she was.

from them. The maid brought up the and brown, Archie's nose supplying just tea-things, and then, peeping out of the the little bit of warm color that was wantwindow, he saw the tall form of his visitor ing. “I think you have been a little hard disappearing through at the front door. on my waist,” said Gibbs after he had He had a few seconds to spare, and he sufficiently admired it. “And now will occupied them (we are sorry to say), in you please put your name to it ; some day rushing at his box, tearing out the Grimms, when you are a great artist I shall be enand slipping one into each coat pocket. vied for having it. He had barely time to get to the fire She laughed at the somewhat awkward place, looking as self-possessed, or rather compliment, and then in bold firm letters as little self-conscious as he could, when she wrote her signature. Samela came in. She made herself quite “ You have a very uncommon Christian comfortable in an arm-chair by the fire, name," he said. “I never saw it beand she appeared as unself-conscious and fore. Is it one that belongs to your faminnocent as a lady could be—as no doubt ily ?”

There were three cups on the My father used to be very fond of tea-table, and this caused a little further the old dramatists,” replied the maidenembarrassment to the host. “Your father and at the word “ dramatists” the guilty -would he shall I ask him if he will Gibbs gave a little start and knocked one come up ?” he inquired.

of the Grimms against the arm of his Oh, please don't trouble,” said the chair. “ He found it in an out-of-thedaughter. “I know he wouldn't come way song in some old play." if he is in ; he never takes tea."

“ It is a very pretty name," said the So there was no more to be said, and criminal. Gibbs did the honors as gracefully as a “I liked the song,” said Samela ; “I man in wading stockings could be expected read it once a long time ago. But I think to do them, but some little part of his it is not very wise to give a child names usual complacency was destroyed by an of that kind. There is so much risk in uneasy feeling that while he was so ena it. If I had grown up crooked or ugly ployed Samela's eyes were fixed on the my name would have been an injury to side-pockets of his coat where the books me.” “It was pretty,” as Mr. Pepys were deposited, which he was persuaded used to say, to see how naturally she asbulged out shockingly. In the course of sumed her good looks. We may mention time he found himself sitting in another that before many days had passed Mr. easy chair, on the other side of the fire, Gibbs's bookseller received an order (by opposite Samela—just as a young husband telegraph) to supply him with the works of might be supposed to sit opposite a young Robert Greene, out of which he hunted wife in, say, the third week of the honey- with some difficulty the very charming moon, Gibbs began to feel as if he was lyric the name of which stands at the head married, and, what with this sensation of this paper. and the knowledge of his bit of deceit, “And now for your books,” said Gibbs, somewhat uncomfortable,--for a moment when his visitor declined to have any more or two he almost wished that the old Pro- tea. He showed her first a great carefully fessor would make his appearance.

arranged pile in a corner of the sittingSamela had never looked so bright and room. There have been exceptions fresh and comely as she did that after those who collect fine bindings will at once noon. There was just something in her recall some famous names—but as a rule position which would have made some women do not care for books as men care girls feel the least bit embarrassed ; they for them. Probably a large proportion would have shown their feelings by little out of the hundred wonld prefer--if the nervousnesses—have laughed or talked too choice was given them and a book-rest much ; after all she was only the chance thrown in-the édition de luxe of Thackacquaintance of a few days. But she sat eray to a rather dingy and commonplace there perfectly at ease, absolutely mistress looking set of the original issues. Samela of herself.

was one of the exceptions ; she showed a “I have brought you your picture," quite evident, almost an eager, interest in she said, and she gave it to him. It was the pile,

the pile. The fashion for big volumes, a most masterly work in gray and yellow for great folios and thick quartos has died

out,—so the men who deal chiefly in such into the box—" which are quite marvelmerchandise tell you ; but this lady seemed lous bits of work ; I mean those that Mr. to be of the old school in this respect, Ruskin praised. But I always think his and left the octavos to the last. When

women are disgraceful ; and when be he considered he had given her sufficient means them to be pretty and ladylike he time for a rapid examination, Gibbs— is at his worst ; he must sometimes have with soinething of the feeling with which meant to have drawn a lady. And Rowa schoolboy opens his playbox crammed landson too-isn't what is called spirit in with forbidden fruit before his master- him often only vulgarity ? Look at that prepared to show her his treasures." What dreadful horse—there is no drawing in an ass I am !” he thought, as he turned it —a child eight years old onght to be the key.

