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III. and Iain “id W6? it 13 mai the; pra life Che plea To alo bu km 01' Bin ha. fr: 'thc I1) t1 t1 e: the Isle at Wight that she rarely flited, and lastly a place at Madeira Ehere aha lined for nearly half the year. :here never had been a breath of scanâ€" 81 against her name, nor had she giv- in cause florr any. “As for loving,” she “Poor'fellmy! Perhaps he is very {and of you.” "Not a biit of it. He is fond otmy good lpoks 3an my money. I will tell ya: the substance of his speech this morning. [He stood like this, with his hands in his pockets. and ssid, “I am now scsbinet minister. It is sgood thin: that s cabinetminister should have somebody presentable to sit st the head of his tsble. You are presentable. "Now, Agatha, I'm going, and there’s an end of it. so it is no use arguing. You can stay here and give a series of ball and dinners. if you like." “Nonsense, dear; me give parties in- deed. and you at Madeira! ,Why, it’s just as though you asked Ruth to en- tertain the reapers without Naomi. I’Ll go and give the orders; but I do hope that it will be calm. \Vhy do you want to go now 7" . “I'll tell you. Lord Minister has been proposing to me again, and an- W his intention of going on do- ing so till I accept him. You know he he just got into the cabinet. 80 he he. celebrated the event by asking me Myrry‘him. for the third time." - Stifll, with all her money, her places. hea- offers of marriage, and her self- made occupations, Mildred Carr was es- lentially “a weary woman, sunk deep in ease and sated with her life." With- in that little frame of hers, there beat a great active heart, ever urging her onward toward an unknown end. She would describe herself as an ill-regu- lated woman," and the description was not without justice, for she did not pos- sess that placid, even mind which is so necessary to the comfort of English ladies, and which enables many of: them to bury a husband or a lover as oomposedly as they take him. She would have given worlds to be able to fall in love with some one, to fill up the daily emptiness of her existence with an- other's joys and griefs, but she could not. Men passed before her in endless procession. all sorts and conditions of them. and for the most part were anxi- ous to marry her, but they might as well have been a string of wax dolls for aught she could care about them. To her eyes. they were nothing more than a succession of frock-coats and tall hats, full of shine and emptiness, sig- nifying nothing. For their opinion too, and that of the society which they helped to form. she had a most complete and wrong-headed contempt. She cared nothing for the ordinary laws of social life, and was prepared to break through them on emergency, as a wasp breaks through a spider’s web. Perhaps she guessed that a good deal of breaking would be forgiven to the owner of such a lovely face, and more than twenty thousand a year. With all this, she was extremely observant, and possess- One day, about a. week before Arthur departed from the Abbey House, Ag- atha Terry was sitting in the blue drawing-room in the house in Grosv- enou' Square. when Mrs. Carr came in, almost at a run. slammed the door he- hind her and plumped herself down in a chair with a sigh of relief. "Agatha, give orders to pack up. We will go to Madeira by the next boat." "Goodness gracious, Mildred! across that dreadful hay again; and just think how hot it will be. and the beginning of the season, too.” ed, umknown'bo herself, 'greatOpowers of mind, and great though dormant, capacities for passion. In short, this hula wgman, with the baby fm, smil- g ”I do adore a. mummy," she would By, "I am small enough in mind and Jody already, but it makes me feel imbes smaller. and I like to measure EMU awn diminutivemess. She was not much of a reader; life W88. 8110 declared, too short to waste in study; but, when she did take up a. hack, it was generally of a. nature that mt woman. of her class would have ing and serene as the blnie sky that hides the gathering hurricane, was ra- ther ogidgr .than _th-e majprigty of her sex, which is perhaps saiing Va great deal. called stiff, and then sm could read it without going to sleep. In addistiovn to these occupations, Mrs. Carr had had various crazes at differ- ent stages of her widowhoo¢ which had now endured for some five years. She had traveled, she had “gone in for art;” once she had speculated a. little, but finding that fiovr a. women, it was a. los- inc game, she was too shmewd to con- tinue this last pastime. But she always came back