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of Esther. It
CONTAINS KNOWLEDGE,
WISDOM, HOLINESS AND LovE.
"- We'll come without thati72-aaid Eleahor,
walking boldly in. " At least,. I will, I
couldn't resist cutlets and mashed potatoes
under present circumstances—not to')speak
your some y, re. c " tyre.
And; she went on -while Mrs. McIntyre,
having concluded her remarks upon tomato
-sauce, detailed the results of her wide' ex-
perience in orange marmalade and quince
felly, and Elizabeth and Eleanor did their
best to profit by her wisdom—playing to him
alone. It did not last very long—a quarter
of an hour perhaps—hut every moment was
an ecstasy to Paul Brion. Even more than
the music, delicious as it was, Patty's gen-
tle and approachable mood enchanted ,him.
She had never been like that to him before.
He sat on his low chair, and looked up at
her tender profile as she drooped a little
over the keys, throbbing with a new sense
of her sweetness and beauty, and learning
more about his own heart in those few
minutes than all previous weeks
dnd. months of their acquaintance and
taught him. And then the spell that had
been weaving and winding them together,
as it seemed to him, was suddenly and
rudely broken. There was a clatter of
wheels and hoofs along the street, a swing-
ing gate and a jangling door bell ; and
Eleanor, running to the window, uttered an
exclamation that effectually wakened him
from his dreams.
" Oh, Elizabeth—Patty—it is Mrs. Duff -
,Scott !"
In another mimite the great lady herself
stood amongst them, rustling over the mat-
ting in her splendid gown, almost filling the
little room with her presence. Mrs. Mc-
Intyre gave way before her, and edged
towards the door with modest, deprecatory
movements, but Paul stood where he had
risen, as stiff as a, ' poker, and
glared at her with murderous—ferocity.
" You see I have come back, my dears,"
she exclaimed cordially, kissing the girls one
after tie other. "" And -I am so sorry I
could not get to you in time to make ar-
rangements for taking you with me to see
the opening -I quite intended to' take you.
But I only returned last night."
"Oh, thank you," responded Elizabeth,
with warm gratitude, "It is treat enough
for us to see you again." And then, hesi-
tating a little as she wondered whether it
was or was not a proper thing to do, she
looked at her other guests and murmured
their names. Upon which Mrs. McIntyre.
made a servile curtsey, unworthy of a
daughter of, a free country, and Paul a most
reluctant inclination of the head.' To
which again Mrs. Duff -Scott responded by a
alight nod and a glance of good-humored
curiosity at them both:
"I'll say good afternoon, Miss King,"
said Mr. Brion haughttly.
"` Oh, good afternoon," replied Elizabeth,
..Y;smilinng sweetly. • And she and her sisters
shook hand's with him and with his land-
lady, and the pair departed in some has ;
Paul in a worse temper than he had ever
known himself to indulge in ; and he as
not much mollified bythe sudden app r-
anee of Elizabeth, as he was fumbling with
the handle of the front door, bearing r
evident if unspoken apologies for haying
seemed to turn him out. •
" You will come with Mrs. McIntyre
another time," she suggested kindly, "" and
have some more. music? I would have asked
you to stay longer to -day, but' we haven't
seen Mrs. Duff -Scott for such along time--"
" Oh, pray don't mention it," he in r-
rupted stiffly. " I should have had to leave
in adn. y . case, for my work id all behind-
'
" Ah, that is because we have been wad-
ing your time 1"
`" Not at all. I am y too happy to be
of use -in the absenceof your other
friends."
been inside their doors until that afternoon,
andmhow he had at last by mere accident
cohie to be admitted and entertained. And
Mrs. Duff -Scott, serene but imperious, was
elivering some of her point-blank opinions
upon. the subject.
Don't erlceurage bums my, deem -44N
encourage him to come again," she was
saying as Elizabeth entered the room. " He
and his father are two very different people,
whatever they may think."
" Wecannot. helm beteg grateful to him,"
'said Patty 'sturdily. Ire has doneso much
for ua,
" Dear child, that's nonsense. Girls can't
be grateful to ' Quin ;nen--don't you see ?
Tt is out ofe question. And now you
have got me to do things for you."
