see whether he were fit company for my sister, and I found him much superior to his name—-gentlemanlike and intelligent, not ill-read, and pretty safe, like most Yankees, to know how to behave to a young girl.  When he found I could accompany my sister on piano or violin he was transported.  Moreover, he could endure to be enlightened by a Britisher on such little facts as the true history of Auld Robin Gray and the Wacht am Rhein.  The lecture was a marked success.  We have another tonight, 16th.  It has resulted in a proposal to these two interesting performers to accompany the great Gracchus on a tour through the leading ‘cities,’ lecturing by turns with him and assisting.  He has hitherto picked up as he could ‘local talent,’ but is glad of less uncertain help, and so far as appears, he is superior to jealousy, though he sees that I’m better read, ’and of the cut that takes the ladies.’  It is no harm for Lida; she was not learning much, and I can cultivate her better when I have her to myself, and get her not to regard me so much like a lion, to be honoured with distant respect and obedience.  We shall get dollars enough to keep us going till my talents break upon the world, and obtain stunning experiences for the ‘Censor’.  My father’s dear old violin is coming to the front.  Our first start will be at Boston; but continue to write to Gerald F. Wood, care of Editor of ’Cole’s Weekly’.”

“How like his father!” was the natural exclamation; but the details that followed in another week were fairly satisfactory, and the spirit of independence was a sound one, which had stood harder proofs than perhaps his home was allowed to know, though these were early days.

February was beginning to open the buds and to fill the slopes with delicate anemones, as well as to bring back Mr. White’s workmen, among whom Clement could make inquiries.  One young man knew the name of Benista as belonging to a family in a valley beyond his own, but it was not an easily accessible one, and a fresh fall of snow had choked the ravine, and would do so for weeks to come.

Yet all was lovely on the coast, and Mr. White having occasion to go to San Remo, offered to take the three girls with him.

“Young ladies always have a turn for shops,” said he.

“I want to see the coast,” said Franceska, with a little dignity.

“But I do want some gloves-—and some blue embroidery silk, thank you, Mr. White,” said Anna, more courteously.

“And I want some handkerchiefs, if Mr. White will take me too!” returned Uncle Clement in the same tone.

“I know so well what you mean, dear,” observed Maura, sotto voce to Francie.  “It is so trying to be supposed mere common-place, when one’s thoughts are on the beautiful and romantic.”

It was just one of the sayings that had begun to go against Francie’s taste, and she answered—-

“Mr. White is very good-natured.”

“Ah, yes, but so—-so-—you know.”