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A thrill as of guilt was in his soul; he possess the finer eye of fancy do not was afraid to begin again where he had need those actual revelations. Ranleft off. He found himself still rather dolph's was as stolid a mind as ever breathless before the house, looking up asked for a sign-and he had not asked at the veiled windows of his father's for a sign in this case, nor felt that anyroom. For the first time Randolph thing of the kind was necessary; but his thought with a little awe of his father ly- entire mental balance was upset by what ing there between life and death. He he had seen, or supposed himself to have had not thought of him at all in his own seen; and he could not free his mind person, but rather of the Squire official- from the impression. As he sat and read, ly, the old life .who kept a younger or rather pretended to read, his mind generation out of the estate. It was kept busy with the one question-What time the elders were out of the way, and was it? Was it a real person, a stranger age superseded by middle age. But who had got astray, and stumbled into now for a moment he realised the man

some copse or brushwood, which Ranlying helpless there, in the very pathway dolph had forgotten-a man with a of death—not freed by the Great Delive chance resemblance to Johr., heightened erer, but imprisoned by Him, all his by the pre-occupation and previous senses and faculties bound up, a captive reference to John in Randolph's mind ? tied hand and foot by the grim potency or was it John himself, come to look after who conquers all men. Randolph was his own interests-John-in the body, frightened altogether by the mysterious or out of the body, who could tell ? encounter and impressed with awe. If As for Nello, he ran home by the wathere had been daily service he would terside, his mind possessed by the new have gone to church, but as there was thing that was about to be accomplished nothing of the sort in Penninghame, he school! Boys to play with, novelty of went into the library to read a good all kinds, and then that cricket, which book, as the next best thing to do. But he pretended to despise, but secretly adhe could not stay in the library. The mired and desired with all his heartsilence of it was awful. He seemed to the game which came to Johnny Pen by see his father, seated there in his usual nature, but which the little foreign boy chair, silent, gazing at him with eyes of could not master; all this buzzed disapproval that went through and through his little head. When he came through him. After five minutes he home from school he would know all could stand it no longer. He took his about it; he would have played with good book, and went out to the side of much better players than Johnny Pen the water, within sight of the road where

The revolution in his thoughts people were coming and going. It was was great and sudden. But as he ran a comfort to him to see even the doctor's home, eager to tell Lilias about the boy with his phials, and the footman who change in his fortunes, Nello too met came with his mistress's card to inquire with a little adventure. He came sudhow the Squire was. And he looked denly, just as he emerged from the out, but looked in vain, with mingled woods upon the waterside where it was eagerness and fear for the broad hat he open to the road, on a man whom he had seen so mysteriously appearing and had seen before at a distance with a disappearing. Who could it be?--some dog, which was his admiration. The stranger astray in the Chase-some one dog was not with his master now; but of the many tourists who wander every- he took a something white and furry out where-or- Randolph shuddered, in of his great pocket, which stopped Nello spite of himself.

even in the hot current of his exciteIt is generally people without imagin- ment. ation, or with the most elementary and “Would you like to have this, my litrude embryo of that poetic faculty, who tle gentleman ?" the man said. see ghosts. This sounds like a paradox, It was a white rabbit, with the biggest yet there is reason in it. The people ears that Nello had ever seen. How his who are literal and matter-of-fact in eyes danced that had been all aglow inind, are those to whom wonders and before ! prodigies come naturally; those who “But I have no money," he said, dis

ever saw.

posed to cry in disappointment as sud- would be found, but always two together, den as his delight.

throwing exaggerated shadows on the " It's not for money, it's a present," wall, and talking in whispers of their own said the stranger, with a smile," and I'll fears, and how well they had perceived give you another soon. They tell me what was coming. There was not one you're going to school, my young gentle- of them that had not intended, one time man; is that true ?"

or other, to make so bold as to speak to Am I to have it all for myself, or Miss Mary. “But trouble is always soon will you come back again for it, and take enough when it comes,” they said, shakit away ? Oh yes, I'm going to school,” ing their heads. Then Eastwood would said Nello, dropping into indifference. come and join them, his shadow waver“Will it eat out of my hand ? Has it ing over the staircase. When the privigot a name? And am I to have it all leged persons who had the entrée went for myself ?” The rabbit already had or came, Miss Brown or the nurse, or eclipsed school for the moment in Nello's even Mary herself, there was a little mind.

thrill and universal movement. It's all for you, and better things “Change! no, there's no change than that—and what day are you going, there never will be but one change,” my bonnie little lad ?"

