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was along, irregular building, and roofed with old anl‘narrow tiles, which from red had in the course of ages, faded to sober russet. The banquetâ€" ing-hall was a separate building at its northern end, and connected with the main dwelling by a covered way. The aspect of the house was westerly. and the front windows looked on to an exâ€" panse of parkâ€"like land, heavily timb- ered with oaks of large size, some of them pnllards that might have pushed their first leaves in the time of Wilâ€" liam the Conqueror. In spring their vivid green was diversified by the redâ€" dish-brown of a double line of noble walnutâ€"trees, a full half mile in length marking the track of the carriage-drive that led to the Roxham highâ€"road. Behind the house lay the walled gar- den, celebrated in the time of the monks as being a fortnight earlier than any other in the neighborhood. Skirting the southern wall of this gur- den. which was a little less than a hunâ€" dred paces long, the visitor reached the scattered ruins of the old monas- tery that had for generations served as a stone quarry to the surrounding villages, but of which enough was left, including a magnificent gateway, to show how great had been its former extent. Passing on through these, he would come to an enclosure that markâ€" ed the boundaries of the old graveâ€" yard, now turned to agricultural uses. and then to the church itself, a build- ing with a very fine tower. but posses- sing no particular interest, if we ex- cept some exceedingly good brasses and A"; AF ted upon its walls, wh (veeding strength and was a long, irregular roofed with old animal from red had in. the faded to sober russet. ingâ€"hall was a separau northern end, and con: a' colossal figure of a the solid heart of any to be the effigy of a ‘ who died in the time low the church agai hundred and fifty p‘ the vicarcge, a comp building, possessing“ attraction, and evizle: the remains of the n At the swath end 01 itself lay a small gm: ure garden [ringel w and adorned with UN One of these trees w extremity, and uncle path cut through the This path, which was and called the “Tum the lake. and debouc glade where stood ler, partly mature“ and structed by the monks. full m‘ile round, anrl from hundred yards in width. shape of a. man‘s shoe, th west like the house, but I yond it. the narrow part the hollow of the instep,. ly opposed to it, and\ the out in an easterly direc‘ CI‘SOnages rages treat ‘gexieratipns. » ' Here It was that Angela. grew Some nine and a half years had pass- ed from the date of the events deâ€" scribed in the foregoing pages, when one evening Mr. Fraserhethought him that he had been in-doors all day. and proposed reading til‘. late that night. and that therefore he had better take some exercise A tall and ing mar mouth. The It is per} ‘0 womanhood being , with dark eyes, :1 Ken (1an that peculiar stun} itse CHAPTER XV the “Tunnel \Yalk,’ and debauched in t1 ; of the 1110!) 1th end of th small grass fringe‘l wit 1 with two f 5e trees was and under aps time that the rea ' a little of the anci reality where many of still by the somewhat whose 15 a fxne ourselves; ths forgotten, but witness of the 5 Hands of whi< and m( looked on to an ex~ land, heavin timbâ€" large size, some of might have pushed n the time of \\'i1â€" In spring their {ly good brasses and a monk cut out of r1- oak, and supposed L prior of the abbey e of Edward I. Beâ€" nn, and about one paces from it, was aparatively modem ; no architectural ,ently reared out of which were of 2 nd thickness. monastery. ‘ 3f the Abbey House :ass plot and pleasâ€" wilh shrubheries, NO fine cedar-trees. was at its further ler it there run a 1e dense shrubbery. as edged, with lines at Caresfioot's fxne New “I “'3’ and Dart‘ny 90“- ks, measuring ‘1 irom fifty t0 (“‘0 h_ It was in the 5, the heel facing ut- projecting be- )art representing masonry ved nervou. monaster its was in 115E these 