to Stubbing's field, the place of rendez-1 “ Leave room for Betsey, Captain vous. She did not believe he would be Thompson,” called out Hero. there ; most likely at the last moment he “The Lord preserve me! And will I had sent some excuse ; but, if not, how have to hoist up Betsey ? Then it's a felwould he meet her? She must school low-feeling I've got for the donkey, poor herself not to betray any sign of agita- | animal !”. tion before people, and not to evince emo- “ No, no ; her basket I mean. I fancy tion at whatever might take place during I see Betsey mounted up there !” added the day.

Hero, laughing. A large elm-tree hid the field from “ Awh, do 'ee?” said Betsey, who, asview, but no sooner was that passed, than sisted in carrying her burden by her faithshe saw Leo leaning against the gate, and ful swain, Joe Bunce, had come up at in an instant he was walking rapidly this point, “then you'm keener at pictertowards her.

ing than I be. Lor bless the man," she “Hero," he exclaimed hurriedly, tak- exclaimed suddenly, addressing Joe, ing possession of both her hands, “ can "why don't 'ee set the things down, you forgive me? I have not dared to 'stead o' gaping at the dunkey ? Folks come and ask, and I was ashamed to 'll think you've met with a relation." write to you. Say yes before we get up This speech having the desired effect to the others, for I am so miserable!” of turning the laugh against Joe, Betsey and his handsome face wore an expres- recovered her good temper, and began to sion of most becoming despondency. take her place as head and chief of the

Forgive him ! why, in a moment, she commissariat department. felt she had nothing to forgive. All her A picnic, or merry-making of any kind, anger vanished, and she answered, in a which entailed a tolerable amount of prepquivering voice, while tears of joy trem-aration and bustle, was a source of much bled in her eyes —

gratification to Betsey, who was never “ You must forgive me too, Leo. We more delighted than when pooh-poohing ought, both of us, to have known from in a triumphart way the eulogiums which the first that neither meant what was her bill of fare, her cookery, and her gen

eral arrangements in the substantial mat“You will be quite afraid of me, now ters of comfort, drew forth. Her presence that I have betrayed my horrid temper,” | and surveillance were deemed essential to he went on dolefully. “ You never knew secure a perfect success ; and certainly, before what a jealous beast I am. I feel she contrived in some mysterious way that that you must despise me, Hero ?everything should be remembered. Al

“Oh! I do," she replied, looking though she invariably demanded, “ Whatlaughingly into his face; her sweet brown ever is the use of having that Joe ?" she eyes betraying her love and happy trust. would have been highly offended if he had

Of course, a great deal of banter was not been asked to assist her; for it was her levelled at them from the party assembled boast that she and Joe had “bin on and in the field.

off for the last twenty years," and it was "Ah, me !” sighed Mrs. Thompson, universally understood that some day " what it is to be young. Now, girls, when Joe got a coast-guard, and gave up make the most of your time ; for, take the flesh and the devil in the shape of a my word, it won't last for ever. There weakness for an occasional over-glass of wasn't a more devoted lover in the world rum and water, Betsey would condescend than my Terence. His sighs and groans to take him in hand, and be the saving of would have melted an iceberg — and just him. to look at him now !”

Joe was the mildest of giants, as well as And she turned admiringly round to the smartest of sailors ; as easily pleased her little, fat, merry-looking husband, and amused as a child, and quite proud of who, in a nankeen costume, much fa- the state of subjection in which his ladyvoured in the West Indies, was standing, love kept him. His severest trial was that, breathless from the exertion of stowing during his stay on shore, Betsey insisted the donkey-cart with the necessary bas-on his accompanying her each Sunday kets and hampers of provisions.

evening to chapel. Through the whole “Sure the women are hard to please service she kept an eagle eye on poor now," he got out, after a great effort ; | Joe, fearing that his attention should “for ain't I still puffing and panting like wander, or that he might he tempted to a grampus, and doesn't that and sighing doze. During the sermon, each allusion both come under the same category?” that was made to the especially wicked,


or more than ordinarily miserable sinner, (ter,” she said, clinging more closely to was followed by a significant nod of her his arm, and regarding with pretty pride head, or a vigorous nudge of her elbow his handsome face; “but still it is very to the unfortunate Joe, who thus became nice of them, and it shows how much the centre of attraction to both parson they must think of you. Oh, deir me!" and people.

