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her in sparing her husband, and promising the Achæan League, the Macedonian every comfort. But Chelonis did not hesi- stranger was called in, and after a fatal tate. As Cleombrotus rose to go, she battle Cleomenes had to flee. During the gave him one of her children, and, taking course of his struggles his noble wife Agithe other in her arms and kissing the altar atis died and was bitterly lamented. His of the goddess, she walked out with him mother, Cratesicleia, was always ready to to degradation and poverty. Justly does help him, and stood by him to the last. Plutarch add the remark that if Cleom- At one time he required the alliance of brotus had not been entirely corrupted by Ptolemy, king of Egypt, but Ptolemy vainglory, he would have deemed exile would not agree to it unless the Spartan with such a woman a greater blessing king sent his mother and child as hostages. than any kingdom. The fate of pure- Cleomenes did not venture to mention this minded Agis was worse than that of Cle- proposal to bis mother, but the mother's ombrotus. No mercy was shown him, and keen eye observed that he was keeping he was put to death by strangulation. His some secret from her. At last she premother Agesistrata waited to hear what vailed on him to disclose it, and on hearwas to become of him. The officer, who ing it she laughed loudly and said, “ Will knew that Agis was dead, delusively told you not send immediately this body where her that no violence would be done him. it is likely to be most useful to Sparta, She wished to see him and take her old before it is dissolved by old age ?" After mother with her. Permission was granted. she had gone to Egypt she heard that CleThe two women entered the prison. The omenes was afraid to take certain measures doors were shut. The grandmother was because Ptolemy held his mother and child requested to go into the chamber where as hostages, and she at once wrote to him, Agis was. She went in and was strangled. Do what is proper, and never mind what Then Agesistrata entered, and saw her becomes of an old woman and a little son lying on the ground and her mother child." hanging by a rope. She calmly helped to The fate of Cleomenes was as tragic as take the dead body down, and, stretching that of Agis. He had sought shelter in her alongside of Agis, laid both the bodies Egypt, but found a prison there instead of out and covered them; and falling upon a home. He and his companions deterher son and kissing him she said, “O my mined to overpower the sentinels, break son, it is your gentleness and goodness through the place of confinement, and that have ruined you.” If that is your rouse the inhabitants to assert their liberty. opinion,” said the officer, “ you had better They easily broke through their place of go the same way.” She bravely held out confinement, but they could not rouse the her neck, and said, “ May this turn out for inhabitants, and so they resolved to die. the good of Sparta !” And thus was Each one killed himself except Panteus, stamped out the first effort for the refor the youngest and most beautiful among mation of Sparta.
them. He had been ordered by the king The second is also remarkable for the to wait till all had killed themselves. And nobility of the women who aided it. Cle- so he did. He went round all the bodies omenes, a man of great vigor and capacity, to see that they were and then, kissthe son of Leonidas mentioned above, ing Cleomenes and throwing his arms came to the throne. His father had com- around him, he also killed himself. The pelled him to marry Agiatis, the widow of Egyptian king ordered the execution of Agis; but he soon began to love the noble all the women connected with the Spartans. and gentle lady. They talked much to. The mother was brought forth and stabbed. gether about Ágis and his projects, and Other women also were put to death. But Cleomenes at length resolved to carry out most touching of all was the end of the the projected reforms. Again the young wife of Panteus. She was still very young prince was helped most effectively by his and exquisitely beautiful, and she was still mother, Cratesicleia, who supplied him in the raptures of first love. When her with resources and even married again for husband left Sparta for Egypt, her father his sake, for she thereby secured the sup had refused to let her go with him, and port of one of the most influential men in confined her. But she found means of Sparta. But again destiny was too pow. escape. She mounted a horse and rode to erful for the reformer. He did indeed Tænarus, and then embarked on a vessel succeed in introducing his reforms into sailing for Egypt. Now she moved about Sparta and in again giving her the fore- the women encouraging and consoling. most place in Peloponnesus. But he She led Cratesicleia by the hand to the awoke the jealousy of Aratus, the head of place of execution. She decently laid out
the bodies of the women who were slain. I ing to invade their province in order to And then, adjusting her own robe so that gather sern-seed - to tell you where to she might fall becomingly, she offered her- find the biggest foxgloves in the pass. self to the executioner without fear. But I am afraid Lady Jean is a little too Thus ended the second effort at Spartan late. Even the foxgloves are nearly over reformation, and henceforth autonomous for the season.” Sparta and her women disappear from his- “I thought you would perhaps come tory. We may well conclude the story with me,” said Frank, his animated counwith the closing words of Plutarch, who, tenance falling, speaking in a low tone of thinking of the dramatic contests that reproach, and with the boyish pout of his were held in Greece, says, “ Thus Lace- mouth. “I hoped that you would come dæmon, exhibiting a dramatic contest in out and let me see the places where the which the women vied with the men, things grew thickly, and where there is showed in her last days that virtue cannot the greatest chance of flowers still. Have be insulted by fortune.”
