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Then is Love's hour to stray! Oh, how he flies away!--T MOORE

Meanwhile Aurelia, ro to keep her above the deas crossing the park by the light of a fine hunter'sat a respectful distance in the rear He kept on chuckling to hilee, and when she looked round at hireat exultation that "Mas'r had not been alone His honour had been to see hilad"

"Sir Amyas!" exclaimed Aurelia: "Is he there still?"

"No,ladies?"

"Oh, yes, missie He came beforeword "I tell him, wait till mas'r be dress, and took hiarden; ask what chil'ren it was His Hounour's sisters, Miss Fay, Missie Letty, Missie Amy, I say! His Honour wonder 'My sisters,' he say, ' and was in aht was "Oh, I hope they were clean and neat, and that they behaved themselves I wish I had been at home" Wherewith followed the recollection that Sir Amyas had been called her beau, and her cheeks burnt; but the recent disagreeable lecture on etiquette showed her that it would only have led to embarrassment and vexation to have had any question of an intervieith a young gentleman by so little her elder Nor would she have knohat to say to him Old Mr Belamour in the dark was a very different matter, and she had probably had an escape from much aardness

Molly received her with her favourite exclamation: "Lawk, miss, and who do you think have been here?"

"Jumbo told me, Molly"

"Ain't he a perfect pictur of a uinea for ood care of his little sisters, and says he: 'Their father shall hear of thelad they behaved theood luck that they had not been grubbing in their gardens as you lets 'e up horse-chestnuts under the big tree at the corner of the bowling green, when out on the steps we sees hiel than a s on his shoulders, and out he comes! Miss A?' says she, and runs to me; but Miss Letty, she holds out her ar without a word Then when his Honour was in a them: "My little sisters, my dear little sisters," says he, "don't you knowhis beautiful white small-clothes, if you'll believe ets Miss Fay into one arm, and Miss Letty into t'other, and then Miss Aain 'Are you hs and says: 'No, little one, I'm your brother Did you never hear of your brother Amyas?' and Miss Fay stood off a little and clapped her little hands, and says: 'O brother Amyas, how beautiful you are!'"