“I have done nothing wrong ; whippped if it couldn't do better. And and if I had, how could this girl know any- look at that man ! Certainly his women thing about it, unless she is a very witch !" have sometimes pretty faces, or rather

"Ah !” said Samela as the lifted lid prettier faces than Cruikshank's, but he showed her the inside of the box ; then never drew a lady either. And I can't she swooped down and picked up the admire your salmon-colored wrapers !" brown calf covering in which the quarto “I dare say you are right,'' said Gibbs had hitherto had its home. She opened very meekly ; he saw the cherished tradiit ; it was of course empty, and she asked tions of years overturned in a moment, the question—why ? - with her eyes, look- without daring to fight for them. ing just then-so it seemed to the uneasy And now, may I really take any book man- just a little like a schoolmistress who I like for myself ?”' she asked. was not quite satisfied with his conduct. Any one," replied Gibbs, who began “Yes," he silently repeated, “I am a to wish himself down the river with fool—and now I shall have to tell a lie Archie. about that book.”

“But some of them are too valuable." “ Ah !” he replied in a sort of echo to I wish they were inore valuable,” said her exclamation. “An old cover ; it Gibbs, feeling rather faint. would do to bind something in." For “ Well," said Samela, “I shall not the life of him he could think of nothing trouble Messrs. Cruikshank or Rowlandbetter to say.

son.” She went back to the large pile Samela looked at the thread by which and picked up one of the books she had the quarto had been held in its place and looked at before. It was a medium sized which Gibbs had cut, and then she put square vellum-covered volume, De Instithe cover gently down. And then he tuendo Sapentia Animo, by Mathew took courage, and did the honors of bis Bossus, printed at Bologna in the year box. He expatiated on the beauty and 1495. May I have this one ?" she interest of Cruikshank's etchings; he asked. “I like it for its beautiful paper pointed out how much the fine condition and type, and its old, old date." of the books added to their value ; he en Gibbs with more truth than when he larged on the spirit and coloring of Row- had last spoken vowed that he was delandson's plates, and waxed eloquent on lighted that she should have it ; and he the exceeding rarity of the salmon-colored begged her to choose another, but this she wrappers. Samela listened patiently to declined to do. Before carrying off her his oration, and when he had finished she prize she looked again at the old chest. made him stand and hearken to a lecture It had evidently been made to hold valufrom her.

ables in ; it was lined with tin and had “I don't agree with what you say about a very curious lock, which shut with a Cruikshank," said the fair monitress. “I spring. But the queer thing about it was know it is the fashion to collect his books, that the lock would not act when the key and of course there are some of his etch was in it, and Gibbs showed her how he ings that are wonderfully spirited and per- had nearly put himself in a fix by laying fect. I like some of those to Sir Walter's the key inside the chest when he was shutDemonology, and there is another book of ting it. “ I was just on the point of snaphis which I don't see here”-looking ping the lock," he explained, “ when I about her—“his pictures in Grimm's remembered. I don't suppose any smith Fairy Tales,”—Gibbs nearly fell backward about here could pick that lock."

“Well,” said Samela as she prepared hanging up anywhere, nor his spiky stick to march off, “ I am very much obliged in the place where sticks were wont to be ; to you—for the tea, and for this charm- he could not anywhere get a gliinpse of iny book, which I shall value very much, the green japanned knapsack. “If such and I am sure my father will too.” She things should come to pass,” thought added, laughing, “I am afraid I read you Gibbs, “ I wonder if that old man would a terrible lecture, but you must forgive care—when he was relieved of the responme. I dare say I was all wrong. You sibility of looking after his charming know a woman never knows anything daughter—I wonder if he would care to about books.''