you been walking already to-day? Are you JAMES DONALDSON. too tired ?"
“Unah has hardly been out of doors for several days,” broke in Mrs. Macdonald; “the child is getting lazy, or else she is
wedded to her foolish messy leather-work, THE BRIDE'S PASS.
or her declocomanie. Which is it, Unah ? BY SARAH TYTLER,
and when are you to make leather look like wood, or glass like china ?” Mrs.
Macdonald spoke quite good-naturedly, WHAT SHE CAME THROUGH,
even caressingly. CHAPTER XI.
But Unah looked down with a vexed air.
“I was trying to do neither, mother; I THE MIST'S ON THE BRAE."
was hemming towels for Jenny.” FRANK TEMPEST came a willing mes- “ Then put them aside and go and get a senger to the manse one morning later in little fresh air,” said Mrs. Macdonald dethe week.
English guests of special dis- cidedly; and her aquiline nose looked finer tinction, including a bishop and a secre- and sharper, her dark eyes keener, her tary of state, with their spouses, were grey ringlets more perfect spirals while expected to pay a passing visit to Castle she spoke. "Jenny is too good a house
“ Moydart. The earl and Lady Jean were keeper to let her stock run so low as to be bent on welcoming them in Highland in great need of your help. Unah, don't fashion, and it was Lady Jean's special you think that there will be plenty of foxbusiness to see that the floral decorations gloves yet in the little birchwood just of the house were in keeping with the after you have passed Lochbuy Farm, going general design. She would have liked to up Ben Voil? That is a higher latitude, have had miniature lochans covered with to use long words, and the summer is later water-lilies to light up the abounding there." heather. But water-lilies are long past “Yes, do let us try for it, Miss Macdonblossoming in September; the only sub-ald,” pleaded Frank eagerly. “I have stitute was great piles of white foxgloves. never been up Ben Voil, I have had so “And she has used up all the white fox- much to do. Soon the mists and frosts gloves that she can come at within miles will be upon us, when Aulay Macgregor of the castle,” announced Frank cheerfully. has the coolness to tell me, that none save “She wishes to ask if you can get her a a Highlander can ascend the mountain. further supply, Miss Macdonald ? She But even to climb half-way up would be is sure that neither Oberon, nor Titania, something, if I am to be baulked of the nor Puck himself, knows such ‘banks'in great feat." Fearnavoil as you know. I was not going “I am sorry you have not been on the to shoot this morning, so she has commis- top of Ben Voil,” admitted Unah in her sioned me to secure the spoil, and bring it kind manner as it were a little absently; over to her, if you will lend us your help.” “from the summit you would have seen
“Oberon and Titania with their trains another world. But Lochbuy is not nearly are not Highland fairies,” said Unah, more half-way,” she corrected him with a halfslowly and shyly than she had spoken to smile, “and at the same time it is too far bim for many a day, “and so I dare say to go in doubtful weather. I don't like they are not very well acquainted with our the look of the sky,” she said, glancing out glens, I may venture without presum-l on one of those dim grey days when the
sereness of autumn forces itself on peo is a Highland country house more bound ple's notice. “ 'The Ben has had his head than any other to do the little it can to enwrapped round, and even his chin tied up, tertain strangers, you must think for yourlike a dead man's, with a band of cloud, self it is the manse.” since six in the morning.”