she laughed, “what a flustration I should Betsey, in common with most of the be in if I was asked to meet a lot of grand Ebenezer brethren, rejoiced in having ladies and a countess! I should think of had a call ; one of the privileges of which nothing else but how I should look, and was, that it enabled her to securely con- what on earth I could wear." gratulate herself that she was not like Leo smiled upon her condescendingly, other men, “ more partickelary they as if such small anxieties never troubled Bunces ;" for Joe's family were not shin- | him, although the first thing he had done ing lights in the village, and it soothed was to consider what would be the most her immensely to listen to the vivid de-effective shooting costume, and he had scriptions of the yawning pit, and the already written off proposing an arrangegnawing worm — the certain doom of ment with his tailor, by which means he such reprobates as laughed at Mr. Pether- hoped to obtain what he had decided wick as a ranter, and called his followers upon. blue lights.

*“ Will any ladies be there?” asked On this especial day the picnic party Hero. were bound for the Swallow Sands, which “I believe not; why ?” could be reached either by a tolerably “ Because," and here Hero assumed a good road, along which went the elderly little make-believe pout, “if so, I think I people; or a scrambling rocky path, should be jealous." chosen, of course, by all the younger “Ah! no you would not," and Leo folk, who soon paired off at a respectable gave a little sigh, as if to say she did not distance apart, so as not to interfere with care enough for him to be that. “I was each other.

going to say," he added, “that if I The sun shone brightly, the great cliffs thought so, nothing should induce me to afforded shade, the breeze from the sea go ; yet I hardly know, I should be tercame cool and pleasant, and Hero Car- ribly tempted to try.” thew led by Leo Despard, thought what “Why, Leo?" said Hero, looking a difference a few hours had made. In-earnestly at him; “and do you think stead of feeling sorrowful and downcast, that when I know you are constantly she seemed by contrast to be happier meeting girls who can sing and play, and than she had ever been, and certainly Leo do everything beautifully, that I never had never before been so thoughtful and feel jealous of them ? I cannot help it, devoted. He tried by every attention to and when you have been telling me about make amends for his outburst of temper, them, sometimes I have hated them ; but which he still deplored, although Hero only for a minute, you know. Then I felt she would not mind an occasional have felt quite ashamed, and have punquarrel if it entailed such a making up. ished myself by asking you to tell me As for Leo, he was thoroughly disposed more." to be pleased with himself and everybody! Leo took her hand, and pressing it in around him. He had that morning re-his, said, “ You need never be jealous of ceived an unexpected invitation for the any one, Hero, for I cannot help loving 12th of August; and though he told you. In some way or other you have so Hero, with an attempt at dissatisfaction, completely bewitched me, that I never that it really was too bad of Curzon to ac- think of any one else ; all I want is to cept Lord Shipwith's invitation for him, have you and,” he added with a hopeless and so put it out of his power to refuse, sigh, “ money enough to give you all you in his heart he was jubilant over the dis- ought to have.” tinguished party of which he was to form “That will come in good time, Leo, one, and he repeated for Hero's edifica- dear. Why, you are almost certain of tion the names of some of the guests. your promotion in another year."

“ Fancy, Leo, his asking you !” ex- Leo shook his head. claimed Hero, quite awed by several “Well, two at the longest." grand sounding titles.

“No, nor in two ; and when it does “ And why not, my dear child ? I come, what a beggarly pittance it is, just think myself quite as good as they are.” enough to keep soul and body together."