make an expedition to Honduras or Sierra After dinner Gibbs lit a big cigar and Leone, and collect specimens of his things strolled slowly down the glen in a medi- in those parts. He would have then a tative mood. In some ten days his month fine field for his energies." Then he would be up, and he would have to leave thought of himself. Did he in reality his pleasant quarters. A week ago he did wish for this change, or was it merely a not know that such a person as Miss Pren- passing gleam of light which shone on dergast existed in the world, and now he him, and which would pass away as similar was beginning to debate within himself lights had done before, and be little whether, before he went away, it would thought of afterward! He was well past be wise for him to ask her to be his com- the romantic age as it is called, and he panion for the rest of his days. He had was very comfortable as he was. Mar. liked her for so easily accepting his invita- riage, unless the bride had some fair tion, and it had been pleasant to him to dower, meant giving up a good many look at her as she sat so comely and at pleasures-perhaps some little comforts; home in the arm chair by his fire. He salmon-fishing for instance might have to thought in many ways,-if she said “yes” become a thing of the past. “It's a devil —that they would get on well together. of a thing to make up one's mind about," Of the likelihood of her saying it he could said Gibbs with a sort of a groan. So the form no opinion. She might be already man argued with himself ; now he found engaged ; or she might be--for all he a reason why he should try and win Saknew—a great heiress who would look mela, now another why he should get with contempt on his moderate fortune. away to his native land as quickly as he But as there are more indifferently well- could. to-do people in the world than wealthy These reveries had carried him a couple ones Gibbs sagaciously concluded that the of miles down the strath. He had just chances were that she was not a great heir- turned when he heard voices before him, ess. He thought that probably the Pren- and soon in the deeper one recognized dergasts were not very much burdened that of his faithful gillie, Archie. Gibbs with riches ; she had no maid with her, was in no mood to stop and talk to the and, manlike, he perhaps judged a little lovers ;-he felt sure that the weaker vesby the plainness and simplicity of her sel would turn out to be Jane,—and he dress. But the father and daughter might stood off the road, in the deep shadow of be criminals flying from justice for all he some trees, to let them pass. The pair knew. An attempt he had made to find were sauntering slowly along in very loverout from which quarter of the globe the like guise. old man came from had been at once “He's after her-he's aye after her," nipped in the bud. In the event of said Archie as they came within hearing. success that old man would be a draw. “He's talking wi' her, and laughing wi' back. Then Gibbs looked into the future. her, and painting wi' her, whenever he He saw a comfortable house on a northern gets a chance, but whether he'll get her coast sheltered with wind-swept trees. He or no is a matter aboot which I shouldna saw a sort of double-barrelled perambu- like to say. And I'm much mistaken if Jator in the outer hall, and a tall figure he isna smoking wi' her! If I didna see emerging from the drawing-room, with a cigar in her mooth the very day we lost her hand to her lips, -as if some one was yon big fish at the General's Rock, I'm asleep. Then he looked and looked, but no Archie Macrae but some ither body !" he could see no place for that old man ; This scurrilous observation was foundhe did not see "his shabby wideawake ed on the fact that on the afternoon in


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question, after being nearly devoured by catcher in general to some college-he midges, Samela had, at Gibbs's sugges- would be a father-in-law to have !" tion, tried to defend herself with a cigar On the whole he took a rather less ette. “ Tobacco ! wheu ! filthy stuff ! it's roseate view of matters in the cold daybad eneuch in a man, but in a wurmin—! light. “There is no doubt it would be a You'd better no let me catch you at the horribly rash thing to do," said he as he likes of yon, Jean, ma lass !"

began to fish his first pool, “knowing “ And do you think I'm going to ask nothing about them ; I think I'll —" then your leave when I want to do aught?” in- up came a fish and the line ran out and the quired the shrill voice of Jane. For if reverie was ended. you do you're wrang !--and how'll you stop me!" Then there a slight

III. scuffle and a slap and the two happy ones Forty miles away over the hills was passed on.

another river, rented by a man whom “You old scoundrel !" muttered the Gibbs knew. Had sport been good, nothindignant master as he emerged from his ing short of an order from the War Office place and continued on his way.

would have torn this man away from his I don't sort you for that some day, you water ; but his fishing had been poor,

and sanctimonious old beast! I hope she'll he had announced his intention of taking comb your hair for you—what there's left a holiday from Saturday to Monday and of it-you long-legged old ruffian !" So spending it with his old friend. In due the old saying was once more justified. time this gentleman, Captain Martingale, Then Gibbs went home with a lot of reso. arrived, full to overflowing with grumbles lutions and arguments so jumbled up in and pity for himself. bis brain together that he was quite un “I never saw such a place," he exequal to the work of laying hold of any claimed as soon as they had shaken hands. particular one and getting it out by itself. “ It used to be a good river, but it's gone

Much to his surprise our fisherman had all to grass now." a good night, and came down to breakfast Haven't you plenty of water ?” inwith quite an appetite. The old Profes- quired Gibbs. sor had nearly finished—he was an early " Water ! that's the mischief of it, bird—and he was just off on an expedi there's far too much! You wouldn't tion in charge of a keeper to a loch some think a big stream like that would be miles away, where a remarkably fine affected by every shower, but it is-everspecimen of the Belladona Campanulista lastingly jumping up and down! You was said to have its habitation. Never get to a pool and think it is in pretty good had he shown himself so crabbed and un order ; you turn round to light a pipe, or sociable as he did that morning. “Real- tie a lace, or something, and when you ly,” thought Gibbs, as he dug a spoon look again it's half a foot higher, and risinto his egg,

one would think I had ing still! And when I ask my gillie the done the old gentleman some personal in- reason, he points to a small cloud away in jury by the way he treats me.

the middle of Caithness and says that's had better be careful, my old cock! You it! Of course, nothing will take ; and little know what sort of a bonıb-shell inay indeed there is nothing to take ; those inbe bursting inside your dearest feelings in fernal nets get everything ; they got over the course of a day or two.