Mrs. Macdonald had recovered her “My dear Unah,” remonstrated her presence of mind before she put in this mother, “ you are as silly as the rest of our clause about the manse. But she was in Fearnavoil folk about the mountain. One earnest; and it did not strike her that the would think that he was a prophet and strangers whom she entertained belonged could not lie.”
to the upper ten thousand. It appeared “So he is, mother," said Unah, with to her that necessity went without saying, quiet steadfastness, “one of God's proph- for it had to do with the obligations of her ets who cannot lie."
station in life. “ But those who read his predictions are “But you are my friend,” insisted the not infallible. I don't imagine you will young fellow strenuously. 6 I assert that,” said Mrs. Macdonald sharply upon you in that light, may I not?”.
“ There is no science — shall I call He did not really like Mrs. Macdonald it?— more in its infancy, and none on which much for herself. He did not like her by men's opinions differ more widely, than any means as he liked the minister, only that of meteorology. I hold that these there was a wonderful charm thrown over cool grey days at the end of the season her by the fact that she was Unah's always keep up till nightfall. So get your mother. And he was even feverishly alive hat, Unah, go with Mr. Tempest, and do to the advantage of having her support in not fail Lady Jean.”
his raid on another man's territory. He Unah had no resource -save to comply clung to her favor in the exciting uncerwith her mother's injunctions. But it was tainty of his prospects. evident enough in so unsophisticated a girl “ Certainly I am flattered by your wish,” - a girl who thought so little of herself, she said, cordially giving him ber hand, who was so ready to oblige her friends, and imagining in her egotism and rashness and to whom an open-air expedition in all that she fathomed the extent of the allicircumstances was always more than wel. ance to which she pledged herself. come - that she complied reluctantly.
Mother," said Unah as she re-entered Neither on the evening of the party at the room, “ I believe we shall get all we the manse, nor in the interval, had Donald want by the feal-dike” (wall built of turf) Drumchatt said anything to her in the " opposite Malise Gow's cottage." shape of angry complaint. But something Well, well, do whatever you think in his look and manner had vaguely moved best,” acceded Mrs. Macdonald, a little and scared her, since that mute accusation annoyed by her daughter's unusual pertiwas met by the dawning consciousness of nacity in having a mind of her own with a change which had come over herself. regard to the state of the weather, and the She shrank back, candid as she was, from locale of the foxgloves of which she her. such a revelation, with all it implied. A self knew little and cared less. Indeed, fear of herself and others took possession though Unah was to be married next year of her. Thus she had stayed at home, at the farthest, she had hardly done so fain to creep out of sight and cower in a much for herself yet, as choose the road corner, if that would extinguish the gleams for a walk in opposition to the suggestions of unwelcome light which came flashing of her mother. across her inexperience during these last Unah and Frank Tempest set out with days.
an intuitive, palpitating, almost painful • Mrs. Macdonald,” exclaimed Frank sense of restraint and awkwardness, which abruptly, when Unah left the room to get had suddenly taken the place of what had her hat and jacket,“ how good you are to been, to the girl at least, their easy, happy me! How shall I ever thank you for all boy and girl freedom and good fellowship. your kindness!” The lad spoke warmly, The new element reduced the former envialmost with emotion.