" And I think you are a great deal bet- | “Oh, you'll see that we shall manage very well on it," said Hero cheerfully. I partiality towards her late husband's first “ Why, look at the Blakes, they have wife's cousin. But Leo had not in the nothing but his pay."

least miscalculated his effect, and though “ Yes, I think I see my wife going about Betsey gave a toss of her head, by which iike Mrs. Blake. Why, you little goose, her bonnet completely lost its balance, you have no idea how proud I should be she could not conceal her inward satisfacof you."

tion, as, without turning round, she anHere their conversation was interrupted swered -by a turn in the path which brought them “Don't you think, now, Mr. Despard, in front of the Swallow Rock, and within that I don't know, as well as if I'd spoke sight of the road party already arrived, the words myself, that you'm only smearand busily engaged in unpacking ham- ing at me ? though mind," and here she pers, and spreading out the dinner on the confronted Joe, “her's fool enough to say sands below.

that, and more a top o' it, but wishin' her “Why, Betsey !” exclaimed Hero, as no harm, for she's none o' my acquaintthey suddenly came upon that notable ance; all I says is, take'un, and a good with her gown tucked up, and her bonnet riddance of bad rummage 'twould be for perched hindside before, “how hot you me any day.” look!"

| At which speech Joe went into a burst *Ah ! and you'd look hot, too, I reckon, of exultant merriment, in which, after a if you'd had the drivin' o' that dunkey." momentary struggle Betsey joined, caus

* You should have let Joe drive him,” | ing the Captain to call out from below – said Leo, with a knowing look at the “Here, what's all that jackacting going giant.

on up there ? " “ Joe !” ejaculated Betsey, with the “Tis Maister Despard, sir,” Betsey severest contempt, “beyond rattlin' a tin answered, hastily wiping away the tears cup with stones he's a fine help, surely. her laughter had caused her. “There, Besides,” she added, decisively, “ I can't do 'ee take'n away, for gracious goodness abide to see a man a larruping a dumb sake, Miss Hero, or nobody 'll have a bit animal,” — although, as the unfortunate o' dinner. 'Tween he and that Joe, I can't beast could have testified, this aversion get a minute's peace.” did not extend to her own free use of the “I thought I should put her into a good stick.

temper," laughed Leo, as he followed “ Have you got anything for me to do ?” Hero down to the sands below, where, asked Leo languidly.

when the various arrangements were com“ You, lor no," retorted Betsey, with a pleted, they sat down to dinner, in the snort; "only for 'ee to get out o’my way, middle of which the Captain, who was by for I'm like a toad under a harrow, I don't this time overflowing with enjoyment, know whichee corse to steer. Here, come said along, Miss Hero, I'll soon put you to “How much I wish that our good friend work.”

Sir Stephen could have been one of us “ Then I suppose you intend me to to-day! However we'll drink his health, stand by and admire you as Joe is doing,” and as Truscott tells me that they may be said Leo.

expected now very shortly, we'll put off “I should like to catch’n at it,” and any more junketings until after they arBetsey gave another snort and a defiant rive, I think.” look towards Joe, which caused him to “ I suppose," said Mrs. Randall, “that hastily wipe away a rising smile with the we must all offer them some kind of enback of his hand.

tertainment. For my part, I almost wish “Why now, you know that he does ad- Sir Stephen was coming by himself; lamire you, Betsey," Leo continued, bent dies take so much more notice of makeupon teasing her. “If not, he would be shifts than gentlemen do; but there, they master of the Prince William Henry; for must take us as we are, we'll do our best, Mrs. Burt says, that until she sees Joe and the best can do no more." marry you, she'll never marry any one “And you'll see they will not want else.”

more," said the Captain. Joe's lips involuntarily formed them- “Do you think they will trouble themselves for a whistle, which all but escaped selves much about us?” asked Leo, raththem in his anxiety to see how his fiancée er amused at this discussion about peowould take this banter, which though not ple who he felt sure would regard Mallett true in detail had a certain amount of society with the well-bred contempt he foundation in the landlady's acknowledged secretly held it in. “Don't you think the

Dockmouth great guns and the county |

From the Atheneum. people will call upon them?"

