." In“ L A. uonusus, 13103:). When the vernal dau no done And the sultry summer Iun, It; lmguor over mture bring,â€" Then came shadr cool retren: From ‘he City's glare and heat. mu: hum: end healing in it; wings. lucked on w lml ere he could Inp. Ills lip. ngen‘le ohzh mmo from; Because ho Hirml mo hwy up To find out when the my came from X The oelebreted Fletcher oi Seitoun. who distinguished himself so remerkubl by his politiceLhoetiliti to the tyranny o the int tWo rinces of t e house of Stunrt. by hie an! or the Revolution under King Williem, end by his oppaeition to the legielntive union between England And Sootinnd, by which llu separate importance of the latter we. for ever lost. end its prosperity. notwith- shading. wonderfully promoted. we: the firiuoipnl pmntietor of e iuge district in nddiugtonshire, in which ere eitneted the villuee of Saitoun. Rant and \Veeh. When Mr Fletcher new the union fully eetnbihhed, end hie own politicnl career M: n alone, he appare to have directydhie noti\'e_lpirit .5 -L- :__,,_.7 uvuu uw uuuuu. Ill Inn. "And ulnrntd lts brother flute. ‘ '50 one whn mule the tune In one. And nlso what mule the outer hot. The unfiust In the doll packed For Man a wlld ollnc on had. ' A wnk‘h he could not Ion-o lnhct. - I-‘rom thls amt “(Junction hul. llo dug. to see how “I." grow. A blcyolo ho to: k acut- l-‘olkc locked up on t it booksâ€"they know He lo\ ed to m. a book opus A drum hnd wondrous chum- lor him To tee just when the nolso came out; \\ lth hlm around me ohonce mu slim Th“ unhroke any to; 9 came out But As he mauled About one dm. “Rh hungn cur: 'oslty. And near the cradle ( hnncod to am), lls chock ll “llh \elooil). Till. with songs. the welkin tingh, And the Inkeâ€"embowered in Its memâ€" Givea-fcr body. mind sud heartâ€" Added strength to do life's part. From the sweet enchmtments o! the scene. BY (ll-JR!!! COOPER. Fran Ml’l)‘ dnwn he round shout Win: xilnm inqniuitorinl, And in the home. llkowiu without. Re h it some and memoriaL No one could to". irom those mild eyec. Whu bl! remote intention wu; He loved to wnylny tad aurprie. And flaming his invention was. A \jioilnrhe brains. in fun. Hereâ€"in htetui days of old- Dire Rebellion wrath'ul roll'd,-â€" LOyal sons canzerred the Nution's “‘0, And upmared “ Glmgsrry’: Cairn" â€"0n thn “ Whilbm'nged Dora's" refuraâ€" To express their devotion to the cute. Here “SL LIwrence” limpid green Blends with ” Fraser's" murky sheen, While uny ‘hrough "The Cedars" it descends.- Where it joins " {Ma-tars" tide And Mont~Royale'o Isles divide. Till “ l'erchercs" make them undivided friends. So. where I the St. Francis lies. â€"-Ovenrched by jewel‘d skiesâ€" In t cosy cottage on its bulls, 'Neath the sprudinc ma lo trees.- Fua'd bv cool refreshing reexaâ€" We join with the linneu In our thinks. I‘ll] |_n_obler !q\_o mgue o‘e; mo, AM I ”up ht her lone retreat; W _her_e our wq iqrmian'd nor.) . We would all-an mnl together. And then go with aching he": Siehing son (or one moth". To some solitude npu't. 0h 'tis no‘ the burden‘d brain â€" In in dull mekhodic strunâ€" Ctn flush the thoughts tint breathe and burn' . Weary hands In leeble will __ Ca_n_ with taut impgrfect skill Emh's wondrous Ems t6 1316i: tum. Then I slighted her on purpose. And I "nerd her unkind; And lac: med all her sonown. Till she faded, droop'd and pin'd. Lllfifl SWRGIOX Once I thought her look! were hlughtv, And her love was growingocld, And her smiles were hint and weuy ; And her hith was 103%: hold. LI) Trelresheziâ€"our nature sings. Ended moot divlfieli iw’eet. Fletcher or Sallonn. A Sweet Story. Boy-Like.