A Heart-Song of To-day

rnestly as they drove slowly and absently. After dinner they stretched their limbs on rugs on the lawn under the peaceful June sky; the

ar of your advent," he said taking the

orry you did not come over and dine with us; had Trevalyo

the new, Trevalyon lay perfectly still, alternately

ne is mortal one longs for a something), a few charming women, then we would have a realm for Epicurus himself. Evening, and pure, soft tints everywhere, the long shadows blending to disappear in the dark, like the last waves of unrest, the young moon languidly rising to lighten loving faces of those in this haven of peace, the fragrance of yonder blossoms as t

" said his fri

ght, you are about to come to God's altar, to joi

ht; tell me as an old and tr

occupied; you are a good and faithful steward, giving to the poor with no niggard hand, and out of your prese

might have had her with me all these years; as for an heir I bother myself very little about it; in my early manhood I loved, and had I been loved in return,

e you are taking; 'Loyal unto death' (your own motto), or dishonour, which, God save us all from, we hav

as been very happy," sa

(and a friend of your father's also); you have said you have been a 'good deal bot

nts, too, under my late steward's regime, have been extremely disaffected; so I take the Great Northern at sunrise on to-morrow for Northumberland. I

some promise of celibacy t

a

as no

lieve his poor troubled mind, and

. I am not, I need scarcely say,

on you like

oman who has caused you

ev

had he met the child Vaura, now the woman, he could not answer so. Th

ites me, that the story of your elopement with Fanny Clarmont, has been revived, an

of scandal there must be in Dame Rumour's budget, t

ctor, "what a pity i

ing to a sitting pos

stamp it out at once, and for ever

id," he answered with

e, 'tis his doing; whatever may be his present reason, he is

he weather is too warm for

more glad than I can say to have you among us again, and the other dear ones, Lady Esmondet and our sweet Vaura; good-bye

es poor Fanny Clarmont up in a new dress; as 'hidden wife,' she has never been presented before. Good-bye;

hoping soon to meet again; good-

g-cart is again in requ

n says

I shall look forward to your spending a couple of months with me in the autumn

heart is to full for many wo

and look from the eyes, the friends, with t