even our never-to-be-surprised staf ioners in to see you?" And Father open her eyes widely for a second. Munro's smile grew brighter. “Tut

When the morning came it was not tut!" the chief went on testily, "you're thought necessary to move him after off duty, man! Some one else is seeing all.

to your work." But Father Munro laid Craig, the street preacher, was lying an entreating hand upon his sleeve, in the next bed when we brought and, beckoning him to stoop, whispered Father Munro in, and, knowing him by in his ear. sight, was at first strongly antagonistic. “Can't be done,” the chief snapped at I heard the words "papist” and “scarlet him when he finished. “I'm responsiwoman" muttered wrathfully, while ble for you, you know.” we were getting our charge into bed, “And I for him," pleaded Father and we gave a hint both to Craig and to Munro. the night nurse before we left.

The chief frowned down with the The next morning, however, things frown that awed so many students bewere very different. Craig, who was fore they knew him. my case, beckoned me to his bed di

“Man, it's fair ridiculous!” he said: rectly I went into the wards; he held a “quite unprecedented. I certify that finger to his lips, and pointed that you're not fit for any duty." But Father Munro was dozing.

Father Munro pleaded on. “Yer boots are fair thunderous," he When he finished, Macintosh, standwhispered reproachfully. “Can't you ing with the chart in his hand, held it see the man's asleep?”.

out for the chief, who, with a snort of I took the rebuke calmly, but couldn't impatience, took it, and stepped away resist a dig at him.

towards me. Then he laid a finger on I'm glad you leave him quiet,” I the upward line that marked a rising said. “I thought you'd be at him if you body temperature, and turned to Macgot a chance."

intosh again. "There's a time for a' things," said "Partly this notion of his, I think, Craig philosophically. “I've kep' an ee sir," Macintosh said softly. “He's on him an' he's a guid heart, though worrying over it tremendously, or I sair misled. We'll hae a bit crack later, shouldn't have troubled you. He slept maybe, and the doctor needna' be very little last night, you know." feared. I'll keep the ward quiet.”

“What on earth does he want to conTwice a day Young Tim came for our fess a man for?" asked the chief imbulletin, wild-eyed and anxious, and patiently; but that was beyond Mactwice I sent him away comforted. intosh, and he shook his head. Father Munro lay placid and patient, “If things go on like this,” said the worshipped by the nurses, and re- chief, with his finger on the chart, “I spected by all.

shall operate to-morrow morning." For three days we hoped, and then a “What do you think of letting him change came. He grew restless, turn- have his way in this?” asked Macining from side to side, and murmuring tosh; but the chief was quite indignant, to himself. As I stood watching him and they went down the shadowy ward from Graig's bedside that night he -it was growing very late—with their spoke aloud :

heads together, talking softly, while “A wife and bairn,” he said, “a wife Father Munro lay and watched, peer and bairn," and was silent again. ing anxiously after them all the time.

I was reading the chart that hung at What Macintosh said further I do not bis bed head, when the chief and the know, but they came back to the bed. resident came in together and looked What Father Munro said further I at him, at which he turned over a little, don't know either, but at last the chief and looked up into the chief's face with called me, and at once began to relieve a smile, not quite so bright as usual. his mind.

"What's this you want, sir?” asked “What are you doing here at this the chief at last. “One of your parish- time of night, Mr. Tregenna?"

"Taking a case, sir."

tapped at the screen. The voices had “You've no right to be here, none at stopped, and when I went round at the all. There's no discipline here. We Little General's word, he lay and smiled can't have this sort of thing, Dr. Mac- peacefully at me, his hand laid upon intosh! There! there” (as Macintosh Young Tim's head, while Tim's face tried to speak); "that will do! it must was buried in the bed-clothes. be seen to." Then he turned and bent "Tim and I have settled our affairs," over Father Munro again.

said the Little General, “and you are a “You'll be satisfied if you see this man witness to it, my son, if ever witness is to-night?” And Father Munro smiled needed." on him.

