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Why Laura, how your cheeks burn!" exclaimed Mrs Arnot as she entered her niece's roo so foolish, but I have become absurdly excited over this story Scott ell called the 'Wizard of the North' What a spell he weaves over his pages! When reading some of his descriptions of men and manners in those old chivalric times, I feel that I have been born so is so matter-of-fact, and the men are so prosaic The world ure, with the monotonous clank of uncle's machinery My castle in the air would be the counterpart of those which Scott describes"

"Rohed her aunt; "and that reirls always marry matter-of-fact men, which, I suppose, will be your fate I confess I e Your stony castles make me shiver with a sense of discoine they are e ht havemuch the same now! Why, in that day there were the widest and most picturesque differences between men of the same rank There were horrible villains, and then to vanquish these and undo the hts sans peur et sans reproche But now a gentleentleman, and all made up very much in the same style, like their dress coats I would like to have seen at least one genuine knight--ato which he could be impelled by aa ht of onefor her, and yet who maintained such a quiet, masterful self-control that the object of his passion, which had becohtest annoyance; and she said, "You are satirical today In hts now as your favorite author ever described"

"Not in Hillaton," laughed Laura, "or else their disguise is perfect"

"Yes, in Hillaton," replied Mrs Arnot, with so the visitors at this house I know of one who bids fair to fulfil hthood, and I think you will do me the justice to believe that my standard is not a low one"