THE BATH ARCHIVES. “Call ! of course they'll call," replied the Captain ; "why shouldn't they? The

SEVENTY-TWO years ago, a lad, only Prescotts are as good a family as any

sixteen,- George Jackson,- suddenly about here. You may depend upon it."

t left Westminster school, and found himthat every one in the neighbourhood will seli

d will self unpaid attaché to the special mission do what is right, and contrive, I hope, to

Ato of his brother to Paris, while Lord Corpgive them a hearty welcome. Here, Joe,”

a wallis was at Amiens negotiating the he called out, turning round, “just you S

d ie von short-lived peace. Mr. Jackson's father pass the word in the village for the place was one

r the place was one of the Canons of Westminster to be kept well holy-stoned, and tell 'em

'Abbey, and an otherwise extremely wellnot to be backward with the tar-brush. endowed clergyman. George, it was We'll show the Dockmouthers that when

hoped, would imitate his sire in his sucwe choose we can stand muster with them

cesses ; but the Westminister Canon deany day.”

parted this life, and young George, rapid"Ay, ay, sir," replied Joe.

ly adapting himself to altered circum« And, p'raps too, you'll mind that char- stances, gave up all thoughts of saving ity begins at home,' sarcastically chimed Souls,

arcastically chimed souls, and looked for better luck in serve in Betsey, delighted to get a sly hit at ing ministers. “they Bunces," whose neglect of the

Fifty-seven years of diplomatic service scrubbing-brush and dislike to soap and

d at home and abroad earned for him a water was one of her favourite topics.

knighthood and a retiring pension, the “Come, come, Betsey,” said Hero,

latter in 1859. In the way of pension, “keep your proverbs to yourself, or I Sirig

self or i Sir George did not cost his country much, shall let Joe into a secret, and tell him

pomin' - he died at Boulogne-sur-Mer in 1861. that we are always in danger of breaking

Last year, Sir George's widow edited two our necks over your brooms, and falling

volumes of her husband's diaries and letover your buckets.''

ters, which illustrated his personal ser. “Oh, well," retorted Betsey, “if he ain't

vices and the life around him, from his to die till he kicks the bucket in his own

boyish start in a manly career to the year home, you'd better get 'un to lease his

1809. In that work were included the life upon your houses. Miss Hero, he'll part he took in the mission to Paris, 1801be a Methusalem that way, any how."

2; his residence, with similar mission, at "Never mind. Betsey," said Leo, “ I'll Berlin, until 1806; and, subsequently, at take your part; what stunning pies you !

the King of Prussia's head-quarters, from do make !"

the battle of Jena to the Peace of Tilsit; " Ah !" laughed the Captain. « Sir ending with Jackson's correspondence Stephen found that out, didn't he, Betsey ? with

V with his family in England while he was Why, he'd never heard of pasties until engaged as a Secretary of Legation under Betsey made him some ; and then. Rule Mr. Frere, who represented England at Britannia ! didn't he walk into them !” the head-quarters of the Spanish Junta, “Awh, come," said Betsey, modestly

1808-9. refusing to take more than her share of

| The volumes, in which so much of credit. “'twarnt all Betsey there. If i public history and of the manners of conmade 'em, Miss Hero filled 'em, and temporary life was illustrated, surpassed pinched 'em fitty, and he knew that fast in interest and in ability most previous enough.”

works in connection with diplomatic ser. « Nonsense, Betsey," Hero exclaimed.vices. Young Jackson, in fact, had an old " I'm sure he knew no such thing." and head on young shoulders, with a heart she stole a furtive glance to see if Leo had Iquite as youthful as his years. He was taken notice of the insinuation. Appar- as much a wit as he was a philosopher ; ently he had not, or if so, he was evidently whatever he did he did it heartily, whether not annoyed by it, for leaning across he he pa

or annoved by it for leaning across he he passed the night in copying despatches whispereu

or in waltzing. He was a young man “ When you are ready, we'll go for a with the most acute observation, and this stroll.”

was directed to the most opposite subjects ; now, measuring the characters of the most astute and exalted of men, landed at Annapolis, "after a pleasant anon, dissecting in his own mind the Cyn- passage of fifty-three days !” Soon after, thias of the minute, and, while subdued he was installed at Washington, which, voluntarily by their magic, keeping him- he said, “resembles Hampstead Heath self, by the same impulse of his will, fancy more than any other place I ever saw." free.

