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Exeter Advocate, 1901-10-3, Page 2•r•-•*. . • The..........1.. „, \ r :.), + 7 it 11 '.* 4°1 '4 C -...4 ; .;$ Constantin. , 24wiwti..Nw4E. Wooing SYNOPSIS OF PRECEEDING CHAPTERS.— Oonstantia's cousin, Doana, after travelling abroad, re- turns home as Mrs. Duadas and.linds that during her absence Lord Varley, an old fiame, has married. While Garnet Barry, a suitor of Constan- tia's is ealling on, her, Featherston, another suitor is anuounced, They discoss a ball to be given by Lady Varley. At this ball O'Grady, cous- in of Featherston, falls in love with his bostess not recognizing her. Cons, stantia plans a party in the absence of her aunt. do/' said Constantia, which dourse decided the question. ."You shall have your dance, your Chinese lanterns, even your moon, s I hope, MissNorah !" said Stronge, answering the child. rather than the ohild's sister, though the latter Was to hinl more precious than rubies. Ile left them a minute or two lat- er. I-Iis back wap,. hardly turned, when George, the irrepressible, burst into a gay laugh. "I do think that a fellow in love," said he, 'is the most remarkable sight than can be offered one. Stronge, now, is as admirable a specimen of the really deep dye as one could deSire,. Andrew. Stronge!" he went on meditatively. "I say, Connie, have you considered the nu- merous 'afterwards' ? One of them lies in that name alone. You will have to call him Andy. Andrew will do very well for state occasions ; but when you want a new bonnet, or a trip to the moon., it will have to be Andy. It is homely, no doubt, (and there is a great charm in that) but it is scarcely poetical." 'Better 'Andy' than 'Garry,' at all events," broke in. Norah, flashing an indignant glance at him. "When I see Mr. Barry, all I can think of is 'Garry Owen I'd hate a hus- band with a name like that." This was distinctly ungrateful of her, Barry being quite a devotee of hers ; but she still stood faithful to Stronge, who had her first love. "I call Garry better than Andy, •any day," said George, who found great joy in a skirmish with Norah, who was a veritable firebrand. "And I call Andy better than Gar- ry," persisted she. "If I were you," said George, art- lessly, "I would not argue—with a smut upon the extreme tip of your This put an end to all conversation for the time being. .ciwtwK9K. i(oiE kow. • • :;% permit my presence? So be it, "Rubbish!" exclaimed Norah, with disdain, returning t� her feuit with a little moue that quite transfigured her quaint, sharP young face. '"Business brought me, indeed,' went On Varley, speaking to Con- stantia now. "1 met in the village our respected organist, old . Mrs. , Olflanagan, .and she desired me to tell you, if I saw you, that the first hymn for next Sunday would be Unit dear old favorite of ours: 'Blow ye the trumpet, blow ho—ho—ho—ho!" , He imitated the usual mode of sing- ing this hymn in the parish church , with a solemn air and then, stopped short and fell back upon the straw- berries. ''Early for them, isn't it?" he said. But he got no 'styes beyond a groan that wentup from Constantia, George, and Barry, all at once. The h3rmn mentioned by Lord Varley was a spccialiy favorite one with Mrs O'`lannigan and her colleagues. They sang itoso slowly that it sounded like a funeral dirge, and the termina- tion of the "blow" always resulted in a series of "ho, ho, hos," that were vary nearly irreverent, and gave occasion for unlimited mirth, or bad - 1.37 suppressed indignation, as the dis- positions of :the hearers led them. Donna was looking lovely. radiant. She was picking out, in a dainty fa- shion, the biggest strawberries from the dish before her, aud was evident- ly enjoying them. She had said no ' to the tem, and yes to the chanipagne and was enjoying that, too, quite thoroughly, though drinking it out of a tumbler, When the Blue Ribbon craze over- took old Miss McGillicuddy, she had fallen foul of wine -glasses, and had consigned, them to the lowest depths, in other words, the underground cel- lar. Wine -glasses! vile immoral word! Out of her •sight with them; miserable reminders as they/ were of demoralizing pagan orgies! She would have broken the unoffending glasses but for the frugal spirit with- in her, and failing courage to anni- hilate what had cost good money, she squared matters with her con- science by consigning them to limbo. A limbo inaccessible, considering the key of it was always in her own pocket; there they would never