"Ten minutes are all you “Tell him, father!" Tim begged. want, and you promise to sleep after?”! “Would ye doubt my authority, Tim

"I shall sleep," he promised; and then M'Carthy? I've confessed you, and I got my instructions.

absolved you, with a penance and a I was to fetch Young Tim to Father promise. Fare ye well!" Munro's bedside, and I was to leave The thin fingers were extended in him there ten minutes. I was to warn benediction, and then Tim, the tears him first as to his behavior, and I was streaming down his face, crept away to take him away when time was up. into the darkness, and I knelt in his Then we all three left the ward-Mac- place. intosh to get a little sleep, for he was “Can I do anything for you, sir?! to come round again later, the chief to His hand trembled in the air once go home, and I to do my errand.

more, whether for me or for the vanI found Young Tim sitting in his one ished man I do not know. room, at the top of a seven-storied “An innocent wife and a bairn," said house, staring out at a cloudless sky, Father Munro, "Nunc dimittis," and in which stars were beginning to show. turning his face to the wall slowly, His wife and the baby were sound slipped into dreams from which he asleep, but Tim looked as though he had never rallied. never known what sleep meant. He The Little General was carried to his heard my errand in silence, and in si- grave with more pomp than ever he had lence he walked by me until-in the encouraged while alive; and many darkened ward, where only here and masses were said for his soul before I there a glimmer of gas was shown, and met Young Tim again, “Though the use where the only other moving thing was av masses to a holy saint in Paradise,” the ghost-like shape of the night nurse as Bridget M'Closky said to me, “is un-we stood by Father Munro.

beknown." "Ten minutes, my son,” was all that I had thought of Young Tim often the priest said to me; and then, draw- having an uneasy doubt concerning ing away to a window seat, watch in him, and passing up the Grassmarket hand, I left them. Screens fenced the one night, had him in my mind again, corner in which the bed lay, the last on

when he stood before me. that side of the ward. I could not see,

“Think of the devil!” I misquoted, I could not hear, what was going on. and then stopped, for there was light Once or twice I heard a stifled sob, enough to see the words didn't apply. hushed at once by the voice of the Little It was a Saturday night, but Young General. The minutes dragged like Tim was sober though excited, and hours. The night nurse, moving like a when he asked me for a moments chat, shadow here and there down the glim- I invited him to my room. We passed mering length of the place, the silent up in silence, I wondering a great deal, forms dimly outlined in the nearer beds, but determined to ask no questions. I were no company to me. Once I raised pointed to a chair, and looked dubiously my watch until I could see the second at my shelves. Hospitality suggested hand moving and hear the sound. an offer of whiskey and a fill of 'baccy,

I gave them the ten minutes and a but I restrained my instincts and faced few seconds over. Then I went and him in silence.



"I was thinkin', docthor," he said at easily understood. But I have asked last, “that as you were friends with the no questions, and do not intend to. If holy father and he stopped again. Young Tim has ever to give an account

“What holy father?” I asked. “I of that night's doings, I fancy somehow know none."

that the Little General will be there to "There's but wan for me," said Tim, plead for him. and then stopped again. "If you mean

RICCARDO STEPHENS. poor Father Munro," I answered, "what of him ?”

"He laid a penance on me," Young Tim said softly, “an' I'm doin' it, an' will till I die. He giv' me absolution

From The Economist. too, an' I giv' him a promise."

THE QUEEN. "Keep it then!" I said sourly, but There is no doubt that Britain is "a Tim went on.

veiled Republic," and no doubt either "There's no justice in it. The holy that her fortunes are materially affather was always just."

fected by the Monarchy, and, therefore, "Shame," I said. “Would you break by the character of the monarch. The your promise to a dead man ?

personality of Queen Victoria, whose "Sure an' I will if need be," said Tim reign on Sept. 23rd exceeded that of fervently. "You were there, an' what I

any previous sovereign, has been of must know, had he his sinses?”

more value to the country than it even As much as you or I,” I said angrily, yet fully recognizes. We do not mean “if not more. You can't get out of it by this only that a virtuous woman on that way.”

the throne has done much for morals Tim rose from his chair and faced me

and for domestic life, for though that is frowning.