a hundred last Tuesday-several over find yourself, with a steerage-ticket in thirty pounds ! I saw the factor the other your pocket, on board a P. and 0. en day and told him what a shame it was, route for foreign parts, you will perhaps and he just laughed ! The last time I be sorry that you didn't treat your new was there, when old Newton had it, we relation that was to be rather better." used to get our four or five fish a day, and The old cock took this oration (which was here have I been slaving away from morndelivered in camera) very quietly, and ing to midnight, nearly, for a fortnight, shortly after started for his loch. and only got fifteen !'' might clear the way if he got into a bog Oh, come !" said Gibbs, that's not -with no bottom to it," thought Gibbs, so very bad, after all.” as be watched him slowly climbing up the “ Oh ! that's all very well for you !" hill opposite. “He is probably beetle- retorted the grumbler.

" Look what

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you've done. In my opinion Scotland is ous matter." Gibbs climbed on to the played out for fishing. I shall go to Nor- top of the other pillar, and, facing bis way next year; and I don't know that mentor, acknowledged the fact Norway is not as bad.”

“You see,” said Martingale," so long Martingale picked up a couple of good as a man is a bachelor he knows pretty fish that evening and so became a little well how he stands ; but it is quite a more cheerful. He bad been shut up by different thing when he's married. Не himself for his two weeks and was conse doesn't know then what his income is or quently very full of conversation, which which are his own friends and which are was all about the great object of his life his wife's. He can't go off at a moment's sport. Before dinner ended he had nearly notice—as we do—whenever he wants ; driven old Mr. Prendergast frantic. he bas to consider this and that and every

" Seems a queer old gentleman," he thing. Look at old Bullfinch! I assure said the next morning, as Gibbs and he you he'd no more dare to pack up his started on a smoking constitutional down things and come here or go to town for a the strath. “Not much of a sportsman, 1 fortnight without his wife than be dared fancy.” Gibbs thought he was not much jump off London Bridge.” of a sportsman.

Well, but," objected Gibbs, “Lady “The daughter is a fine-looking girl, Bullfinch is such a caution! You don't though she doesn't look as if she was his often come across a woman like that." daughter. I say, old chap, you had bet “Don't you be too sure of that! She's ter be careful what you are doing ; these married ; they all lie low till they're marare rather dangerous quarters for a sus- ried, and then they make up for lost ceptible man like you !”

When Gibbs learned that his friend was "I don't think Miss Prendergast would to honor him with a visit he resolved to ever be like Lady Bullfinch," said Gibbs. be most careful in not giving him a hint “I'm not so sure of that—you never as to the state of his—Gibbs's—feelings.

can tell.

She's the son of her fatherGood fellow as Johnny Martingale was, he she's the daughter of her father I meanwas hardly a sympathetic person to con and look at him ! · How would you like fide in when the question at issue con

to have that old customer about your cerned a woman. As Quakers have been house for the next twenty years ?” held to be incapable judges as to the mo Ah,” said Gibbs, glad to be able now rality of any particular war because they to defend his conduct from the charge of are against all wars, so Martingale’s opin- rashness ; “ I've thought about that! ions as to any particular woman You know he's a great beetle-hunter and worthless, for he was against all women ornithologist ? Well, I would try and so far as matrimony was concerned. So get him some appointment in an out-ofGibbs made this resolve. But instead of the-way part of the world to collect them, fighting shy altogether of the subject and and write hoine reports about them. The confining the conversation entirely to sport Government are always glad to get hold of —which he might very easily bave done a scientific man; and lots of people would -he allowed himself to hang about on the help me, I know. I dare say your brother borderland, as it were, of the matter, and would ?" before dinner time that Sunday the soldier “Well, I dare say Bill would do what knew pretty well what there was to know. he could," said Martingale. “And where In a solemn voice, and with many shakes would you send him too ?of his carly head, he pointed out to his “Oh, I thought of some hot country at friend the danger of the path which lay first; but any out-of-the-way place would before him. He explained,—and really do. Oonalaska is a fine healthy distant to listen to him one would have thought hunting-ground, I believe ; I was reading he had been married himself half a dozen about it lately." times—all the disadvantages of matri “Oona— 'what ?" inquired Martingale. mony.

• Oonalaska-wbere the wolves are. “ Marriage," said this philosopher, " Wolves-what wolves ?" climbing on to the top of a stone gate Oh !


know the wolf's long pillar, and emphasizing his remarks with howl '--that place.” many waves of his pipe, “is a most seri “Oh !" said Martingale. “And why


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