celebrated. But never was that antique and noble hall thronged with glad-cycd wassailers as in certain year of grace, when Edith, the sole child of Sir Ralph Oakleigh, was wedded her cousin Henry, tried and gallant soldier, and as thorough-going a loyalist

halt!” sounded far and faint behind us. We dashed past a carriage, which, from a momentary glimpse, I recognised the form of Edith; while a dragoon officer —l knew intuitively was Roper—had drawn up his horse the side. They were laughing—yes! they were laughing

bargain ; neither have yon, so far I have been able to prevent yon. ft* talk strangely to-night, Edith, to yonr own anid EL*® "M, ,tr n *o than yon," said Edith. But my education was completed long ago. I too old now, and have fallen too low, by deflT"* yours

Medina, ... W. D. Fleetwood, Esq. ... *l4 Gleam, ... Sir 11. G. Booth, Bart. ... AtaUnta, ... Ilemy Scovell, Esq. ... 25 cl» i Edith, ... J. Ewart, Esq. ... do The signal was given for starting at about half-past one | o’clock, when the Gleam and AtalanU went

••A beggar! Edith, Edith imamptod Frederic, vdftiy. Her—well. I give you hill penuitatnu to many her now if yon eaa; 1 east yon off without delay, and do not think hot 1 •hall heppy enough without

Wliats to be “ Would the regulars have behaved thus?” cried Edith, with increased animation. “ Would they have insulted a woman? Begone, sir lam aid I have been mistaken in you”— “ By honour, Edith !—Miss Bogle, 1 mean—-you do me gross injustice! I did not

Italy, when they meet with Miss Gertrude Aylmer, a school frieud of Edith, who is travelling with a Mr. and Mrs. Temple on the Continent. Delighted with this unexpected recontre, Edith persuades her friend to quit the Temples, who arc about to return

contempt Edith’s poor, cheep straw bonnet. with its paltry piece of white ribbon trimming. How could any man, she reasoned with herself, fail to prefer her thick, flowing, flaxen ringlets, to the common brown hair which w.is plainly parted on Edith's forehead

tl.at the soul absent from the right. So set Htlde, tod reclined her grandchild Edith.” * • • * • * » * . few dairies, primroaes, and cowslips, grew sroontt; these Edith began pluck, singing she wore, simple song that, not more the disleet than the “aliment

did not speak. The watchful eye of affection saw that his heart was full; but Edith sought no confidence that her brother withheld, and she forebore to question him. «My Edith," said he, •* 1 see that you sympathize with me iu my secret grief, though have