see the light of day, or tempt the trans- gressor to a persistence in his folly. "Well, you see it was business brought me," said Lord Varley gen- erally; "or shall we say it ,kept me?" Here he looked at Donna. "I should have presented myself earlie.r, no doubt, but for Mrs. O'Flanagan's re- iterated injunctions; but I assure you I ran all the way here, once had got iid of her, so as to be in time!" "In time for what! " ' asked yorah, sharply. "To see you,'L replied Varley, laughing. "Haven't I just told You how I ran all the way?" you don't seem over fatigued," remarked Mrs. Dundas 'dryly. ''Your anxiety to be with your ',beloved has not taken much out of you. You look pretty cool, considering!" "Do you doubt me?" asked he. His tone was in a measure jesting, yet there was an undercurrent of serious meaning in it, that betrayed itself to Stronge. - • Mrs. Dundas smiled and dropped her eyes. She helped herself to an- other large strawberry, and leisurely picked 'off its stein with a view to crushing it ihto the thick, sweet cream upon, her plate. - ‘."I never doubt,"‘ she said slowly, "I always know!" At this instant the door waS thrown open, and Minnie, who was a person of impulse, almost precipitat- ed two men into the room. ' "Mr. Featherston, Mr. O'Grady," cried she at thetopof a fresh, jubi- lant voice. 'She was evidently de- lighted with this addition to iitiss Connie's part*. '"The ntOre the' frier- rier" was a motto of hers, when "the more" meant men. Constantia, started visibly and blushed crimson. She had not had the courage to invite Featherston, and now he had come! Did all the world know of this simple affair of hers? If so, there would be a reck- oning when Aunt Bridget came home. She was so prettily, so softly confus- ed, that Featherston could not fail to mark it, and it was apparent al- so to those other two who loved her. Stronge, noticing that quick, bright flush, paled considerabf,y, and Barry grew stormy as a thundercloud. There was little love lost between him and Featherston at any time, but now Barry's thoughts grew mil-. derous. He recovered himself, how- , ever, almost at once, and matters went on smoothly. I Featherston, after a swift, surpris- ed n glance at, those already", in Ithe , room, had looked at. Constantia with a certain sense of injury -in hi glance. If everyone else was here, why had he been ignored? Lord Var- W even! She understood the Lute reproach, and was sorely stricken by it; but how' could she explain to him f.111 things then, and that Donna had asked herself, and that Varley had not been asked at all? I Featherston, after that one swift glance, had found a chair and seated , himself at the corner of the table next to her, and therefore next to IDownie who drew her skirts aside with that indescribable little gesture of hers, that was so Rill of fascina- tion because so full of welcome, and had given him a smile that was daz- zling, O'Grady, who Was comparatively a stranger, and who was standing near ' Constontia, „saw the smile, and won-- dered about several things. "Mr. O'Grady, call yoo find a chats'?" said Connie, tinlidIV, but ) graciously, She liked thc tall, lean , teas -eller. "Georg,o, get a, chair for , Mr. O'Grady. I ain sorry," she went on gravely, becanse ot a little sad - CHAPTER, X. Mr. Barry came, and so did Mrs. Blake, the doctor's wife. Donna was In the very gayest spirits. After a little while, however, her gayety de- creased in a MOLLSUre, and Oonstantia detected her in the act of stifling a yawn. She knew that Constantia had detected her, and she ,laughed. ''An affection of the -jaws, Con," said she. "Don't be uneasy about it. It comes and goes, and is never ser- ious." "Time for tea," 'thought Connie; and as Mr. • Stronge arrived at this opportune moment she forthwith car- ried them all off into the tiny dining - room, Where really everything looked wonderfully pretty—considering. It was very warm, and the windows were thrown wide open 'to catch any passing breeze."' Constantin, was busy with the Queen Anne tea-pot and the importance of the hour, but Norah's brain was free to watch and wonder. She had noticed that Donna was not pleased when Mr. Stronge came in, and this slight to her favor- ite hardened her heart the more against her red-haired guest. She had also notieed the decline of Don- na's gayety, and now she became aware of something else. ' All in a second, as it were, Don- na's col& had 'deepened, and her great eyes had taken an additional increa.se of light. There