1 had little Stafi that look- It nd 1e and 'had in his youl himself greatly at ca clasfical and a mathe When quite young, hi through the influence his present living, w was good and the j small indeed Freed sity for exertion. he with his books, having of parish work for rel: er sought to emerge 1 his aimless studies to : and place in the labc Fraser was what pet man thrown away. I] mic; and a a any. .. man thrown away. If they had known his shy. sensitive nature a little bet- ter, they would have understood that he was infinitely more suited for the solitary and peaceful lot in life which he had chosen, than to become a unit in the turbulent and greedy crowd that is struggling through all the ages up the slippery steps of the temple of that greatest of our godsâ€"Suceess. There are many such menâ€"probably you, my reader, know one or two. With infinite labor they store up honey from the fields of knowledge, collect endless data from the statistics of science, pile up their calculations against the very stars; and all to no end. As a rule, thev do not write books; they gather silars; and a they do not the Iearmng its per should It “1 end of ed on ' the he: his w where to the bad to before he wa man thn his shy. Ler, they be was i and against the where lay 1 Hilda the fi hands ra "Don't Hy at the g1 ed and saw the great gr little Angel mea mg aske must she mm 1011er any more. know; 1 cannot tell yo you think me silly? "I think you are a child. Are you not here alone at night !" “Atraid--uh, no! here after dark. becau: lhe ruins are full of [old me that. But 11 I cannot see them; and much to see them. i wrong, but I told my other day, and he Lu: was ang such ide not give afraid tc “Atraidâ€"oh, no! Nobody comes here after dark, because they say that ihe ruins are full of spirits. Jakes told me that. But I must be stupid; I cannot see them; and I want so very much to see them. i hope it is not wrong, but I told my father so the other day, and he turned white and was angry with Pigott for gixing me such ideas; but you know Pigott did not give them to me at all. 1 am not afraid to come; I like it, it is so quiet, and, it one listens enough in the quiet I always think one may hear someâ€" thing that other people do not hear." “Do you hear anything, then Ll" “Yes, I hear thingsJJut I cannot un- derstand them. Listen to the wind in the branches of that tree, the chest- nut, off which the leaf is falling now. says something, if only I could catch 1 .” Hé It and she UDBS “But heaven is always happy.” "Is it? I don’t understand how it can be always happy if we go there. ’fl‘here must he so many to be sorry or." Mr. Fraser mused a little; that last remark was difficult to answer. He looked at, the fleecy cloud. and, fallâ€" ing into her humor. said: "1 think your cloud is the shadow of an eagle carrying a lamb to its little happy "And I think fidently, “that angel carrying Again he was infinitely more “This.” he re: curious mental Before he (-01, further. she DU 21 different strz an "have are joll) ‘ted t “\Vho' are Jack and Jill ?" "Why, my ravens, of course mm; a! a. Ange L (leprccatory voice; "m 515' this evening that I company." fame here for company! mean ‘4 ’ 1e hung her head. .OlIl€ squlrg Stan 3. His hist mon one. abilities of ad in his 3 greatly a avens as ay from soon fly-eiome as gods as a mild evening in October when Mr. F! lus com; much lite the :nt ieed exerti a camp to yhe surprised} 1n ked she brn_k( m; strum you seen DE 1t 11 Jom an.d s expengp the m 11k , a 11)? young mflue living and t] km {his me 5 Ie cross uke t’lgotL wnen understand me. Some- ever so much alone, as ms looking for- something 0L find it, and then 1 come nere and look at my mothâ€"- and I get company and am any more. 