to her beetles and her mum- «or late husband, who had left her a urge collection of Egyptian antiqui- 37; me 1310 a: ‘ hind, and 1331 here she lined! are never had :31 against her 3“1) cause for any 3(111:! say, “the Té'ere beetles and clover naturali mt of the lore inns. The beet: pd been the 00 she two sciences m- m mrahaei; éhe two sciences, since beetles had led for to acrabaei, and scarabaei. to the imam husks with which they are babe mad; but this statement, though sm- wt of the lore of the ancient Egyp- inns. The beetles, she would explain, ;Ad been the connecting link between wing, was not strictly accurate, as she :ad in reality contracted the taste from '(llld say, “the only things she loved 'ere beetles and mummies,” for aha was clover naturalist, and a faithful stud- “I have come to say," she said, with a slight bow of recognixion to the clerk. “that I have changed my mind about my berth; instead of the starboard deck cabin I should like to have the port. I think that it will be cooler at this time of year, and also will you please malfe srrangemeqts for three horses." All of which. of course, had little in- terest for Arthur; but what did rather startle him was her voice, when she spoke. From such a woman one would naturally have expected a voice of a corresponding nature, namely, one of the soft and murmering order; but hers, on the contrary, though sweet, was de- cided and clear as a bell, and with a peculiar ring in it that he would have recognized amongst a thousand others. On her entrance Arthur stepped on one side. ,_ ____â€"-â€" vâ€"vâ€" -v- “-‘VV “v a“ “Iiâ€"am exgm'wvefyv sorry, Mrs. C‘arr:” the clerk answered; “but the port cabin is engaged; in fact, this gentleman has just taken it.” “0b., in that cue"â€"with a little "W hat do you mean 2” asked Arthur, his curiosity slightly excited. ‘I meanâ€"my word. here she comes.’ 'At that moment the swizng doors of the office were pushed open, and there came through them one of the sweet- est, daintiest little women Arthur had ever seen. She was no longer quite young. She might be eight-andâ€"tiwen- ty or thirty; but, on the other hand, maturity had but added to the charms of youth. She had big, brown eyes that Arthur thought could probably look langu shizng, if they chose, and that even in repose were full of expres- sion. :1 face soft and blooming as a peach, and round as v. baby’s, surmount- ed by a quantity of nut-brown hair. the very sweetest mouth, the lips rather full, and just s'nmvng a line of pearl, and lastly. what loosed rather add on such an infantile countenance, u lirzn. square, and very determined, if very diminutive. chin. lor the rest, it v~as diflieult to sxy \vih h was the most per- feet. her fi gure or her dress. Arthur arrilved in town in a melan- choly condition. {His was a. tempera.- ment peculiarly liable to suffer from attacks of depmession. and he had, with some excuse, a sufficiently severga ope on him now. Do what he would, he could not for a single hour free his mind from the sick longing to see or hear from Angela, that in additionoto the mental distress it occasioned him, amounted almost to a physical pam. After two or three days of lounging about his clubâ€"for he was in no mood for going outâ€"he began to feel that this sort of thing was intolerable, and that it was absolutely necessary .for hign to go somewhere or do something: “iHowever,” the clerk added, by way of consolation, “this one, pointing to Mrs. Carr’s name on the list, “is as 80051 as a cargo," and he wh'istLed, ex- It so Happefiéd {heâ€"Lt, just after he had come to this decision. he overheard two men, who were sitting at the next table to him in the club dining room. talking of the island of Madeira, and Speaking of it as a charming place. 'He' accepted this as an omen, and determin- ed that to Madeira he should go. And, the place would suit him as well as why other to get through a portion of his year of probation in, and, whilst affordimg a complete change of scene, would not be too far from. England.