" But he ihelpedusew'hep we had no '.one
else."
" Yes, that's all right, of Coarse. No
doubt it was a pleasure to him—a privilege
—for him to be grateful for rather than you.
But—well, Elizabeth knows what I mean "
—turning an
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1l,."i•4'uPss'ete'i,.r m4_ s.,aicaZareez=w'rZiL`Le`-'se'
the same direction, and Elizabeth answered
both of them at once.
" You must not ask us to.'give up 'Paul
Brion," she said, promptly:
" I don't," said Mrs. Duff -Scott. " I
only ask'you to keep him in his place. He
is not the kind of person to indulge with
tea and music, you know—that is what I
mean."
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ostensible person to the eyes that looked at
them ; and then their three grave faces re-
laxed, and in half a minute were brimming
over with smiles. They felt at home with
Major DuffScott at ones,
" Come, come," said the fairy ,godmother
rather impatiently, when. something like a
fine aroma of badinage was beginning to
perfume. the conversation, " you must net
stop us now. We want to have a long
morning. You can join us at the Exhibia
tion . present) i� if you like, and bring Mr.
Westmoreland. She indicated the youpg
man who, had bee talking to her while her
spouse mad. e the acquaintance of her tom-
panio s winaliappenea,,to be one of the.
three husbands 'whom she had selected for
those younladies. He was the richest of
theni'a1T, sad tiie most stupid, and there-
fore he seemed to be cut out for Patty,
who, ),ding so intellectual and so enterpris-
ing, would not only make a good use of his
money, but would make the best that was
to be made of him. " My dears," she said,
turning towards the �i-ir-^girls, " let me intro-
- xwYi. w
�V C,IStiYfY44:<i�t�iS;��i•--tki'alurY:•'•-' lYtY
Westmoreland, Miss King—Miss Eleanor
King—Mies Patty King."
The heavy young man made a heavy boil
to each, and then stared straight at Eleanow
an(Iretudied her -with calm attention mifir,
the carriage bore her from his sight. She,
with her tender blue eyes and her yellow
hair, and her skin •like the petals of a blush
" But the Murano Court is not upstairs,
is it?" rho asked, hesitating.
"0 no," he replied ; " it is over there,"
giving a little backward nod.
" And are we not going to look at the
glass ?"
" Not at present," he paid, softly.
" Mist will keep. We'll look at it by -and -
bye. First, I am going tg- show you the
pictures. You are fond of pictures, are you
not ?"
"Y am, indeed."
" es, I was certeW of it. Coyne along,
then, I • eau show you a few tolerably good
ones. ' Won't you take my arm?"
She_.took.his-arur, as he seemed-to-expeet
it, though it would have been more reason-
" .O no, she does not. The moment she -
sees them --the moment she caste a seriioo.w
eye upon them—that moment she will be a.
lost weman, and I shall be a desperate
The major shuddered' visibly, and Eliza-
beth laughed at his distress. " Whenever it
happens that Mrs. Duff Scott apes into
philanthropy," she said, a -little in joke and a
great deal in earnest, " I shall certainly be
proud to "accompany her, if she wifi have
me." And, as she . spoke,. Were f abed.
into her mind •some idea of the meaning of
certain little sentences that were breathed
into her ear yesterday.
".. There.'aW-estmoreland-ands your sisterat
said the major.. " And one of those
able if he had taken hers : and they marched I atraners who are swarming all about the _
upstairs, slowly, in face of the crowd that place just now, and crowding us out of
was coming down.
"My wife," said the major, sententiously,
" is one of the best women that ever
breathed."
" I am sure she is," assented Elizabeth,
with warmth.
w= ""�i'�f•''o 'life-sad'iii=�:g,�`jai"�'a'n`�'��o`�`siYre `'�h�at
is why I tell you. I have known her for' a
long time, and experience has proved it to
n e. •She• is one of the best women that ever
lived, But she has her faults.- I think i<
ought -to warn you, -Mies King, that she has-
her faults."
" I think you ought, not," said• Elizabeth,.
with instinctive propriety.
o : w some i mg
against him," murmured Patty, with height-
ened color: .
