gainst eat

soft Lyd

lle

s sisters on their knees before a great trunk they were busied in unpacking, and his L

o see them take so much trouble," yawning as she leant back in her chair; "is it not quite shocking, Tommy? 'kissing her squirrel.' Oh! pray, Henry, do te

choose for yourself," replied the good-humoured husb

length completed; and Lady Juliana, in all the pomp of dress

was sitting by the fire: and, placing her hand within that of the stranger, "Juliana, my love," said he

to be condescending; she had resolved to enchant by her sweetness, dazzle by her brilliancy, and overpower by her affability. But there was a simple dignity in the air and address of the lady, before which even high-bred affectation sank abashed. Befor

orfowl; for the Laird piqued himself on the breed of his sheep, and h

ining wing for her favourite." Bring him here!" turning to the tall, dashing lackey who stood behind her chair, an

the charming trio, as they entered, barking, and chattering, an

ilver tones of her voice or the elegance of her manners could longer conceal from him. But still

a turned to her husband, and, laying her hand on his shoulder, "You are not well, love!" sa

replied her husb

en I must sing

etian air, La Biondina in Gondoletta. Then suddenly stopping, and fixing her eyes on M

sister-in-law, smiling; "and the only atonement you

he, without noticing this request

dies; "and after tea we will show you some of our Scotch steps;

.e. everything that was not Scotch-an outrage upon his ears; and Mrs. Douglas had too much taste to murder Scotch songs with her English accent. She therefore compromised the

enorehy the night

re the ancient Ma

raves by their so

Macgregor has pe

light, by his gray

d a dim spir

eath of the dea

f mist o'er the f

stream through the

reads where Mac

alk, unappall'd

y steps of the

the caves of the

ave long been in

imly twinkles the m

red eyes of wrath

f fame though the

f our battles our

streams running red

forms by our blue

ts away like the

w leaves on the oak

nown of our fat

no more in the bre

red deer now

tones on the fiel

nd let not thine

ou see that our

e lady, scarcely waiting till the first stanza was

on, is a far superior instrument: and Bella will give us a tune up

and with great, heavy, trembling hands, began to belabour the unfortunate instrument, while t

cute another piece, and pitying the poor girl, as well as her auditors. Then whi

ip languidly. "And now, pray, don't be long away," continued s