‘_ And so it came to pass that on the morrow Arthur found himself tn the office of Messrs. Currie Co., for the purpose of booking his berth in the ves- sel that was due to sail on the 14th. There he was informed by the very affable clerk, who assisted him to choose his cabin, that the vessel was unusually empty, and that up to the present time, berths had been taken for only [live ladies, and two of them Jewesses. And so it came to pass that the names of Mrs. Carr, Miss Terry and three serâ€" vanrts appeared upotn the passenger List of Messrs. Donald Currie Co.’s royal main steamship Warwick Castle, due to sail for Madeira and the Cape ports on the 14th of June. "392031183, my dear, if I don’t so sure ag I am a lirving woman” that man will tljre me out and marry me and I dislike him and don't want to marry him. I have a strong will, but his is of iron." »I appreciate beauty, when Ihave timmtomewhecre Igo. I beg that you to think about it. I observe that you take it.” are beautiful. I am not very well-off “Oh, thank you. .You are N?! 800d. ,marry me. and I have sacrificed 9. very *important appointment in order to . come and settle it.’ " Agatha laughed. -. “And how did you answer him?” courtesy. “In his own style. ‘Lord Minister,’I Arthur took off his hat. I said. ‘I am, for the third time, honored "Then we win consider that settled. by your flattering proposal. but I i Good morning, or perhaps I have no wish to ornament your table. ; au revoir;" and. bowing again, no desire to expose my beauty to your ! the affine. Perpetual admirationmand no ambition; ”What is that gentleman's name 9'- to advance your political career. I do i Mrs. Carr asked, when he was gone. not love you, and I had rather become "H , , . th list ‘Ar- the wife of a. crossingsweeper that II ere "‘3 18, 1394-81119, on e ' to loved, than that of a member of the , thu‘r .Preston Beebe/m. passenger governinen't for whom I have every re- Madeira. . ' spect, but no affection} | “Arthur Preston Heighaml’ Mrs. “ ‘As the wife of a. crossing-sweeper, . Carr said to hersellf, as she made her it is probable; he answered, ‘that you Way down to her carriage un Fenohm‘ch would be miserable. As my wife, you Street. “Arthur is pretty, and Pres- would certainly be admired and powâ€" ton is pretty, but I don’t much l'lke lHeigihmm. At any rate. there 18 no 9115141. and cansequentl happy.’ y have i doubt about his being a gentleman. I " ‘Lord Minister,’ I said, ‘you . . . studied human nature but very super- ' wonder what he 18 goung to Madeira. ficially, if you have not learned that 1'01.” H6 has an interesting face. it is better for a woman to be miser- gthmk I am glad we are gains to be able with the man. she loves than “adâ€" {fellow-passengers." mired, powerful and consequently 1199' The two days that remained to him Dy," with one who has no attraction in town, Arthur spent in making his for her.’ - preparations for tieparture; getting 1“er remark is interesting,’ he re- money, buying after the manner of plied; “but I think that there is some- young Englishmen starting on a voy- thing paradoxical about it. I must be age to foreign parts, a large and fear- goztng now, as I have only five minutes fully sharp buntingâ€"knife, as thiough to go to \Vestminster; but I will think Madeira were the home of wild beasts. it over, and answer Ift when we renew and laying in a, stock of various other our conversation, which I propose to articles of a useless description, such as do very shortly. and he was 80118 before impenetrable suin~helmets and leather I could get inanother word}: coats. I â€" “A , -- . “‘A. " ‘Lord Mimieter,’ I said, ‘you {have studied human nature but very super- ficially, if you have not learned that it is better for a woman to be miser- able with the man. she loves than “ad- min-«L powerful and consequently hep- Py,” with one who has no attraction for her.’ â€"vâ€" â€"'â€"v “ ‘Your remark is interesting.) he re- Dlied; ‘bvut I think that there is some- thing paradoxical about it. I must be 80mg now, as I have only five minutes to go to Westminster; but I will think it over, and answer ixt whgn we renejv “But My Should that make you go to Madeira. ’9’" CHAPTER XXXII. It was full twelve o'clock and the last repe was being loosed from the moorings. “Ting-ting" went the en- gine-room bell. “Thud-thud” started the great screw that would not stOp again for so many restless hours. The huge vessel shuddered throughout her frame like an awakening sleeper, and growing quick with life forged an inch or two aheal. Next. a quarter-mas- ter came with two men to hoist up the gangway, when suddenly a boat shot alongside and hooked on. among the occupants of which Arthur had no dif- ficulty in recognizing Mrs. Carr. who sat laughing. like Pleasure. at the helm. The other occupants of the boat, who were not laughing. he guessed to be her servants and the lady who fig- urezl on the passenger list as Miss Ter- Presently the purser sent roun:l the heal-steward, a gentleman whom Ar- thur mistook for the first mate. so smart was his uniform, to collect the letters, and it wrung him not a little to think that he alone could send