was a step 'upon the gravel outside, a hesitation. such as might arise front the flinging away of a ci- gar, and then a man stepped lightly up to the open window and looked into the room, a uncertainty at first until his eyes met Donna's. There they stayed. It was Lord Varley! When he had answered the unspoken question on. Donna's face—which'had a good deal of angry impatience in it—he 'turned and addressed. himself to Constantia. "What! holding high revelry?" cried he, a whole tone of reproach in his air "Oh, Connie!" When he was only Frederic Grande there was a great intimacy between hint and the young McGillicuddys, an intimacy that had continued ever since. "Why was I not bidden? Why was I the only one excluded? All the county, as it seems to Me, is at your festive board, and 1 alone, your oldest friend, left out." Constantin laughed . "Well, better late than never. Come In now, at all events," said she. "I have half a mind to refuse So latc a call. But I was born without that orthodox spark' of pride, so here goes." Ile vaulted lightly into the room end approached the table, fie 'shook hands (mite affectionately with Connie, and politely with Mrs. Dun- das; to the others' he nodded general- ly. "l'Iler0 WnS .a slight movement 'amongst them all, and DOrpla, draw- ing aside her lace skirts, sank down into the scat by her side. "Didn't you know Connie had ask- ed Donna, to tea?" asked N.orali In- quisitively, 1 ea ni n g forward, a straw- berry between her lips, to get the an- swer. "No," said Varley, very emphati- cally. "Then what brOhght you?" went on the hos,pi table Norah, fat 11/1p nch- lug determination to run 1 he ques- tion to earth written opon her brow, "Ales, Norah!" said Lord Varley, 'it is thea forbidden no to come op- enly to pay my addresses to you! MuSt busineSS, cold and bald, alone dOiling she felt ou toconint, of that reproachful glance 01 VeatlierSton'S, aM sOrrY there is not, xnore room 'for everybody, but---- May I ask you. to try and squeeze in here, just nem.' to me.; and will you have sonic strawbereles? or some of this' cake? I made it myself. And shall I intro- duce you toe--- 'Donna, do you knoW Mr. O'Grady?" r ,' Yes. We have met,'' ,said 'Donna, leaning far back on her chair, so as .to turn up a lovely, sinning face to O'Grady. lb was full of fascination, but O'Grady, after the coldest recog- nition of its 1.11Orit% tor/1M aside, and devoted himself to his hostess, He thought' her a sweet little girl, and did full justice to the honesty of the clear eyes and the firm lips. Don- na followed his movements medita- tively. She shook off her momentary chagrin and, prepared to make herself cbarming to Featherston. To do this she was compelled to tura her shoulder upon , Varley which also 'suited her. ' "Donna," said Constantia present- ly, leaning towards her, "do you know that hir. Strange is going to invite us all some evening to that iwonderful stronghold of his, inch- • • "Ah; sol'' cried Mrs. Dundas. "Now, what a happy thought! But do not let the 'some, evening' be too, soon, I entreat you, Mr. Stronge; because I, have some people coming to me at the end of next week, and it will be a common charity to help me to entertain them." . "Let us say the week, alter . next, then,",retorned Strange, agreeably, if rather indifferently. "Donna," said Featherston.. A dead pause followed his utterance el Mrs. Dundas's Christian name and everybody looked at him enquiringly —C,onstantia with open astonishment and a quick flush, Varley with a frown. Featherston, however, was umnoved; and, after all, it appeared Pc was not addressing her—was mer- ely giving sound to,her name, which had puzzled him. "I hear it is Ma- donna in reality; but—You will par- don me, Mrs. Dundas," he said in his lOw, mosical voice, "but your name has been such a cause of speculation to me. It is one so strange, sb full of meaning. Is it your real name, or one assumed as being peculiarly adauted to---." "To me?" asked Mr." Dundas. She seemed amused. "It was assumed," she said; "in so far your guess was a correct one. It was bestowed up- on me a long time ago as being spe- cially suited to my features; a name suggestive of goodness only should belong to a face of the same type." She glanced at him from under her long lashes; it was a glance provoca- tive and full of quick mischief., "I was never Christened," .she went on calmly; "but when a baby they called nie' Mary." ' "Madonna, Mary!" exclaimed Mrs. Blake, lifting her brows. Never to be christened! There certainly was something,- odd about the woman be- hind her excessive beauty—something, was it heathenish? n "When Mrs. Dundas wasquite little girl," explained- Constantia, gravely, "an old artist in Rome was so struck by her likeness to a Picture there of the Virgin that he named her 'The 'Modern Madonna.' The pic- ture was beautiful, I often heitidso good so godly, so full of holy light!" • ' "That was old Gardi," said Donna. "Yes; he used to say 1 had a face like an angel." She burst oat laughing. oe "You must have been -a very dear little girl," said Featherston in quite a kind, brotherly sort of waY. "I expect I was," returned she. 