quite true and vastly important, it is "Ye don't know," he cried; “I've all also true that the deep-seated Puritanto lose if I break me promise. But, if I ism of the British character would have made it to a sinseless saint who couldn't survived frivolity upon the throne or judge me or me sin, I'll break me

even vice. Charles II. debauched a promise, and be judged by a ,barder court by choosing debauchees for man."

courtiers, but he made no deep impresI sat and puzzled it out, while the sion upon the solid strata of English voices of the children came up from general society. The benefit conferred the reeking court, and Tim leaned by the queen upon her subjects has against the mantelpiece, breathing included a great example, but has also hard, but watching me steadily.

been of a more direct kind than that. "He was a better and wiser man than She has for nearly sixty years helped either of us,” I said at last. “The secret to select wise ministers, and when they lies between you and him, and you

were selected has helped them to must keep it;" and Tim, sober and hard

govern wisely. The whole of her inworking, holds to his promise still. fluence has been well directed, and her

As for me, I remember that the only influence has been much greater than is time I saw such wounds as Father commonly supposed. The “figure-head Munro had was when, in an election theory" of our monarchy, as Mr. Bageriot, a constable felled a rioter who hot long ago pointed out, is only parafterwards came under my hands. His tially true, for the sovereign can still staff made two parallel wounds like encourage or discourage a line of policy, knife-cuts, and the other wound was can still oppose or promote the selection caused by the fall. It was night, and of its agents, and can still compel every the stair a dark one, where the Little minister to consider very seriously General came by his death-blow. If what it is that he proposes to do. Young Tim, who had often threatened. There is no right of the monarch more was waiting there for Ould Tim when unquestionable or more frequently exFather Munro toiled up, the rest is ercised than that of asking "clearer