none. The bell sounded to warn all not sail- ing to hurry to their boats, but still there was nothing to be seen of his acquaintance of the office; and, to speak the truth. he was just a little disap- pointed. for what he had seen of her piqued his curiosity and made him anxi- ous to see more. “I can’t wait any longer.” be heard the captain say; “ she must come on by the Kinfauns.” ty, black-eyed girl of about eighteen, who was, as he afterward discovered. going out under the captain's care to be a governess at the Cape. an'l who, to judge from the intense melancholy of her countenance, did not particular- ly enjoy the prospect. But, with the exception of some heavy baggage that was being worked up from a cargo- boat, by the donkey-engine, and aim:- urious cane-chair on the deck that bore her name, no signs were there of Mrs. Carr. The boat was to sailt at noon- on Fri;- deay, and on Thrursday evening he left Paddington by the mail that reaches Dartmouth about midnight. 0n the pier he and one or two other fellow- passengers found a boat waiting to take .them to the great vesseL, that, painted a duLl gray, lay still and solemn in the harbor as they were rowed up to her. very different from the active, living thing that she was destined to become within the next twenty-four hours. The tide ebbing past her iron sides, the fresh, strong smell of the sea, the tall masts pointing skyward like gigantic fingers, the chime of the bell upon the bridge, the sleepy steward, and the stuffy cabin were aLl a pleasant varia- tion from the every-day monotony of existenoe, and contributed toward the conclusion that life was partially worth! living, even when it could not be liv- ed with Angela. Indeed, so much are we the creatures of circumstance, and so liable to be influenced by sur- roundings, that Arthur, who, a few hours before, had been plunged in- to the depths of depression, turned into his narrow berth}, after a tremend- ous struggle with the sheetsâ€"which stewards arrange on a principle incom- prehensible to land-lubbers, and pro- bably only partially understood by themselvesâ€"with considerable satisfac- tion and a pleasurable sense of excite- ment. The next morning, or rather the ear- lier part of it, he devoted, when he was not thinking about Angela, to arrang- ing his goods and chattels in his small domain, to examining the lovely scen- ery of Dartmouth harborâ€"the sight of which is enough to make any outward- bound individual bitterly regret his determination to quit his native land â€"and to inspecting the outward. man of his fellow-passengers with that icy stolidity which characterizes the true born' Briton. But the great event of the morning was the arrival of the mail-train, bringing the bags destin- ei for various American ports, loose letters for the passengers, and a mot- ley contingent of the passengers them- selves. Amongst these latter, he had no difficulty in recognizing the two Jewesses, ot whom the clerk in the of- fice, had spoken, who were accompan- ied by indivduals presumably their hus- bands, and very remarkable for the Splendor of their diamond studs. and the dirtiness of their nails. The only other specimen of saloon-passenger wo- mankind that he could see was a pret- “Oh, thank you. You are wary 800d. there bwt I could not think of robbing you thing ° "Bl v “I must implore you to do so. . Rattler than there should be any dizthoulty. I will go below." And then, addressing the clerk: “Be so kind as to chance the cabins." “I owe you many thanks for your courtesy," said Mrs. Carr, with a little: courtesy. Arthur took off big hat. “Then we will conslder Ehattffigtlffl; Bridget, you‘ve broken as much china. this morning as your wages amount to. Now. how can we prevent mgocourring again! - Oi don raises me the other pendulum. Each successive impulse adds to the swing of the sym- pathetic pendulum, which began in an exceedingly small way at the very first stroke of the other pendulum, and this goes on till the sympathetic pen- dulum is making its full stroke. So with the sympathetic tuning forks. Each air wave that is sent out by the initial fork strikes the ether fork and causes at first a slight vibration which accumulates, because each suc- cessive air wave strikes the sympathe- tic fork just at the end of its swing and works in harmony with the nat- ural tendency of the fork to vibrate. The result is a cooperation. Each helps the other. How much better it would be for the world if men would take pattern after this law of physics. . "If you do. young man." ejaculated his apparently unconscious burden with