able intercourse between the two friends Mrs. Macdonald was taken aback; to forced conversation, carried on in jerks surely her conscience smote her. My and by spasms, or what was still worse, to dear Mr. Tempest,” she said hastily, “I absolute silence positively terrifying, it was have done nothing. I could not have so totally unlike the inexhaustible fow of acted otherwise. Hospitality is a duty in frank yet confidential talk, which had gone which I trust we poor Highlanders are not before it. on the whole foạnd lacking. And if there The day was not inspiriting. Over every
thing, blurring each outline, hung an im- to go so far, in recounting to Frank, with palpable dull haze, through which the green the circumstantiality of a true and willing grey smoke from the uncouth chimneys of witness, the difficulties he would meet, the the cottages in the village rose straight novelties he would find, above all the into the air for several feet, and floated marvels he would discover, if he were to there in a faintly visible suspension which be standing victorious, with the wind in was so full of peat reek that the pungency his hair, on the crest of the mountain. became an acute oppression. The smell First he would find the beaten track of “smush," as the natives termed it, with come to an end, and have to wade deout as well as within the houses, was as viously as when he was following “the when the scent of the seaweed loads the birds” ankle deep in heather. air at the seashore, with this difference, He would have to avoid carefully the that the effect of the sharp peat reek was clearings covered with emerald-green'moss irritating, while that of the salt seaweed that seemed to promise less heavy walkwould have been soothing. The feal-dike, ing, but which might yield in an instant to running up between a little pasture field the pressure of his foot and engulph his and the moor, was reached. "But though smartest knickerbockers in bog water. its green bulging sides and top waved yet He would reach in time rocky tracts, grey with seeded grasses and late harebells, the stony wildernesses strewn with bones, but row of tall foxgloves like miniature trees not those of unlucky pedestrians, only of by the boundary, stood erect exhibiting belated sheep or victimized lambs, for the an after-growth of dark-green seed-vessels foxes' earths were there, and there was with ridiculously long threads — vestiges generally a dock of crows either right overof stamens and pistils — springing from head, or speckling with black the silverthem, as all that was left of the long, droop- grey stones. That was the place to sit ing white and purple bells of the flowers. down, and if one had ability and breath
Unah hesitated, she was loth to disap- left, to sing the ballad of the “ Twa Corpoin: Lady Jean. She did not know how bies." He must search in that region for to displease ber mother. She had already the sweetest of mountain saxifrages. He become in a degree accustomed to being would have harder work, which would with Frank Tempest in the new conditions strain his muscles and cause him to “sob' of their connection. For that matter, the if he were not deep-chested like his hero strange unspoken trouble between them Malcolm Græme. He would be driven to had given way a little and relapsed to some hold on by the stunted blaeberries, and by extent into the old secure friendliness, as crumbling points of rock as in his deerthey hunted up and down the feal-dike, stalking ; but at that height he would, if and compared notes on their mutual failure he were properly initiated, command the in the pursuit upon which they had been refreshment of one of the mountain wells, sent. They were both so light of foot that cold as ice - as mountain ice, not as Unah was persuaded they could go up to the ices at London dinners and suppers Lochbuy Farm, and come down again in no on the hottest summer day. Another time. And of course Frank Tempest spell of climbing, made with comparative when he saw that she was debating the ease at last, and he would spring upon the point, was still more convinced of their crown of the Ben, and then what a spectacapacity for the pedestrian feat.
cle would lie at his feet! The Tuaidh Upah suffered her better judgment to be opposite, its height diminished to that of a overborne - not in sheer wilfulness not hillock; all around hills upon hills, rising even in the strong obligation to gratify in symmetrical cones, their ruggedness Frank Tempest - rather in her slowness rubbed down like major sugarloaves io think any evil, her comparative igno- would he forgive the simile ? — and passrance of herself and her companion, her ing into dim blue peaks, from Cairngolong maintained girlish habit of deference rum in the far east to Knapdale in the far and submission which, unless it received a west. The Bride's Pass and all the other rough check, threatened to become an glens would look like so many green rifts, amiable weakness in the woman.
the straths cups, the rivers threads, the Frank Tempest and Unah decided to lochs pools in the world of mountains. push on to Lochbuy. As they walked He might feel like a giant or Titan whose along briskly, winding up among the plaything this universe was, and who could bracken and heather, both of which looked loosen one of those hills from its foundawithered and shrunk — "singed ” Unah tions, catch it up and cast it across an called it — with the first frost, under the abyss to alight in a new valley, and form a grey light, she half forgot her unwillingness fresh landmark, according to hundreds of
legends in every tongue; or he might feel and weird colossal shapes, as they rolled abashed like a fly who had somehow suc. and whirled in the wind, and advanced ceeded in crawling up to a pinnacle of the stealthily and swiftly like ghostly legions globe itself; or he might simply feel like a rushing to battle. man with an immortal soul.