'Tear at any price." Varley bent towards her",Hand said something that nobody could. hear. Nobody wanted to hear, it, except, as it appeared, Featherston, who caught a last word and made it public. -"Ridingstf. he said aloud; "were you talking -of riding, Mrs. Dundas? That bay Mare of yours is hardly up to the.. mark, I should say. This morniag 'before breakfast, when saw you .and 'Lord Varley down bY Ringrone,, it oceurred to me it Was somewhat' imprudent of you to 'ven- ture abroad so early, on so sorry an Dundas should See to Donua'S eyes took a darker hue. , • "Would that ,sorry' animal IfaVe been safer 'in., the ;aftevhoon?" she asked, smiling. "No, 'of course not; what non- sense!"' cried 'young George McGill", cuddy, taking her side with a gener- ous ardor, though altogether un- aware of the undermeaning„ of the words spoken. "Well,. disregard my hint if you will," said Featherston, shrugging his shoulders. "Hints as a rule fall through. But 1 can assure you there is no safety in the path you are now pursuing. That bay Mare is thor- oughly unsound, and liable to come to grief at any moment. Why, she hasn't a leg to stand on. O'Grady, who saw her and you, this morning, agrees with me in warning you to -s" "I beg your pardon," iinterrupted O'Grady, gently but coldly.' "I Should not presumetcoffer advice to MrsDundas on so very short an ac- quaintance." , Varley, who was rather pale, now turned to .Featherston, "If .advice is necessary," he said, 'it surely conies better tram an old friend. An entire "Stranger should, in my opinion, be the last' to offer it. 'n You see I agree with Mr: O'- Grady in this." He ,smiled supercil- iously. "1: knONV the bay mare well, of which. you ,speak. It was, I be- lieve, bought Off your 'estate, through your steward." "Tut what a worry about such a soulless affair as a horse!" said Mrs. Dundas, with a charmim,n• moue. "Sil- ry boy!" saidshe, addressing Valley with p, half lenient, half coquettish Lir' that gave her at once another ch arm. • , "But---" began Varley somewhat hotly. To be Continued, ,4 - Iron IS .seven times as heavy as water, bulk for bulk, and ‘, gold ninetam ti Ines. sfe The average size of freehold lamas in NOW Scntitli Wales is 084 acres, and of South Australian sheepruns 78,000 aeren. e-4,0.s***404<wt(),..44..00.0<>0.00..<,t4.0.0•400,0.;),4. t 1, he j fizirriage of the Duke of York and Princess Victoria oyal% Ved a c T, Uiri A`e . 00•411 ' 71 l' • 4\ Apropos of the visit to this coun- try of the Duke and Duchess of York a description of their marriage, which took place in London on Thursday, July Gth, 1893, will be found of much interest :— The marriage of the Duke of York (Prince George of Wales), and Prin- cess Victoria May of `reek; an event to which all England had been 'look- ing forward with great interest, took place at half -past twelve o'clock on 9.‘hursday in the Chapel 'Royal, St'. James' palace. The wedding was a brilliant. function, and was attended by a large gathering of the Members of the British Royal family, contin- ental sovereigns or their representa- tives, and many members' of the hig,thest nobility. The weather was beautiful, and if there is any truth in the old proverb, "Happy is the bride whom the son shines on," the new Duchess of York' will be exceed- ingly happy, for a more splendid day has seldom been seen in London. The occasion was made one of na- tional rejoicing and a partial Brit- ish holiday. Great crowds of peo- ple gathered many deep along the line of is en from Buckingham pal- ace up Ccmstitution ' hill, through Piccadilly, 'St. James Street, and Marlborough gate to the Garden en- trance of St. James' palace, which is situated on the north side of the Mall. The decorations along the line of the Royal procession were • a Life Guards escort, and in aa-, dition to this the Queen had an es- cort of 