wonderful energy, "I will never forgive you." A remark. the suddenness of which zodstartlerl him that he very nearly 1 . “Thank you. Now lay quite flat. please. She won’t get up again till we (iron anchor at Madeira." “Don’t make me laugh " ansuered Arthur. puffing; for Miss Terry was by no means light. ”or I shall drOp her. " SYMPAT‘HY IN VIBRATION. the other will start up in sympathy. Each sound impulse caused by the vi- bration of the pendulum of. the clock that is running is communicated t) Put John had vanished with a par- ce . “I think so," replied Arthur. “if you don’t mind holding her legs, and pro- vided that the vessel does not roll." and. with an effort, he hoisted Miss Terry baby-fashion into his arms. and staggerei off with her toward the in- dicated cabin, Mrs. Carr, as suggested, holding the lower limbs of the pros- trate lady. Presently she began to laugh. “If you only knew how absurd we look," she said. “Mildred, send some one quick, Ibeg of you,” remarked Miss Terry. in‘ the solemn tones of one who feels that a. crisis is approachipg. “I can’t'éee anbedy except a very dirty sailor." “If I live so long." murmured the invalid. “And no wonder. if you will insist upon coming up ladders head down- ward. \Vhere’s John? He will help you to your cabin; the deck one. next to mine.” “You are very kind; but she can’t walk. I know her ways; she has got to the stage when? she must be carried. Ca'n_ yep manage her?” Mr. Thompson laughed and passed on. At this moment Mrs. Carr per- ceived .Arthur, and, bowing to him, they fell into conversation about the scenery through which the boat was passing on her way to the Open sea. Before very long, indeed, as soon as the vessel began to rise and fall upon the swell, this talk was interrupted by a voice from the seat where Miss Terry had been placed. "Mildred." it said; “I do wish you would not come to sea; I am beginning to feel ill.” “Permit me." said Arthur, stopping to the rescue. Mrs. Carr was evidently accustomed to being obeyed. for, thus admonish- ed. John seized the struggling and shrieking Miss Terry. and bore her to the edge of the boat, where she was caught by two sailors, and amid the cheers of excited passengers, fairly dragged on the deck. “Oh, yes, we should have, Mrs. Carr; the skipper heard about it. because he waited for you_ before." “Oh! Mrs. Carr." said the chief offi- cer, reproachfully, when Miss Terry had been satisfactorily deposited on a bench. “ you are late again; you were late_ last _ voyage." “Not at all, Mr. Thompson. I hate spending longer than is necessary aboard ship, 80, when; the train got in, I tob-k a boat and went for a row in the harbor. I knew that vou would not go without me." “Well, be’re I am, and I promise that I won’t do it again.” _ “John." called Mrs. Carr. to a ser- vant who was behind Miss Terry. and looking considerably alarmed. “don’t. stand there like a fool; put Miss Terry on 'to that ladder." “Corrie on. mum, I won’t let you in," faid the man of the ladder. seductive- . y. “Oh, dear. oh, dear, what shall I do?" groaned Miss Terry. wringing the hand that was not employed in holding "But you must go up. or else be puu- ed up with a rope. Here. I will show the way.” end. moving down the boot. she sprung boldly. u it rose with the swell. in the stelwert arms of the uilor who was waiting on the gangwey lend- ing-stage, and thence ran up the steps to the deck. “Very well, I am going to Madeire. I don’t know what you are going to do; but you must make up your mind quick." . â€"-‘ __-.4 .’ 1“. “Can’t hold on much longer. mum." said the boatman. “ shes getting Wt! on: ”Ow.” £3me “Now. then. 133th..." called In Carr. from the stern Iheeta. “he aunt and 'ump up." “ y dear Mildred. I can't go up there; I can’t indee¢ Why. the thing’s moving." “But you must go up. or else be pull- ed un with a. rope. Here. I will ghoy 356990100... H ONE \VAY TO FIX IT. To Be Continued. ' mum. unless. Juneau Jakeâ€"How about that mine of salt. souls of tho boys found up the gulch the othgr dsyf O2LI, n V Sitka SamQ-Ttâ€"lrxâ€"lwea'out to be nothin’ but a. gold mine The thievin' acound- mlshad- ulted it. â€"â€"vv- ‘H new.achool of historical fiction. The Celtw Remence also attracts her. fur she sympathnzes with the Gael to 1i- ranger-kiwi? extent. and is prouder. l venly believe. of her kinship L0 the Stuarts than of her descent from the Guelphs. umbu uer adv-13ers are many. . "The Queen is never tired of I‘v-rum- ing Shakespeare. Scott and Divkmv Recently she has shown a. sgs'mzrilIVV feeling for Milton, and has levn I‘ :- uelng the blind poet's works. 