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Not on the sa, the Count of Monte Cristo went out by the Barrier d'Enfer, taking the road to Orleans Leaving the village of Linas, without stopping at the telegraph, which flourished its great bony arms as he passed, the count reached the tower of Montlhery, situated, as every one knows, upon the highest point of the plain of that naan to ascend by a little winding path, about eighteen inches wide; when he reached the sureen fruit had succeeded to red and white flowers

Monte Cristo looked for the entrance to the enclosure, and was not long in finding a little wooden gate, working onhinges, and fastened with a nail and string The count soon ate opened, and he then found hi by twelve wide, bounded on one side by part of the hedge, which contained the ingenious contrivance we have called a gate, and on the other by the old tower, covered with ivy and studded all-flowers No one would have thought in looking at this old, weather-beaten, floral-decked tohich ht be likened to an elderly darandchildren at a birthday feast) that it would have been capable of telling strange things, if,--in addition to theears which the proverb says all walls are provided with,--it had also a voice The garden was crossed by a path of red gravel, edged by a border of thick box, of rowth, and of a tone and color that would have delighted the heart of Delacroix, our ure of 8, thus, in its windings, arden of only twenty

Never had Flora, the fresh and sardeners, been honored with a purer or more scrupulous worship than that which was paid to her in this little enclosure In fact, of the twenty rose-trees which for, nor were there evidences anywhere of the clustering aphis which is so destructive to plants growing in a damp soil And yet it was not because the daarden; the earth, black as soot, the thick foliage of the trees betrayed its presence; besides, had natural hu, it could have been immediately supplied by artificial means, thanks to a tank of water, sunk in one of the corners of the garden, and upon which were stationed a frog and a toad, who, from antipathy, no doubt, always remained on the two opposite sides of the basin There was not a blade of grass to be seen in the paths, or a weed in the flower-beds; no fine lady ever trained and watered her geraniums, her cacti, and her rhododendrons, with ardener bestowed upon his little enclosure Monte Cristo stopped after having closed the gate and fastened the string to the nail, and cast a look around