" I know this much, my dear," replied
the elder woman, gravely ; " he is a friend
of Mr's. Aarorls'. "
" And is not Mrs. Aarons—"
" She is very well, in her -way. But she
likes to have men dangling about her. She
means no harm, I am sure," added Mrs.
Duff Scott, who, in the matter of scandal,.
prided herself on being a non-conductor,
but still it is not nice, you know. .And I
don't think that her men friends are the
kind of friends for you. You don't mind
my speaking frankly, my love? I am an
old woman, you know, and I have had a
great deal of experience."
She l000ked at Mrs. Duff -Scott with a
world of ardent apology in her eyes, before
which the matron's fell, discouraged and
displeased.
" You male me feel that I am an impul-
sive and romantic girl; and that you are the
wise old woman of the world," she said with
a proud laugh.
But at this, Patty, pierced to the heart,
.flung her arms round Mrs. Duff/Scott's neck,
and crushed the .most beautiful bonnet in
Melbourne remorselessly out of shape
against her young breast. That settled the
question,. for all •_ practical- -purposes. Mrs:
Duff -Scott went home at 6 o'clock, feeling
that she had achieved' her purpose, and
entered into some of the dear privileges of
maternity. It was more• delightful than
any "; find " of old china. She did not go
to sleep until she had . talked both her
husband.. and herself into a headache with
her numerous plans for .the welfare _other_
protegees, and until she had designed
down, to the steeliest detail the most
becoming costumes she could think of for
them to wear, when she took them with her
to the Cup.
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A MORNING AT THE EXHIBITION.
Paul Brion was wakened from his sleep
next morning by the sound of Mrs. Duff -
Scott's carriage wheels and prancing horses,
and sauntering to his sitting -room window
about ten minutes later, had the satisfaction
of seeing his young neighbors step into the
distinguished vehicle'. and drive away:
The girls, for their part;; practically,for-
got him,,and enjoyed the difference between
to -day and, yesterday in the most worldly
and womanly manner. The sensation of
bowling along the streets in a perfectly -ap-
pointed carriage was as delicious to them as
it is to most of us who are too poor to in-
dulge. in it as a habit ; for the time being it
answered all the purposes of happiness as
thoroughly as if they never had any higher
ambition than to cut a dash. They went
shopping with the fairy godmother before
they went to the exhibition; and. that, too,
was absorbingly delightful --both to Eliza-
beth, who went in' with Mrs. Duff Scott to
assist her in her purchases, and to the
younger sisters, who reposed majestically in
the/carriage at the door. Patty's quick
eyes caught sight of Mrs. Aarons and a pair
of her long -nosed- children walking on the
pavement, and she cheerfully owned herself
a snob and gloried in it. It gave her un-
speakable satisfaction, she said, to sit there
and look down upon Mrs. Aarons.
As they passed the Melbourne Club on
their way to the Exhibition, the coachman
was hailed • by the elder of two gentlemen
who were sauntering down the steps, and
they were introduced for the first time to
the fairy godmother's husband. 'Major
Duff -Scott, an ex -officer of dragoons and a
late prominent public man of his colony (he
w -as- r leis social, an
not his official qualifications), was a well-
dressed and well-preserved old gentleman,
who, having sown a large and miscellaneous
crop of wild oats in the course of a long
career, had been rewarded with great
wealth and all the privileges of the highest
respectability. ' Hehad been a prodigal, but
he had enjoyed it—never knowing the bitter-
ness of either hunger or husks., He had
tasted dry bread at times, as a matter of
course, but only just enough of it to give a
proper relish to the abundant cakes and ale
said good-bye and turned to walk upstairs.
Paul, ashamed of himself, ;rade an effort to
' . detain her. "" Is there anything I can do
for you, Miss King?" he asked, gruffly in-
deed, but with an appeal for forbearance in
his eyes. "" Do you want your books
changed or anything ?" •
She stood on the bottom step of the stairs,
and' thought for a moment ; and then she'
said, dropping her eyes, "" I --think yo
have a book that I should like to borrow
if I might."
"" Most happy. What book is it?"