14;" Tennyson is. however. her favnn’d‘ There is an utterly erroneous Winn? abroad that She greatly dislikes 5“ 1'? hurne. 0n the contrary. she l.::~. .~-. remarkable liking for 'Alalanzx {31 CMYdOn' and others of Ssviu'mrxr'“ nouns. Of late she has men reading Mr. Kipling and expresses admiralh 4,, for his vigor and keen insight into 1111 man nature. She told a friend 11m? Kipling hm Ghown her empire to ill‘l In the mmt Miififit‘. manner l Ninth? most realistic manhér. _ . W‘th hex: fondness for historim! fg. - hon, 89° QV‘QOOS much interest in 214‘- ,fi __vvuusvaJ LU 1181' JliIJV“. in English. “'88 kind enough to mid .' few WOI‘dB to those of the lvctxi't- “The Queen's taste in English liu'r‘J ture." She said. “are catholic. 5:“ reads almost every new book \Vhit‘i: .* described to her as [mésessinp I‘m merit. For years the Queen touk hm Beaconsfield's opinion largely on. Subject. but since the great, I’rvmnl ‘ deafh her advisers are manv. -__- u.._vuu;u. LuAD nx‘u' for historical fiction. I believe, fuzlmw the Queen into other languages. 51w admires \Valter Scott. Felix Uni: and Freytag are two more favorixw. “Reading her Majesty's volumiz. z» Greman correspondence forms :1 \t A large portion of my dut ' " Thq Hon. Enuly McNeil}, who. in it" 9apactty 0‘ maid Of honor to the (Jnuvr... Uâ€"â€"vâ€"â€"-â€"â€"râ€"w ”Ir-n-- ."Thfl Queen." she says. “reads («J-n- sxderably iq modern German litera- ture: She is even fond of the humor- ous qurnals. and subscribes to all the Princxpal magazines. Her Germrm secretary. Herr Maurice Mather, rar'w fully “Catches for all newspaper an; else which may interest her. and ”mass they: marked [or reading. I think than behiller is her Majesty's favorite (Elu- 19311 POEt. hut she is also very [out vi Goethe. Home she dislikes intenwly. ~ 0‘ he likes historical novels, 3.:41‘11- cularly Laube's ‘Der Deutsche 1mm -' andSchel'fel's __'El_chhard.' This. «we I.._I_° 4 o Fraulein Bauerwnsless communica- tive than her colleague. She comes of a family which has served the Queen's} German ancestors in many caggfitiei; for generations back. “A very important branch of my work consists in reading the many 1e:- tem received daily by the Queen from members of her family and intimate friends. Nearly all of these are eiLh- er in German or French. Many (at accustomed to send her long W891i}? accounts-perfect. diaries in factâ€"of their d‘oipgg and Opinions." to cover. Her Majesty- declared Man the work brought back her life’s hap- Pl'eflj periodsâ€"her own childhood's days vâ€"â€"-â€"-vv‘ H v“ V- In Kehsingbon Plight); and the days in Which she taught. her children their French. will be. perhaps. astonished to learn that the Queen likes Henri Murgor; and many a time have we laughed w- (mt-1393: . Dyer_ t_he graceless scamps of the ‘Vie do Bohem‘éf Lastâ€"ye; ‘we ‘read Fenelg's ‘g‘glemaque' from cover “Of all the modern. I really believe that her Majesty holds M. Alphonse Daudet alone admirable. She thinks his satin too mordant. though. and prefers the delicious ‘Letters from My. Mill in Province' and Treats Ans de Paris' to the better known books. You “Her Majesty." she declared. "reads very little of the lighter side of our literature. unless. indeed. one excepts the various periodicals which are sent, marked for perusal from the secretary's office. She is especially fond of the older authors' works, Xavier de Mais- ter’s. Victor Hugo's. and portions of Balzac's. for instance. I think that the story she likes best in all French litera- ture is De Maistre's touching “Lepreux de la. Gite d'Aoste.' I have read it to her times without number, the beautiful pathos of the tale appearing to soothe her in a remarkable man- of their mistress in literature. Mlle. Norele. a. spr'ghtly and charming anchwoman. was easily enough in- duced to' speak. may you-a Fraulein Bauer and Mlle. Nomlo have held these places, the Queen only :10ng their services {or Gem and French. as her English is read to her by her ladies in waiting or maids of honor. NOW that the Qneemof England, like her grunifnther. George III.. suffer, from hilim eyesight. two perSODS in her household have come to {103m mom and more importance. These ere t1» “hetriceg” or readers, employ- ed by the nation to save what remains of her Majesty's visiom. The late Lord Beaconsfield once humorously de- scribed thfi two lectrices as ”the Queen's peir of spectacles." For Through the courtesy of the Queen’s private secretary. a chat was recent- 1y obtained by the London Queen \xith both thus ladies regarding the tastes SALTE D. .ctorla PD Ou IMP'L Consist ST‘ BE H Ul