'l‘hat is all I mot tell you any more. Do ne silly? Pigott does.” you are a very strange 3 you not afraid to come angry wit for the very love hot lost. year to hiII more he, the in at resioot litt peopie call an able . If they had known nature a little bet- ave understood that more suited for the ful lot in life which {uden nce ( , where the .e populatim 'eed from a1 he shut hiII ,ring his littl relaxation. a {3 from. the to struggle f aborious W01 pqqple 062“ . outh ' distin ‘ college, ‘00 thematical The 1 an 11 myse If n which those de I almost invariabl sLil and and thr ' and tell PI tell me what uzzled than 11y with ks; they game: learning’s sake of it rejoice t: And thus the: year, until th1 and the pi‘che: \ and the {121th {UN sit home." 1; the idea. was 1 than his own. "is a child‘ of a. emulns 01 ughter-m and wan at mswered. con- ‘ shadow of an but 1 was sc I came here went on: you, but Pigott w mnot hand Henceâ€"more 0 another, in uld. we men himself up ittle round 11, and nev~ he rquite of How are 3P! the latter \ser startâ€" was up in xter, made the lake, the -ing orld. Mr \pqinl anon. "ICC “'hat (1( him 'a‘ched; g stead- it turn- :ognized 1115 thought in quite itar mm plac hook 1e! het Iust you yot Fhoy them out it at the “The t m U in the He took two, “'hen I V an her hand; "that’s where they peckec But I. stuck to my bag, and got dow at last, and I'm glad I did. for we ar great friends now; and I am sure th (‘rOSS old birds would be quite please if they knew how nicely I am educatin their young ones. and how Lheir mun ners have improved. But I say, M1 Fraser. don’t tell Pigott; she canno climb trees, and does not like to se me do it. She does not know I wen after them myself." Mr. Fraser laughed. "[ won’t tell her, Angela, my dear but you must be carelulâ€"you migh tumble and kill yourself." "I don’t think I shall, Mr. Frasel unless I am meant to. God looks afte me as much when I am up a tree a when I am upon the ground.” faith 1e: " Books. and the languages that 1 nations, nations that have passed used to talk, and how to (talc numbers and distances. "Yes, I should like to learn much; but who will teach me? I learned all Pigolt knows two ; ago, and since then Ihave been ing to learn about thetrees and flc and stars: but I look and watch mUCh; but who V learned all Pigo ago, and since t ing tolearn ahou and stars; but I can't understand "Ah! my dear is the highest what I tel] "Oh. how will work. like; but first.” Her fa (ion of h father; he doe body but Pigol and Sam som ask my father whilst I am 1 At thatm in View, 1n "0h, here Where have girl? At sc Lricks again the life out, bad of you, The n‘me' peculiarly w very solid 11 pu ups “Don’t be Cross, Pigott, dear," she said. "I didn’t Inean to frighten you. I couldn’t help goingâ€"1 couldn’t in- deed; and then I stopped talking to Mr. Fraser." “There, Lhere, I should’ just like to know wno can be 010,; Win] you when you put on tllosevngys. Are your feet weL? Ah, I thoughL so, Run in and take tnem off.” 7 " Won’t that he just a little (llf- fu-th’l‘ and she was gone with a mer- ry "laugh, men; it IS so rotten, you nave no flea. There were three little ones 11 the nest, all with great mouths. I 00k two, and left one for the old birds. V'hen I was nearly down again, the 1d birds found me out, and fle\_v at) me, and beat my head with their Wings, nd peekedâ€"oh, they did peck! Look ere." and she showed him a scar on ,er hand; "that’s where they peeked. iut I stuck to my bag. and got down t last. and I'm glad I did. for we are Figgot drew a little nearer spokv in a. low voice. ‘ ’Tis my belief, sir, that uh) sees things; she is just the udder I ever saw. There’s nothing ~l better than to slip 'out of a nig to go to that there beastly churL‘ saving your presence, for 'conlpu she calls itâ€"nicel sort. of coinsz deed. And it is just the same with storms, You remember dreadful gale a. month ago, t that took down the North Gro Llew the snire off Rewtham ( ,round nun, ar Zut, if you liks :ela. I am pr xnd it will gi )ut yqu must I “There, sir, that‘s just like her, cafichlng a body up like, and unsng wngt sue says, till you don’t knon‘ Much is head and which is neels. 