" It is one of Thackeray's. I think you
told us you had a complete edition of
TI}ackeray that'some one gave you for a
birthday present. I scarcely know, what
volume it is, but it has something in it
about a man being hanged—and a crowd—" of his imposing wife, thin and spare, and of lea
She broke off with an embarrassed laugh, I with a little stoop in his shoulders ; but braid
hearing' how oddly it sounded. I there was an alertness in his step and a " 0
" You must mean the 'Sketches,"' he ' brightness in his ' eye, twinkling remotely tientl
"Thorn is a a between the shadow of his hat brim and a don't let him buy anything, but see what is
bulging mass of white 'moustache that there and tell mo. f'm not going to put }iaunr
covered all thelowerpart of his small face, ! any of that modern stuff with my sixteenth seed
which had su estions of oath d 1{i
spec., mg o her a little later to a confidential
friend, the "girl for him." \Of Patty he
took no notice whatever.
Mrs. Duff -Scott, on her way to Carlton,
stopped to speak to an acquaintance who
was driving in an opposite direction, and
by the time she reached the exhibition,
she found that her husband's hansom had
arrived before her, and that he and Mr.
Westmoreland were waiting at the entrance
to offer their 'services as escort to the party.
She did not know whether to take him as a
joke or in earnest, but either way he was
amusing. He strolled heavily along leher
side for a while in the wake of Mrs. Duff -
Scott and Patty, paying no attention to the
dazzling wares around him, but a great deal
to his companion. He kept turning his
head to gaze at her, with solemn, ruminat-
ing eyes, until at last, tired of pretending
she did not notice it, she looked back at
him and laughed. This seemed to put him
at his ease with her at once.
"What are you laughing eat 7" he asked,
with more animation than she thought him
capable of.
" Nothing," said she.
" Oh, but you were laughing at some-
thing. What was it ? Was it because I
was staring at you ?"
" Well, you do stare," she admitted.
" I can't- help it. No one could help
staring at you.'.'
L°'•Why ? Am I such a curiosity ?"
" You know why. Don't pretend you
don't " r
She blushed at this, making herself look
prettier than ever ; it was not in her to
pretend she didn't know—nor yet to pretend
thatlhiscrude.fiattery_displeasedher:
" A cat may look at a king," he remark-
ed, his heavy free quite lit up with his,en-
joyment of his owri delicate raillery.
" 0 yes,. certainly," she retorted. "But
youtsee I am not a king, and you are not a
""'Pon my word, you're awfully sharp,"
he rejoined, admiringly. And he laughed
over this little joke at intervals .,for• several
minutes. Then, by degrees they dropped
away from their party, and went straying
up and down the nave tete-a-tete amongst
the crowd; looking at the exhibits and not
much understanding what they looked at ;
and they carried on their conversation in
much the same style as they began it, with,
I grieve to say, considerable mutual enjoy-
ment. - By -and -bye Mr. Westmoreland took
his young companion to the German tent,
where the Hanan jewels were, by way of
giving her the greatest treat he could think
of. He bet her' sixpence that ,he could
tell her which necklace she liked the best,
and he showed her the several articles (worth
some thousands of pounds) which he should
have selected for his wife, had he had
a wife—declaring in the same breath that
they were very poor things in comparison
with such and such other things,that he had
seen elsewhere. ' Then they strolled along
the gallery,.glancing at the pictures as
,.they went, nor making mental notes
for future study, but finding herself unable.
to study anything in Mr. Westmoreland's
company. And then suddenly came a tall
Sore towards them—a gentlemanly man'
with a brown face and a red moustache -at
sight of whom She `gave a little start of de-
lightel recognition.
" Hullo !' cried Mr. Westmoreland,
" there's old Yelverton, I do declare. • He
said he'd come over to have a look at the
exhibition."
Old. Yelverton was no other than "" Eliza.
beth's young man." '
CHAPTER XX. . •
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CHINA VS. THE CAUSE OF HUMANITY.
honor. I owe it to you, as the head of thy
house=the noihinal head, you• understand—
the responsible head—not to let you labor
under any delusion' respecting us. It is
better that ypu should know the truth re-
specting us at once. Mrs. Duff -Scott is en-
ergetic. She is fearfully, I may say ab-
normally, energetic."
" I think," replied Elizabeth,, with de-,
,vision, "that that is one of the finest q lali-
ties.in,the world."