'Indian, native, and Austra- lian hase. Her Majesty rode in the handsome glass coach used at . the opening of Parliament and on other special occasions. The body of the carriage, which is of Irish manufac- ture, was built-in Dublin, is painted a dark color, and its richly gilt pan- els are adorned with ta Royal Arms. The roof is surmounted by a crown, and bordered with a wreath of gilt roses, thistles, and sham- rocks. The cheering as the Royal carriage drove forward \vas immense. ARRIVING AT TI -IE CHAPEL. At 12.15 the Duke of York and his escort arrived at the Chapel RoYal. Five minutes later deafening cheers announced the arrival of Princess May. A fanfare, of trum- pets was sounded as the Queen ar- rived, and the greatest enthusiasm was manifested by the multitude. The members of the Royal family and guests, on alighlging at St. James' palace, walked to the state apartments, and subsequently down the 'grand. staircase, and under the color ,court'colonade to the seats for them in the chapel. 1 -ler Majesty a- lighted in the Ambassadors' Court, under a specially erected canopy over the glass doors of the passage leacling to the chapel. Thence she walked to the haut pas at the north DUKE OF CORNWALL AND YORK. profuse and beautiful. The roadway was kept open by the Household troops in their glittering uniforms, by detachments drawn from thennil- itary depots, by the Metropolitan volunteers and militia, a:ny the Mid- dle • x Yeomanry, and by the police. Th scene was full of life and move- ment, and the ceremony eclipsed in pomp and splendor any recent State ceremonialein connection with the • ' THE ROYAL PARTY. The Royal party left Buckingham 'palace in four processions, the first conveying the members of the houses hold and distinguished guests. The next procession included the Duke of York and his supporters, the Prince of Wales and the Duke of Edinburgh. The bride came in the third proces- sionaaccompanied by her father, the Duke of Tech, and her brother, Prince Adolphus of Teck. The last procession was that of the Queen, who was accompanied by the Duch- .... ess or Teck; her younger sons, and the Grand Duke of Hesse. They drove iij state to the ceremonial. Each procession was accompanied by end Of the edifice. The spot was beautifully adorned with palms and flowers from the, Royal conservatory and carpeted with ,crimson, . Upon the same platform seats were pro- vided for the Prince and Princess of Wales, the bride and the bridegroom, .and the other members of the Royal family and Royal guests from abroad. The members of the diplo- matic body and the other invited guests occupied special seats in the body of the chapel and in the., royal and east galleries., Drawing -room dresses were worn "by the ladies; the geensts*le.,men appearing ,in full- levee th THE BRIDE. The bride wore the veil which was worn by her mother on the, occasion of her ,Own marriate. Her wedding gown was of 'Silver brocade, in per- fect harmony With the brideSmaids' toilets of white satin and silver lace. The bridesmaids' gowns were made with low bodices, and neither hats, wreaths, nor veils, were worn; only a simple rose in the hair. The bridesmaids were the 'Princesses Vic- toria, Alexandra, and Beatrice of "WIT tr-' DUCI'lESS CI CORNWALL AND YORK. Edinburgh, Th'i4COS,!.-4e$ Margaret and Victoria Patricia of Connaught, Princesses Victoria of •,‘clileswig- Holstein, and Princess Eugenie., TIlE 01.,11EMONY. '11.1lie Archbishop of Canterbury, as- sisted by 'the other clergy, performed the ceremony, the bride being giveh away by her father. The inegniA- cent gilt sacramental plate, the central alms dish of which is said to have been manufactured in the $'°510g,1100°()f , Cwhaasrledsisir)layaelida ois vna ltulieed aalt- tar, which was decked with the choi- cest flowers. The service began with the marriage chorale, "Father of Life," specially composed by Dr.. Crosser for the occasion and sung by '`The Gentlemen and Children of the Chapel Royal," as the members of the choir are styled. In the mid- dle of the service Sir Joseph Barna- by's "0, Perfect Love," a chorale; sung at the marriage of the Duke and Duchess of Fife in Buckingham palace chapel, was given. The ser- vice concluded with 1,110 hymn, "Now Thank Wc All Our God." Mende's- sohn's "Wedding March" was played as the Royal partleft the chapel, the united prOCCSS10115 of the bride and bridegroom, leading to the Throne -room, where the registry of the marriage was attested by her Majesty and the other members Of