1'11 be bound you found her down yunJor.’ and she nodded toward the church- yardl that took down the North Grove and Llew the spire off Rewtlmm Church. Well, just when it» “as at its worst. and I was uâ€"sitting and praying that the roof might keep over our heads, I look round for Angela, and can’t see her. ‘Some of your tricks again,‘ thinks I to myself, and just. then up Comes “\Vell,” said Mr rather interested- this queer child Sm did you find her?‘ “Well, sir, you know! where the old wall runs out into the water, below Caresfoot's Staff there? Well, at the end of it there’s a post sunk in. with a ring in it to tie boats to. Now. would you believe it? out there at the end of the wall, and tied to the ring by a smrf passed round Ler middle. .was that dreadful child. She was stand- lng there, her hat]; against the post, right in the teeth of the gale, withthe spray dashing over her. her arms stretched out before her. her hat gone. her [0an hair standing: out Lehind. look round for Angela, and can’t see her. ‘Some of your tricks again,’ thinks I to myself, and just. then up comes Mrs. Jakes to say that Sam hazl seen little missy creeping llown the tunnel walk. 1 was that scared that 1‘ run down, got hold 01 Sam, for Jakes said he wouldn‘t go out with all them trees a-flying ahout in the air like strawsâ€"no, not for a thousand pounds, and off we set alter her," Here lligott paused to groan at One recol- lection of that walk. mg there, her right in the te spray dashing stretched out her long hair straight as an flashing as t‘v :m'l a.” the “'1” :m'l Vallithe while 1 trees crashing do way enough to u hen 1 am Once more ruld not a‘rn fifty f6 My father; he rn or not. I J her; he does no ‘3' but Pigott an I Sam sometim earn will walk home with you, my dear. me, Angela, would you like to the of the ( end of t dear. contm ghest educ: would appre have a found 3 now; and I am sure the rds would be quite pleased how nicely I am educating ones, and how their man- mproved. But I say, Mr. ’t tell Pigott; she cannot and does not like to see She does not know I went V81 ‘Whe know YOU ds would be how nicely I ones, and h( ather‘s quie_tly fell 11mm and I: low voice. belief, sir, th she is just the There’s noth 3.11 1m what 3" . the language ms that have leurmng. Ask ment Pigott her L great flurry. you are, Miss but e at the th‘ set!) of t] ' over in before in standin Lur romi with great mouths t one for the old bir arly down again, t me out, and flew head with their win they did peck! Lc ing quite ea (1‘ my neck, (1 work, and you yourself." I shall. Mr. Fraser. L to. God looks after u 1am up a tree as the ground.” 1d nothing” to say, he “’1 tree with a 1‘. Fraser, _who “a â€" everything film)“ tex'ested h1m;"whe will not ardly en , like me. ,1 you and litt] o-morrow, ‘eak to your 1m will neve little nearer, at: threé little 1 great mot :é'd at her with a D118, and took her een her own tiny *1 tie at 1 11116, but remember that .th‘ ago, the one orth Grove and ariate her won iation of know The uneducate to the Lhousam of the field great ple to work 2 1m It ng‘ to say. he disturb her an passed away to calculate ‘s that other u night,anu churchyard. company,’ as company in- ith Of course I .ss Angela! ou naughty starâ€"gazing flightening t’s iust L00 Loiy tht hook 1‘ see my I see no- old Jakes‘ need not r miss me : Pigott.’ the care if on fire, be great ad in a L111)“. m. cbil 11: like I havE years n try- rasure and dc w it 1' atuI DES irds‘ the 1t} men sent. you SK 1t 1112 w1t mac put in a comn "l'm ng sharp_ enm it’s kmd c a luc night. Reader, we again, and to but you mus} change in her the curtain I years since 1: all knu the hist‘ ask your Angela.’ what had happene thatis, the Angel and ten years mak hetween the slim half and the wom ty. oral like 2 horses holding some loose she in his hand, sits Mr. F1 is a little grayer than a charact own road method h: it is IDOI‘E on the ot weakness. low every to your at the age if fifty-three; otherwiso his general appearance is much the same. and his face as refined and gentleman- like as ever. Presently, he lays down the sheets of paper which he has been studying attentively, and: says; “Your solution is perfectly sound, Angela; but you have‘ arrived at it in a characteristic fashion, and by your own road. Not but what your method has some meritsâ€"for one thing. it is more concise than my own; but, on the OLIEI‘ handl it shows feminine weakness. It is not possible to folâ€" low every step from’ your premises to your conclusion, correct as it “Ah!” says a. low voice, with a happy ripple in. it, {the owner of which IS busy with some tea things out of range of the ring of light thrown by the double reading lamp. "you often blame me for jumping at conclusions, but what does it matter, provided they are right? The whole secret is that i used the equivalent algelirziic fprmu- Ia, but suppre der to puzzle laughed sweet "T_hat matlclan il‘ritutlm perfectly mathen of mathematics is truth.” TIME’S CHANGES. “'hiffvrsâ€"Ah! How de do? \Vell, out with it. old man. \Vhat success? You said you were going back to your na- tive town to hunt up your first love. from whom you parted years agoâ€"the “ airy. fairy Lillian,” you raved about. you know. Did you find hpr? Bliffers, sadlyâ€"Y-eâ€"s. She’s drawing $20 a week as the champion {at wom- an of a dime museum Angt ing \x there 11! stick to t man road are entitle formula n worked t1 me two dz. ldder imself more. It is ( )ul “'th we ept :111‘ "Vox et preter that corner. my 5 Wlth a persox The Quit The fle h v trees. an 1f haq hr till [I] it hill ince last you. met the child )dd propensities excited Pig )nder and indignation, and Mr E interest, and ten years, as w: N, can work many L'hanges ii Dry of the world arid individ in ten years some have heel lean off the hoard and thei: nn; “it is nothing but a In de force." solution is correct you say? man ening Mr, F unaBIe edu ht woman lik( she (I roppe in. In a u the comfpxgt er mind. like what, 1: me lives, somebody rm one of these days md many thanks to home. ' Angela began her mg you tott ling maintain mathematival 1t 1t m hrou ii ter )sing in of: the r .vlimz‘ its! loudes \Ve man ngmpu, leautlful aves am rsell' 111 13 water ssed the! wor you," and t: worthy of a matheâ€" i Mr. Fraser, with some is nothing but a trick, mm ad queer itself 11,. “part would\ ra )ped her voiceâ€""as Ltes the sight of his ould not; say such Now, 1 will tell I am goimz on to in 1 am going on cc allow me to educate Ion good deal, of her; prepared for a flat appearance, for :en down for ten ) hear it,‘ sir. She‘s lik 1t art} 'ur'u ild nihiL Come out ear, [hate argu- [ cannot see. But use of arguing at nrrola. you are a ,tician, and I am i am obliged to OVE OOI‘BI nt'mued‘ find as has and nothing to ta. me, an st few hon; andi the :12 1nd shmvin fore ll-wufn 016 study leéf 1nvt1 ike irrive f mne nearly hen tle that 'ur ‘ othe expréssed h her an 3' 1nd at back sai shall he Now 5 and t1: few 1]: some of ‘t her bbdy 1y will be mic formu- kmg In orâ€" Lhe vou-e ys. (5.00 or hrin t it the 01 e at exactly Angela.â€" as little fferences vrill 7 rwisc His in the apo ing 10“! Ange flu mth let dri but 1thâ€" ‘egan and you can got 11111â€" near .elI ]€C Mrs. G. G. Bucklerk lies-o of Men mg the Silfii‘JILOI'iLy of the masculine intellect. We call the writer, Mrs. G. G. Bunkler, highly educated, for the reason than, having entered GirL-on Colâ€" lege as the holder of ascholarship-, she eventually took a first-class in the clas- sical tripos ELL the Cambridge Uni< versiiy examination. 