Miss Brown said, standing solemnly by “ To-morrow; oh give it me! I want the table, with the light on her grave to show it to Lily,” cried the child. face; and it was upon this Rembrandt“ Thank you very much. Let me run ish group that Randolph came, as he and show it to Lily. We never, never wandered about in a similar frame of had a rabbit before.

mind, glad to find himself in company The nian stood and looked after Nello with others, though these others were with a tender illumination of his dark only the maids of the house. face. " The old woman likes the other Is my father worse ?” he asked, best; but this one is mine," he said to pausing, with his arm upon the bannishimself

. As for Nello, he flew home ters. Such a group of eager, pale faces ! with his precious burden out of breath. and the darkness all round in which othHe said a man had given it to him ; but ers still might be lurking unseen. thought of the donor no more.

"No change, sir," said Miss Brown, Randolph spent this, his last evening shaking her head. She was impatient, at home, in anything but an agreeable too, like the rest, but yet felt a sort of way; he was altogether unhinged, nerv- superior resignation, as one who was in ous, and restless, not caring to sit alone. the front of affairs. And she had someIn this respect he was in harmony with thing to say besides. She gave a glance the house, which was all upset, tremu- at the other women, who responded with lous, and full of excitement and expecta- secret. nods of encouragement, then tion. Human nature is always impatient cleared her throat and delivered her soul of the slow progress of fate. After the —“Mr. Randolph, sir, might I make so thunderclap of a great event, it is pain- bold as to say a word ?" ful to relapse into stillness, and feel the "Say whatever you like,” said Ranordinary day resuming its power without dolph. He could not help but give a any following out of the convulsion. little glance round him, to make sure But dramatic sequence, rapidity, and that there was no one else about. completeness are rare in human affairs. “ It is just this, sir—when you see him All the little crowd of lookers-on outside lying there, that white, as if he was gone the Squire's room, watched eagerly for already, and knows that better he can't some change. Two or three women be-oh, it brings a many thoughts into were always hanging about the passages the mind. I've stood by dying beds beready, as they said, to run for anything fore now, and seen them as were marked that might be wanted, and always in the for death, but I never saw it more clear. way to learn if anything occurred. They And oh, Mr. Randolph, if there were kept a little lamp burning on the table things that might lie on his mind, and against the wall, at either end of which keep him from going quiet, as an old was a chair, on which sometimes Cook gentleman ought! If there were folks herself, sometimes lesser functionaries, he ought to see afore all's over-!".

"I don't see what you are driving at," thoughts. He went to bed, but he could Randolph said, hastily. "Speak out if not go to sleep, and kept his candle you've anything to say.'

burning half the night. He heard the “Oh, sir," said Miss Brown, "don't watchers moving about in his father's you think

I am not one that likes to room, which was overhead, all the night interfere, but I am an old servant, and through. Sometimes there would be a when a body has been long about a little rush of steps, and then he held his place, it's natural to feel an interest. If breath, thinking this might be at last the it wasn't your family at all-if it was an- change” which was looked for. But other that your advice was asked for then everything grew still again, and he shouldn't you say that Mr. John ought dozed, with the one poor candle, feeble to know ?"

but steadfast watcher, burning on till it This appeal startled Randolph. He became a pale intruder into the full glohad not been looking for it; and he gave ry of day. an uncomfortable look round him. Randolph, however, slept deeply in the Then he felt a strange irritation and in- morning, and got up with the greater dignation that were more easy to express. part of those cobwebs blown away. John "Am I my brother's keeper?" he said. lost his hold upon the imagination in "I don't know where Mr. John is, that daylight, and he was able to laugh at his I should go and hunt for him to let him foolish alarm. How could it be John know."