" Ah, do you ?" he rejoined sadly.
"That is because you are young.. I used to
think so, too, when I was young. But I
don't now — experience has taught me
better. What I object to in my wife is
that experience doesn't teach her anything.
She won't learn. She persists in keeping
all her youthful illusions, in the most
obstinate and unjustifiable manner."
Here they reached the gallery and the
pictures, but the major saw two empty
chairs, and, sitting down on one.of them,
bade his companion rest herself on the
other until she had recovered from 'the
fatigue of getting upstairs.
" There is no hurry," he said • wearily ;
"we have plenty of time." And then he
looked at her with that twinkle in his eye,
and said gently, " Miss King, you are very
musical, I hear. Is that a fact ?"
" We are very, very:fond ofa hhobby with
said, smiling. • " It is rather music," she
us, I think.
" A hobby ! Ah, that's delightful ! I'm
so glad it is a hobby. You don't, by happy
chance, play the violin, do you ?"
"'No. We only know the piano."
" You all play the piano ?—old masters,
and-that-sort-of-thing?u-
" Yes. My sister Patty plays best. Her
touch and expression are beautiful."
" Ah !" he exclaimed again, softly, as if
with much inward satisfaction. He was
sitting languidly on• his - chair; nursing his
knee, and gazing through the balustrade of
the gallery upon the.crewd a ow. Elizabeth
was on the point of sugg sting that they
might nowgo and look at t e pictures, when
he began upon a fresh topi
" And about china, Mi 'ng ? Tell
me, do you know anythingabout china ?"
" I'm afraid not," saidliza'b h.
" You don't know the differen a between
Chelsea and Derby -Chelsea, for nstance ?"
"" No"
"Nor between old Majolica and modern?"
"` N,'
"'" Nor between a' Limoges enamel of the
sixteenth century—everything good belongs
to the sixteenth century, you must remem-
ber—and what they call Limoges now -a -
days ?"
" No."" .
"" Ah, well, I think very few people do "
said the major, resignedly. "" But, at'any
rate"—speaking in a tone of encouragement
--"you do know Sevres and Dresden when
you see them ; you could tell one of thein
from the other ?"
"" Really," Elizabeth replied, •beginning
to blush for her surpassing ignorance, " I
am very sorry to have to confess it, but I
don't believe I could."
The major softly unclasped his knees and
leaned back in his chair, and sighed.
" But I could learn," suggested Elizabeth.
" Ah, so you can," he responded, bright-
ening. "" You can learn, of course.. Will
you learn ? . You can't think what a favor
it would be to me if you would learn.. Do
promise me that you will."
" No, I will not promise. I should do it
to please myself—and,' of course, because it
is a thing that Mrs. Duff -Scott takes an in-
terest in," said Elizabeth:
--'" That is just what I mean. —it is he -
se Mrs. Duff -Scott takes such an inter -
in china that I want you to cultivate a
to for it. 1 You see it is this way," he
ceeded argumentatively, again, . still
ping -his knees, and looking up at her
h a quaint smile from under his hat brim.
will be frank with you, Miss King—it is
way. I want' to induce yot�, to enter
an alliance with me, offensive and de-
ivo, against that terrible energy which
said, is thy wife's alarming character-
. For her own good, you .understand
—
1 for my comfort incidentally] but for her own
good in the first place, I want you to help
me to keep her energy within bounds. As
long as she is happy with music and china
we shall be all right, but if she goes 'beyond
things of that sort—well, l tremble for the
consequences. They would be fatal—
fatal !
' • "�Where are you afraid she should go
to ? asked Elizabeth.
" I am afraid she should go into philan-
cau
Meanwhile, Major Duff -Scott took charge tease
of Elizabeth, and he was very well satisfied pro
with the 'arrangement that left her' to his cies
care.
