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showing wo*t ekilled end ea-efal training at the haada of the anperintendent. Mr. Nowell and hi* anaiaunta. The tie* halrmnn werw ably earried out Mr, R. N*. Hltcb. whilst Mr. John Howard proved capital aceompani**. Thw humoron* sketch entitled A'lvertiaing

) There are few of his relatives to whom the Prince of Wales is so sincerely devoted as he was to the late Duchess of Cambridge. He counted his attachment to the venerable old lady as amongst the greatest of his pleasures, and his first thoughts on landing

Malcolo' lig,h', of telling Mr. Biddulph of this secret enemy the house in his Pleasant way, Mr. Biddulph cam Fraser walking with his stalwart stepe. that, had been so swift to stab his reputation in the shaking hands with Mrs. Jock and her daughter, They

and lled his off his rough brown ' about the end of June, on a visit to the Prince and nee te, • . though I had no idea, of course, what a dreadful - P u ca p. . , boy lying at his feet. It was • innings paition, and On Saturday afternoon, Mr. Weelnough

of his life. The son of a fanner, be had fallen in love during his studious youth with a pretty daughter of one of the small lairds in his neighbourhood, and, though he had never spoken to the young lady, his admiration for her had influenced his life

; an d let so tell Mrs. Conway Con -Hope, Minnie attass6thasitamdwoukt her there, she told hermit ; and Malcolm bad youclurfed no reply.ors spoke no word to Margret to go if Mr. and Mrs. Freer went. of Malcolm Framer That lady however Nora wee obliged

assumed the laird at Iniamore, in Glasgow he was still a shrewd, clever man of business ; and Mr. Sandford Hill, at a humble distance, followed in his footsteps. Alick, in his telegrstn, had summoned Mr. Hill to Iniamore, and on the following day Mr. Hill arrived

signify. She looket b with a questioning expression at Mr. Brown' careless altitude; he was leaning hack in his air, his head ou one side, while the fingers of his right hand pulled gently at his fair whiskers; she sighed, and she seemed restless and

Stewart great attention, said Alick Fraser to his sister-in-law, Mrs. Jock, over his venison and aspic jelly. I think he admires her, answered Mrs. Jock. Alick said nothing more. He ate his lunch and drank his champagne, and tasted both the green and yellow

past he would have fain forgotten, and all the evil of his nature had for the time held possession of his soul. But his brow was smooth now, sad his smile as ready as if no secret weighed upon his heart. He bad a natural grace of manner, and Jock Fraser