'I‘hilt she knows something about the masculine intel- Ileu‘t from observation and experience is evident not only from her collegiate Li'ziiningl whim brought her into com- petition with men, but a‘llso from the fact that she is a. niece of Prof. Mam Muiller and a grand-niece of Charles Kingsiey and James Anthony Froude. After pointing cult Ihow signa'lfly was man‘s opportunities have been multiq plied of late years in civilized countries, or how notabLy, to use, the cunt phrase; woman’s splhere has been enlarged, Mrs: Bunkler directs attention to an econ0< mii-al side of the question, which is too often overlooked. She says truly! that the rush of women into certain vocations, especialfly that of teaching, "has overstocked the market and tend- ed to rednue saflaries, if not to lower the standard of excellence, an evil ag- gravated by the prevailing want of combination among the Women work- ers tlhenisel.~'es. The cheapness of fen ; male labor makes employers engage the e.. lxat women has only just started. She ha: Leen writing for over 2,000 years anl in almost every civilized country. "Yet nowhere," says Mrs. Bucklerc "do we find her in the high- e t rank." 0; real feminine poets one ran nnly na ie the half-mythiral Sapâ€" pho an‘l. pcssiLly in our own day Mire. Browningr an! Christina Rossetti In prose our author meets with the same absence of supreme exl'ellence, No wo- man ha; ever written a great hisâ€" tory. Macnline production has leen everywhere superior. except in the branche: of letter writing and novels of rlomesric life, which make, she thinks a spec‘a‘: demand upon the fem- iontne quilitim " or quick evolution and ready o‘fservation. In dramati: com- position no “Oman has gained for her- self lasting fame. The author attl'lr‘ butes to her sex in literature a want of cloveness of grasp. a want of bal- ance an:l a want of precision in form; these shortcomings, which are pro- nounoed incontestable, are ascribed to a lack of sympathetic power or to im- perfect training in the study of great. molels. 0n the other hand, Mrs. Buck- ler telieves that women may claim to have brought into literature, or to have intensified in it, two inestirrable qualities purity of sentiment \xithnut sentimentality and breadth of human sympathy. If to this immeasuzalile serVice be aided their indirect inspira- tional influence upon the writings of men. our author submits that great importance in literature must be con- ’ce\ieil to women, though not supreme excellence. 1 It is comparatively easy to prove that im discovery and invention in the iab t at anl applied s:iences and in a.chite:tural, pictorial. and plaatic art. woman’s achievements have. in the hi:torical p31“in at all events fallen far short of man’s. We shall not fol- loxv Mrs Buckler through this part of her argument, Lut note, that, by way of con ‘lusion, she recognizes logical co- gency in the queries: "If women were ever inte'lectually equal to men, when anl why did they begin to [all behind? an I, ll they never were equal, how can they hope to catch up now, when was (-uline eiU'ation is advancing at as great a rate as feminine?" 1‘1 perstitiou r in different tiun tuation of the Merovingian k land. 'l‘nere IE aversion, If not thé clans, parti men. it is consic clan the supersti of the results c the (‘aithness u is also conside Ogilv Lellir Lhrm the IHI A WOMAN’S ADMISSXONS. ‘eut ion reg enta thness men were the colc considered unlucky by and Grahame clans, the l: a. story ohan old man whc from his horse and. killed 59 because he had a green reem ( Tk Ken asserted by Loug' lmra‘use he ling whip. Amer ertainl ular EEN cifie towar ed the o ave enjoye: v attained. have they . is? is that, ‘ the histn ntain that md artisti; J SUPERSTITION, - how varied is the su rding the color greet untries. It is the na Opinions on the Abillu and “'onbm. \he current number can Review. on "The larkablte, because the highly educated wo~ .ost everything that abâ€"Blutely fi on or as dis ntries. It is the na- he Irish andthe im- France is the perpe‘ oyal color of the old gs. How different is vard the colur in Scot- is held in thc utmust f letters y the (‘aithness fatal. With this men concern- alt “'ith instance opportunities 51 in the past l. 111's. Buck- made out of 2‘ if onelooks nri"a1 record. t ” he wideâ€" ‘eth ivi st rate overy" sart- #011] new [the o]