* The Bath Archives. A Further Selection from the Diaries and Letters of Sir George ya ksen,

K.C.H., from 1809 to 1816. Edited by Lady Jacksun. 12 vols. (Bentley & Son.)

In 1809, Washington consisted of scatThe preliminary volumes left our mem-tered houses, intersected with heath, ber of the British Legation in Spain only wood, and gravel-pits. Francis put up a four-and-twenty years of age. The later covey of purtridges “about three huntwo volumes, now before us, relate the in- dred yards from the House of Congress.” cidents of six years more of the diplomat- On his presentation to President Madiist's busy life. They are, as they might be son, a plain little man, of simple manners, expected to be, greatly superior to those the two had a long conference, “ during detailing the earlier passages of Jackson's which a negro servant brought in some career. The observation is acuter than glasses of punch and a seedcake.” Our ever, the power of expression is height- minister did not dislike this unceremonie ned, the wit is still more brilliant, the ous ceremony, although it was in strong philosophy more profound and more at- contrast with audiences he had had of tractively expounded. In a word, the most of the sovereigns of Europe.” Of later volumes are more entertaining even Mrs. Madison, then about forty, and growthan the first; and if Jackson's powers to ing stout, Francis says, “She must have amuse and interest strengthened with his been a comely person when she served years, we hope that we have not yet out the liquor at the bar of her father's nearly done with him, and that the leave tavern, in the State of Virginia.” Francis we take of him in 1815 is only temporary. admired the American ladies generally,

The first volume of the second series but he distinguished between the swagopens at the old Glo'ster Coffee-House, gering Yankee and the true American Piccadilly, in December, 1809. Frere's gentleman. His wife lamented that her mission to Spain had come to an end. diplomatic husband, who had been accusLord Wellesley was returning to England tomed “to treat with the civilized Govto receive the Seals of the Foreign Office, ernments of Europe," had now the misand he assured Jackson that he was well fortune to have to negotiate “ with savdisposed to further Jackson's wish to ob- age democrats, half of them sold to tain a renewal of the appointment in France.” The minister himself wrote to Spain, in preference to the Secretaryship his brother George that “to be upon tolof Legation at Washington, to which he erable terms with the Americans, we had been named. George's elder brother must show that it is indifferent to us, Francis was then Mr. Canning's Minister whether we are so or not.” While the Plenipotentiary to the Government of the coarseness of Transatlantic legislators United States, with which, since 1807, was disgusting Mrs. Jackson, an excepdifferences had existed, arising out of the tional case in our House of Commons encounter between the Leopard and the had rather startled the general sense of Chesapeake. George Jackson, trusting, propriety. A member, Fuller, for using we are told, in the belles paroles of the outrageous language, was committed to Foreign Office, tarried in London, and the custody of “the serjeant-at-arms.” had ample leisure to discover what such | By way of farewell, Fuller called the ware was worth.

Speaker “a damned puppy," and snapped The diplomatist out of place looks very his fingers in his face. much like the gentleman waiting for But we must contine ourselves to the an audience in Meissonier's well-known doings and surroundings of George Jackmasterpiece. That is to say, hopeful yet son, who was what is significantly, if disappointed, ready to serve and impa- roughly, called “ kicking his heels," in tient to be employed; but, after all, with England. He was ever in the “best comas much relish for the amusements of the pany," though that was not always of the day as for the duties of office. Through-purest quality. He had a contempt for out the first volume, George Jackson is the Prince of Wales, and he called Mrs. chiefly engaged in dancing attendance Fitzherbert and the Princess of Wales on ministers or cotillons in ball-rooms ; his “two wives,” which, indeed, they keeping, the while, his diplomatic hand were. The latter, in 1809, was going off. up to its cunning by correspondence with “ He need not be so jealous of his wife's his brother Francis, the Plenipotentiary popularity" (George wrote to his mother). in the United States. Francis had" She makes herself perfectly ridiculous,

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