" Oh, that's right. You and Mrs. Duff- " 1
Scott will get on together admirably, I this
foresee. Come, Mise King's—turning to into
Elizabeth—" let us go and see what we can fens
discover in the way of desirable bric-a-brac. as I
Well have a look at the. Murano ware for ;o�.:
you,
that were his portion and the proverb ing h
which says you cannot eat your cake and tell
have it was a perfectly dead letter in hie choir
case. He had been eating his all his there
life, and he had ' got it still. In , glass
person he was the most gentle -looking you
little man imaginable—about half the size and t
my dear, if yon like"—again address -
is wife 'softly—"" and come back and
you 'if there is anything particularly
e. I know they have a lovely bonnet
; all made of the sweetest Venetian
and trimmed with blue velvet. But
could take the velvet off, you know,
rim it with a'mirror. Those wreaths
ves and flowers, and beautiful pink
h,'gO along!" she interrupod impa-
y. " Elizabeth, take care of h• and
said,paper entitled Going to
See a Man Hanged' in the " London
Sketches
" That is the hook I Mean."
club. It's Yelverton. Kingscote Yell/ top
he calls himselt. lie is rather a awell when
he's at home, they tell me ; but Westmore-
land has no business to foist his acquaintance
on your sister. ' He'll have my wife about
him if he is net more careful than that."
11,111 al'ie'tfi"ii i -: a :.i• �• T.. _*4• ,,
NtYfem approacni aua ror-
got all about the crowd under Cologne
Cathedral and the crowd that went to see
the • man hanged. She remembered only
the crowd of yesterday, and how that
stately gentleman—coeld it be passible ?—
had stood with -her amid the crush and
clamour, holding her in his arms.
For the first time she -was able to•
�.
and it seemed to her that she . had never
seen . a man of such noble presence. His
eyes. were fixed upon cher as she raised hers.
to his face, regarding her steadily, but with
inscrutable' gravity and absolute respect.
The major rose to salute him in 'response to
Mr. Westmoreland's rather imjkrious de-
mand. "My old friend, whom • met in
Paris," said Mr. Westmoreland"; "come
over to have a look at us. Want you to•
know him, major. We must do our best to
make him enjoy himself, you know."
"Didn't I tell you,?" whispered Eleanor,
creeping round the back of her sister's
chair. "" Didn't I tell you he would be
here ?"
And at the same moment Elizabeth heard
some one murmur over her head, "" Miss
King, allow me to introduce Mr. Yelverton
—my friend, whom I knew in Paris—" '
And so he and she not only met again, but
received Mrs. Grundy's gracious permission,
to make each other's acquaintance., .
CHAPTER XXI.
THE "CUP."
Out of the many Cup Days that have
gladdened the hearts of countless • holiday-
makers on the Flemington coarse assembled,
perhaps that of 1880 was to most "" all
round " satisfactoryand i htful to
everybody concerne-excep the book-
makers, and nobody grieves much over
their disasters (though there are several
legitimate: and highly respected. lines of
business that are conducted on precisely
the same system as governs their nefarious
practices). It was, indeed, considered that
the discomfiture of the bookmakers was a
part -of -the -brilliant stroces� of the occasion.
While a full half. of the crowd was being
conveyed to the course by' innumerable
trains, the sunny , road was alive with
vehicles of every description; -spring -carte
and lorries, cabs and buggies, broughams •
and landaus, 'and fout-in-hand coaches --all
filled to their utmost capacity, and display-
ing the sweetest things in bonnets and
parasols. ' And amongst the best -appointed
carriages Major Duff -Scott's was conspicu-
ous,' -not only for its build and• finish, and
the excellence of the hordes that drew it,
and the fit of the livery of the coachman
who drove it, but for the beauty and
charming costumes of the ladies inside. •
The. major himself, festive in light grey,
with his member's card in his button -hole
and his. field -glass slung over his shoulder,
occupied the place of the usual footman our
the box seat in order that all the three
sisters should accompany his wife ; and Mrs.