whom he had seen? He durst not show “Oh, sir," said Miss Brown, "don't himself in the country where still his you be angry! Cook here is like me: crime was so well remembered, and the she thinks it's only his due. I would sentence out against him. And as for say it to Miss Mary, not troubling you the appearance being anything more than that are 'most a stranger, but she's night mortal, or less than human, Randolph and day, she never will leave her father; laughed at the state of his own nerves she has a deal upon her. And a gentle- which rendered such an idea tenable for man knows ways that womanfolk don't a moment. He was a materialist by nathink of. If you would be but that ture-as so many are; though he said kind, Mr. Randolph! Oh, where there's his creed without any intrusive doubts ; a will there's always a way!".

and the absurdity was too patent after "It is none of my business," said he had slept and been refreshed. But Randolph ; "and I don't know where no doubt it was bad for his health, bad he is," he added, looking round him for his morale, to stay here. There was once more. He might be here already something in the atmosphere that was in the dark, waiting till the breath was demoralizing; the air had a creeping out of his father's body-waiting to seize sensation in it as of something more than possession of the house, felon as he was. met the eye. Death was in it; death, And if Randolph was the means of be- creeping on slowly, silently-loitering traying him into the hands of justice, about with faint odors of mortality and what would everybody say? He went ab- sickening stillness. Randolph felt that ruptly away down the uncarpeted, polish- he must escape into a more natural and ed stairs, on which his hasty step rang and wholesome air before further harm was slid. John, always John he seemed to done. be in the air. Even Eastwood, when he As for Mary, the occupations of the attended him with his bed-candle, could sick-room, and the sudden problems of not refrain from adding a word." The the hereafter thus thrust upon her, were doctor looks very serious, sir,” Eastwood enough to fill her mind, and make her said ; "and if there's any telegraph to even comparatively indifferent to the debe sent, I'll keep the groom ready to go parture of Nello, though it was against at a moment's notice. It would be well

It would be well her judgment. It was not the hereafter to send for all friends, the doctor said." of the spirit, which thus lay death-bound “I

don't know any one to send for," on the verge of the unseen, which occusaid Randolph, peremptorily. “Let the pied her.

pied her. We must all die, everybody groom go to bed.” And he went to bed

knows; but who thinks it true in their himself sooner than usual, to get rid of own case until it comes ? Mary had these appeals and of equally imperative known very well that a man much over

seventy could not live very much longer; there might be a sign recalling him. but it was only when her father fell back And he thought he had made up his in his chair unconscious, his body mo- mind what to do. He would bring his tionless, his mind veiled within blinding wife with him and take possession at mists, that she felt the real weight of all once. Mary would not be able to look that was to follow. It was for her to act after everything; or, at least, if she as soon as the breath should be out of should be, she ought not to be; no really his body. She did not trust her younger delicate-minded woman, no lady should brother, and she did not know what to be able to make any exertion at such a do for her elder brother. The crisis moment. He would come with his had arrived while she was still unpre-' household, as a kindness to Mary, and pared. She went down mechanically to take possession at once. see Randolph go away, her eyes seeing As for Nello, he took leave very cavmany other things more clearly than she alierly of Lilias, who cried, yet would saw the two figures actually before her; not cry, angry at his desertion and deepthe man suspicious as usual, and putting ly wounded by his indifference, at the no faith in her—the boy in a subdued door. Poor little Lilias, it was her first excitement, his eyes sparkling with the disappointment in life. He was not light of novelty and adventure. Ran- thinking of her, but a great deal of his dolph had gone into his father's room new portmanteau and the sandwiches that morning, and had walked suspi- put up for him, and the important posiciously round the bed, making quite sure tion as a traveller in which he stood that the "no change" was true." I sup- but neither was Nello unkind. He took pose he may last like this for weeks yet," pains to console his sister, he said, in a querulous undertone-and "Don't cry," he said, “ Lily; I shall yet not so low but that everybody heard come back in the holidays, and someit-to the doctor. “Oh, hush, for Heav- times I will write you letters; and there en's sake, Randolph! How can you tell is always the white rabbit I gave you, that he does not hear ?" said Mary. and little Mary Pen for you to play “Pshaw! how can he hear?" Randolph with." replied, turning with a certain contempt “ I don't want to play,” said Lilias, with from the helpless and powerless frame a burst of tears; is play everything ? which lay there making no sign, yet liv- I am too old for that. But oh, Nello, ing when it would be so much better you are going to leave me, and you don't that he should die. The awe of such a care. You do not care for Mary, or presence gives way to familiarity and Martuccia, or any one. Me I should weariness even with the most reverent not mind—but you do not love any one. watcher ; but Randolph, though he had You care for nobody but yourself.” no desire to be indecorous, could not “Oh yes, I do," said Nello, “everyhelp feeling a certain irritation at his fa- body," and he cracked the coachman's ther, who balked him by this insensibility whip which was placed in readiness; just as he had balked him while yet he “but boys have to go out and see the had all his wits about him. It seemed world, Eastwood says so. If I don't like incredible that this half-dead, half-living being at school I shall come back and condition, which brought everything to stay at home, and then you will have me a standstill, should not be more or less a again, but I hope not, and I don't think man's own fault.

