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It was a lovely afternoon on the last day of May The sea and all the toil and travail belonging to it was overpass, and Judge Rawdon, Ruth and Ethel were driving in lazy, blissful content On either hand the beautifully cut hedges hite and sweet, and a caress of scent--the soul of the hawthorne flower enfolded the on the top was heard from the happy nests in its secret places; while fro bellsangels

They had dined at a wayside inn on jugged hare, roast beef, and Yorkshire pudding, clotted cream and haver (oaten) bread, and the careless stillness of physical well-being and ofnod of intimate sympathy For the sense of joy and beauty which makes us eloquent is far inferior to that sense which makes us silent

This exquisite pause in life was suddenly ended by an exclaates of Rawdon Park, and soon were slowly traversing its woody solitudes The soft light, the unspeakable green of the turf, the voice of ancient daysthe ferns, the stillness of the su the air with drowsy peace this was the atrand park of three hundred acres was a wide, straight avenue shaded with beech trees The green turf on either hand was starred with prirowth, ferns waved and fanned each other, and the scent of hidden violets saluted as they passed Drowsily, as if half asleep, the blackbirds whistled their couplets, and in the thickest hedges the little brown thrushes sang softly to their brooding mates For half an hour they kept this heavenly path, and then a sudden turn brought theular building of red brick, sandaled and veiled in ivy The numerous ere all latticed, the chis of sandstone It stood in the center of a large garden, at the bottoue of life in the sweet, silent place They crossed it by a pretty bridge, and in a few reat door of the mansion It ide open, and the Squire, with outstretched hands, rose to meet them While yet upon the threshold he kissed both Ethel and Ruth, and, clasping the Judge's hand, gazed at hi, kindly look that the eyes of both men filled with tears