the Royal family and Royal guests. BACK TO BUCKINGHAM PALACE On the way back to Iluckinghain palace from the Royal chapel the procession was led by the carriage of the Qaeon, Her Majesty, who was accompanied by the Duchess of 'reek, was wrapped in a white In- dian shawl. She gave instructions that the carriage ,should proceed slowly in order that she Might view the decorations. This, gave the crowds along the route an opportun- ity to again see her Majesty,- and she was enemsiastically cheered. Following the Queen came •the car- riage of the bride and bridegroom. The newly -wedded pair were animat- edly talking, only occasionally stop - aping their conversation to salute the crowd in response to the cheers with ...which they were welcomed. Iannense crowds were assembled in the Mall, Bird Cage Walk, the upper part of St, James' park, and ir inity of Buckingham palace. Even in Grosvenor place, back of the Palace gardens, from which nothing of the procession could be seen, people stood packedand jammed. Bucking- ham palace Awl was also crowded as far as could be seen. AN OVATION. Shortly after the Royal party, en- tered the palace, the Queen, the Duke of York and his bride, and the Duke ancl Duchess of 1.'eck appeared upon the balcony. As they stepped out the crowd before them went wild with enthusiasm. Such cheer- ing and such long continued expres-sions of popular approval have sel- dom, if ever, been equalled in Lon- don. So prolonged was the ovation that a chair was brought to the bal- cony and the Queen seated herself. She appeared to be suffering a little from the heat, and as she sat in, the chair she slowly fanned herself. Her face „plainly showed the pleasure she felt at the enthusiasm of the crowd: Theefaces, of tbe„Duke and Duchess of York beamed with happiness, and they repeatedly ledived and smiled as the salves of applause and the cheers of the multitude were repeat:: ed again and again. The Duchess of York looked charmingly' beautiful.) She carried in one hand a bouquet of Provence roses, orchids, and or- ange blossonas. THE BRIDAL GIFTS. To enumerate the bridal gifts and the names of their donors would re- quire several cohunns of newspaper, space. Presents were received ' from all Parts of the British dominions.' The Duke of York's present to his bride consisted of an open petalled rose in pearls and diamonds, ,and five -row pearl necklace. The pearls are not exceptionally large, but they, arc .perfnctly pure and Splendidly matched. The Duke *and Duehess, of Teck ' gave their daughter, a suite of jewels 'comprising tiaras necklet, and brooch ',of, turquoiSes and .diamonds. Much has -been said yegarding the. • opposition 'of the Princess of Wales, gto the marriage; it being, stated that she did not' ap- prove of her son marrying. the girl who had been engaged to his brother, even though that brother was dead. The present given by the Princess of Wales should put to rest these ru- mors, for it is doubtful if a more valuable gift was ever given by an3r- one on a, similar occasion. The Princess' gift donsisted mostly, of jewellery and precious stones,' the whole being valued at £250,000. MODEST HOUSEKEEPING.' i'Di5,png couple began their Mar- rie,ds on a •very much less ambi- tions, scale than 100031 a bride and bridegroom who literally have their way to make in the world. The, lit- tle cettage in which they lived at Sandringham only contains two very sniall sitting -rooms besides a tiny business office for the Duke of York, and there is only space for a couple of guests at a time. It is, very simple, -but prettily furnished, with light and seemingly inexpensive furniture, and nearly all the Princess May's girlish treasures, her, stock -of ' knickknacks and personal odds and ends veth which she adorned her rooms , at the White Lodge Were sent down there to make the little nest homelike., bit is altogether an ideal little house for a uewly-marri- ed couple, royal or otherwise, for the surroundings are delightfully pic- turesque, and just without the win- dows of the d semi rig, and dining rooms is a. beautiful lake, over which , has sberni en thrown a oaliticslookiog th Dickie, when you divided those five ca.ro,rnels with little si;tter did you giVe her three ? No, intl. 1 thought tligy wouldn't conie out even --so I ate one 'fore 1 began to divide. Tilninicl (feeling his ways—I wouldn' a,re t hi ilk of in arry- ing, bechuse 1 hn.ven't encugh money to ask a, girl to becoine,--ns—• Miss l'essay—Conldn't you borrow 5, lit - (le?