so, for school is jolly, very jolly, so UnThus he went away, irritated and baf-cle Randolph says. fied, but still full of excitement; the “ You can go with Uncle Randolph," moment which must decide all could cried Lilias in a blaze of sharp anger; not be very far off. He left the strong- and I hope you will not come back. I est charges upon the household, from his hope you will always stay away, you sister to Eastwood, to send for him in- cruel, cruel boy !" stantly when “any change" occurred. This bewildered Nello for a moment, “ If it should be to-morrow," he said ; "I as did the hurried wiping of Lilias' eyes shall hold myself always ready.” He and the tremulous quiver of her lip with kept his eyes fixed on the Castle as long which it 'was accompanied; but there as he could see it, feeling that even now was no time for more. He laughed and NEW SERIES.-VOL. XXVI., No. 5

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waved his hand to her as he was hurried situation. No little hero of a story had into the carriage. He had scarcely ever ever gone away without a tribute to the looked so gay before. He took off his misery of parting. This thought conhat and waved it as he went out of sight. tracted her heart with a visionary pang Hurrah! they heard his shrill little voice more exquisite than the real. Nello was shouting. Lilias sat down on the ground no hero, nothing but a little cruel, comand cried her heart out. It was not only mon, vulgar boy, not fit to put into any that he was unkind-but Nello thus show- story, to go away so. ed himself wanting to all the needs of the

(To be continued.)

TO HERMIONE.

WHAT shall I liken unto thee?

A lily bright,
Whose virgin purity and grace
Fulfils the soul, as doth thy face,

With all delight.
What shall I liken unto thee?

A blushing rose,
Which, redolent of fragrance rare,
Half opened to the summer air,

All sweetness grows.
What shall I liken unto thee?

Some glorious star,
Which, hung aloft at eventide,
Sheds its mild radiance every side,

Both near and far,

No! such comparison is vain.

For these all three,
Lily, and star, and rose so fair,
In radiance, grace, and sweetness rare

Must yield to thee.

Macmillan's Magasine.

LIFE AND TIMES OF THOMAS BECKET.

BY JAMES ANTHONY FROUDE.

The archbishop's letters show conclu- authority was derived from God through sively that the Constitutions were not them. However well the assumption the real causes of the dispute with the might appear in theory, it would not king. The king was willing to leave the work in practice, and John of Salisbury Constitutions to be modified by the pope. was right in concluding that the pope The archbishop's contest, lying concealed would never sanction an assumption in his favorite phrases, saving my order,' which, broadly stated and really acted on,

saving the honor of God,' was for the would shake the fabric of the Church supremacy of the Church over the throughout Europe. Alexander was Crown; for the degradation of the civil dreaming of peace when the news reached power into the position of delegate of him of the excommunications at Vezethe pope and bishops. All authority was lay. The news that Chief Justice de derived from God. The clergy were the Luci had hanged 500 felonious clerks in direct ministers of God. Therefore all England would have caused him less

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