Duff -Scott, having set her heart on
dressing her girls' for the occasion, had been
allowed to have her 'Own' way, with the hap-
piest. results. The good woman sat back in.
her corner, forgetting her, own Parisian ele-
gance and how it would compare with the
Cup 'Day elegance of rival matrons in the
van of rank and fashion, while she revelled
in the contemplation of the young pair be-
fore ler, on whom her best taste had; been
exercised. Elizabeth, by her side, wast/per
fectly satisfactory in straw-colored Indian
silk, ruffled with some of her own fine old
lace, and wearing. a delicate French bonnet
and parasol to match, with a bunch of
Camille de Rohan roses at her throat for
color ; but Elizabeth was not of a strik'ng
beauty, nor of a style to be experimented
upon. Patty andEleanor were ; and they
had been "" treated " accordingly. Patty
was a harmony ill pink—the fairest shell- •
pink—rand Eleanor a study in the
softest, palest • shade of • china -blue ;
both their dressed being of •muslin
lightly : frilled, and tied round ' the
-waist •ith- sashe •• while they wore be-
ll
un e
witching little -like bonnets, with
swathes of tulle r their chins. The
effect—designed for a suyrny morning, and
to be set off by the subdued richness of her
own olive -tinted • robes—was all'ifihat Mrs.
Duff -Scott anticipated. The two !girls were.
exquisitely, sylphlike, and harmonious, and
refined—looking prettier than they had
ever done in their lives, because they knew
themselves that they were look' so—and
it was confidently expected) t eir chap
eron that they would do consid able exe-
ecution before the day was o er. At t1he.
back of the carriage was strap ed a hamper
containing luncheon sufficient for all the
potential husbands that the racecourse
might produce, and Mrs. Duff Scott was
prepared to exercise discriminating but ex-
tensive hospitality.
Dear me, what a crowd 1" exclaimed
Mrs. Duff -Scott, as her•horses drew up on
the smooth gravel, and she glanced eagerly
up the steps. " We shall not be able to find
thropy " the' rn jor solemnly reMjoieed. anyone.
" at� is the bugbear—tlfe spectre—the
ting terror of my life. I never see a
y man in a black frock coat, nor an-
" All right—I'll get it and send it in to about them that were lackingin the figure century cup a d bottle," she added, oo 'ng elle
you at once—with pleasure." 5 at nobody in pat•teyes ;, with a udden or s
p and physiognomy of the young man at his. brightening of her eyes ; "" but if t ere is don'
"Oh, thank you. I'm so much obliged to side. When he came up to the carriage anything pretty that will do 'for my new mys
you. I,11 take the greatest care of it," she door to be introduced to his wife's proteges, ! cabinet in the morning rood;—or for the ho
assured him fervently. whom he greeted with as much cordiality table—r should like 'to have the first choice.
CHAPTER XVIII. as Mrs. Duff -Scott could have desired, they ; "" Very well," assented: her husband, taut
1 did not know why it was that they'tso �" l fleet
THE FAIRY (iODMOTIIER meekly. Come along, Miss )ling, We'll Aust
%immediately lost the sense of . awe with promise not to buy anything." Tie and not
Elizabeth went upstairs at a run and ' which they had ,contemplated the approach Elizabeth then set off on their own ac -
she i
found Patty and Eleanor trying to make , of a person destined to have so formidable ' count, and ' Elizabeth found herself led
Mrs. Duff -Scott understau(i who Pthem
aul Brion a relation to themselves. They shook hands straight to the foot of a staircase, where the
was, what his father was, anti his profes with him, they made modest; replies to his little major offered his arm to assist her in it is
sion and his character ; how he had never polite inquiries, they looked " beyond his the ascent.
beth
rly female in spectacles, about the house
eaking to my wife in the street, that I
t'shake in my shoes—literally shtke in
hoes, I do assure you. I can't think 1
it is that she has never taken up the
e of humanity," he proceeded re-
ively. " If we had not settled down in
ralia, she must have done it—she could
have helped herself. Bub even herb
a beset with temptations. I can see
in every direction. I can't think how
that she doesn't see )Chem too."
No dpubt she, sees them," said Eliza -
d
r
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(To be Con tInia
Cricket champ)n.
The celebrated Australian Cricket Team,
of which Mr. David Scott is a noted cham-
pion, is safe against -field injuries. Mr.
Scott writes : " The effects of St. Jacobs
Oil are magical., I used it for a terrible
bruised leg. The relief was surprising."
Members of all athletic clubs would be alike
surprised at the results of its use:
Over $2,800,000 worth of gold is used
yearly in Birmingham for jewelry manufac-
ture.
The bee lulls himself ' to sleep in the
buzs'em of his family. /
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