Frank Tempest, thinking of the appearWhat was called Lochbuy Farm was no ance afterwards, remembered a wild picture more than a sheiling made of turf and by a great German painter in which he heather, a bothie which was only occupied attempted to represent the spirits of the in summer by woodcutters, shepherds, warriors of two rival hosts contending over and herds. It was deserted when Frank the field where their mortal bodies had Tempest and Unah mounted to it, as they fallen. found when they sought to procure a Behind the marching mist wreaths, draught of milk there. In an improvi- dimly visible, was a white surging mass of dence which was more unaccountable in vapor, which might have been the Red Mrs. Macdonald than in either of the two Sea when it reared its waves and remained who were likely to suffer from it, they had arrested - a wall of waters on each side quitted the manse without any provision of the Israelites, till they crossed its sandy for luncheon. Frank had even left his bed — but broke down foaming and roarflask behind him. “Never mind,” said ing to swallow up the Egyptian taskmas
we shall be at home presently. ters in pursuit of their fugitive slaves, We can go down in a few minutes. One “Don't stay to look," besought Unah might run down, only there would be more urgently than before, and with a danger of the speed increasing, in spite of panic in her accent that was doubly sug. us, beyond our power of breath or of re. gestive in so hardy and experienced a straining ourselves at any obstacle ; and mountaineer. “ It may not yet be too late however hungry or thirsty we may get, we to get far enough down, and be beyond all should not quite like to make the descent danger of losing our way, before it catches headlong.”
Frank Tempest did not feel hunger or “ I don't understand.” He sought an thirst, in spite of his healthy young appe- explanation, partly puzzled and partly with tite. He did not care about going down. the desire of reassu ing her. He himself If it rested with him he would willingly was impressed, but totally undaunted. He range the whole mountain and remain was, on the contrary, fired by the prospect without food and drink from breakfast to of a new hostile experience. supper. But Unah and he had merely not far up; it was not steep coming here. climbed the heights of the mountain in What are you afraid of? "Is it very wetimagination. They were only beyond the ting ?” last belt of birch wood, and there, on its " It is not that,” she answered without border, grew an abundance of foxgloves, stopping. “I don't mind the wetting, still in the stately pride of their flowers. though we might pass through the Fearn Their gatherers had no difficulty in select-in flood, and reach the bank with drier hair. ing huge bunches of white queens to en. It is not the wetting, it is the blinding and cumber the young man.
bewildering. I know the mountain; but “ I think even Lady Jean would say we the mist is worse than a snowstorm, and had got enough,” said Únah, adding a last once in a snowstorm my father got so flower to the collection. She rose from dazzled and confused that he turned his her stooping posture and looked round. back on the way he ought to have gone, “Oh, come away!” she cried in a tone and walked in the opposite direction, till of sudden alarm; “the mist is coming a rock, with which he was acquainted, down."
warned him in time that he was on the He turned to look up at the mountain verge of a precipice. We are not far up, towering far above him. All the morning thank God! but there are old, forsaken Ben Voil's head had been partially bidden quarries close to Lochbuy, between us and in a swathing of cloud, which had occa- the foot of the mountain. Have you never sionally rent and lifted a little, only to heard, though you are an Englishman close and sink down again with a certain she asked with a little impatience, the sullen darkening and increase of density result of her distress at having brought in the veil. But now, between them and him into this strait, and at his insensibility the cowled inountain, there were white to the peril -" how our shepherds somewreaths of vapor, which, if the spectators times perish in the mist on the mountains ? had found time to watch them, would have And who are so weather-wise, skilled, and been seen to assume the most fantastic | brave as the shepherds?”
6 We are