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explanations," and the person to whom istry which gives it when it is unwelyou must explain yourself is always a come, requires tact, solid sense, and person of influence on your counsels. above all, a power of convincing able The mere fact that explanation is oblig- men, made suspicious by the party waratory implies deference in those who fare, that the sovereign is immutably explain, and when the person to be con- loyal — incapable, for example, of vinced is clear-headed, is very familiar stimulating a growing disaffection by with affairs, and knows how to main circulating her own opinion that min. tain a kind of unapproachable dignity, isters are in error. There have been that deference is certain to be paid, if bitter critics of the queen from time to only to avoid the rebuke of which an time both in Parliament and the press, outspoken sovereign, such as all the but there has never been so much as a members of this dynasty have been, hint given yet that the queen was would not be sparing. The queen, undermining a ministry. therefore, has been, at all events ever The service thus rendered to the State since her marriage, a most important in steadying and clarifying counsel bas councillor of state, knowing everything, been greatly increased by the secrecy discussing everything, and not infre, which her Majesty has to the most sinquently exerting her much dreaded re- gular degree succeeded in maintaining. served power—that of asking whether Outside a most limited circle, the pubthe advice tendered her was that of a lic has never known the queen's opin. unanimous Cabinet, or had only been ions. Many will consider that a trifle, arrived at by suppressing serious differ- but it reveals the possession by the ences of opinion. There is no power, sovereign of very exceptional judgin the strict sense, in this right to be ment. Princes have usually much con. consulted, but there is enormous in- fidence in themselves, they by no means fluence, and that influence has been like to hide their light, and they enjoy always exerted, as is known to many showing that they are constituent and politicians, to keep the march of the important parts of the machine of gop. Monarchy steady, to make policy con. ernment. The queen has never put her. tinuous, and to avoid capricious or even self forward so as either to shield or to hastily-advised action. That the two thwart a minister; has, on the contrary, great parties in the State have never while working steadily for six or seven paralyzed each others' action, a danger hours a day, suffered herself to be conto which party government is pecul- sidered by the majority of her people iarly exposed, that personal jealousies rather as an ornamental figure-head, have been well kept down, and that the than as one of the propellers in the great machine has never, at all events, great ship. There is a great absence been seen to leave the rails, is due in no not only of vanity, but of selfishness, in small measure to steady pressure from that line of conduct, which is one that a queen who, from the first, accepted very competent statesmen have rethe constitutional system, who has peatedly shown themselves unable to never been captured by any politician, follow. They must make a fuss with and who has never betrayed any reluc- themselves instead of leaving it to time tance to work with any party in the to reveal the parts they have played State. As the queen is intensely inter- and the judgments they have formedested in politics, and has definite and a weakness from which the queen has strong opinions of her own, it is diffi- shown herself to be entirely free. She cult to exaggerate the amount of self- has been silent, sometimes under strong suppression which such an attitude provocation-as, for instance, in regard requires, or the effect which the con- to all the preposterous libels as to her sciousness of that self-suppression must habit of accumulation-and has left it have had upon the minds of successive to her life to reveal her to her people. ministers. It is an easy thing to say She has, in fact, throughout life played that the “Queen takes advice," but so in a supreme position the part of a to take it as not to embarrass the min. woman of strong sense, much reticence, and a clear realization of what that po- on the walls of Babylon, and listen to sition required and what it forbade. the tocsin bell of Ghent's belfry, which The result has been that warm appre- through centuries of turbulent history ciation of the utility as well as of the acted as guide, philosopher, and friend character of the sovereign which has to the citizens. Or a vision of Nuremmade the throne distinctly stronger burg in its mediæval beauty, with its tban it was when she ascended it, and watch-towers upon the city walls; Luhis developed loyalty so strongly that cerne with its Nine on the fortificaits expression tends sometimes to a tions, sentinels of eternity over some of little fulsomeness. The queen has not Nature's fairest work; Rome, with its been the cause of the wonderful pros- Capitoline Hill and its strangely garbed perity which has hitherto marked her watchmen; and the old Swiss canton reign, but her sound sense has been of Tessino, where the antiquity and inone of the causes why successive min veteracy of old customs is proved by istries have been so little carried away the night-watch call being still given by that prosperity, but have helped to in old German, although the common remove obstacles out of the way. That language of the people has, for centuthe queen throughout her long and suc- ries, been Italian. cessful reign has advanced steadily To come nearer home, we have the with her people till the United King- watch-towers of York and Chester; and dom though still a Monarchy is also the at Knutsford, in Cheshire, the bellman most perfect Democracy now existing, is still an important man, and conis a feat which reveals either a judg- cludes his perorations with “God save ment, or, as we have said, a self-sup- the queen, and the lord of this manor.” pression, which deserves at the hands It was in 1253 that Henry III. estabof all classes more credit than it re- lished night watchmen, and these, and ceives. The queen has received this later the bellmen, continued as guarweek many compliments and many dians until 1830, when Sir Robert Peel's felicitations; we prefer to consider her Police Act was passed. Cambridge, as one who through an extraordinary however, retained its bellman for sis period of time has carried on the busi- years longer, and his services were ness of reigning with dignity over a then transferred to the lamplighter. free people with unsurpassed judgment The watchmen are still to be met with and good sense.

If she had been a in certain parts of Europe, in Germany, Tudor she could not have managed in Switzerland, in Poland, in Italy, and better, and would not have managed in some of the Ardennes districts, half so well.

where the watchman's horn-blasts, one for each hour, are not heard with unmitigated satisfaction by the drowsy tourist. At Predazzo in the Tyrol, an addition is made to the telling of the

hour, "Vigilate sopra il fuoca. Sia From Good Words.

lodato Jesu Christo" (Watch against WATCHMEN'S SONGS.

fire. Praised be Jesus Christ), aud The idea of watchmen and watch

then again at Bregenz there is a charntowers seems to be surrounded with

ing custom of eulogizing a bygone herromance, and to teem with historical

oine, one Hergutha or Gutha, who in associations. From the dazzling bril

the thirteenth century saved the little liancy of electric-lighted streets, alive

town from falling into the hands of the with traffic throughout the night hours,

men of Appenzell, during a siege of we look back through the long vista

nine weeks in the winter of 1408. Iuof ages to the times when the watch- stead of the hour at midnight they cry, tower and the watchmen were essen

"Ehr Gutha!” (Honor Judith). tial features of life. We hear the solemn purport of the night guardian And when to guard old Bregenz, of Jerusalem, can see the ancient tower By gateway, street, and tower,

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