nown Master Tom some years, and never
knew the man he did not help to ruin with whom he had any
influence." Mr. C. said something about being on his guard,
and "suspecting;" but the exact words were not heard. Lord
K. and Lady breakfasted with Mr. C. to-day, and stayed till
two. Lady K. swept down with her dress a Sevres jar in the
boudoir; heard Mr. C. say that he would not give the
fragments for the most precious vase in the Tuileries. Lord
K. asked what he said, and her Ladyship replied that Mr.
C.'s vase was unhappily the fellow of one in the Tuileries,
and looked confused at the accident. Mr. Linton is warned to
lose no time, as Mr. C. is hourly falling deeper into other
influences, and every day something occurs to injure Mr. L's
interest. Honored sir, in duty yours,
P.

N.B.--The yacht came into harbor from Cowes last night.

The same day which brought this secret despatch saw one from Linton
to Cashel, saying, that by the aid of four hundred workmen in various
crafts, unceasing toil, and unwearied zeal, Tubbermore would be ready
to receive his guests by the following Wednesday. A steamer, hired
specially, had brought over from London nearly everything which
constitutes the internal arrangement of a house; and as money had been
spent without control, difficulties melted away into mere momentary
embarrassments,--impossibilities, there were none. The letter contained
a long list of commissions for Cashel to execute, given, however, with
no other object than to occupy his time for the remaining few days in
town as much as possible. This written and sent off, Linton addressed
himself to his task of preparation with an energy few could surpass,
and while the trades-people were stimulated by increased pay to greater
efforts, and the work was carried on through the night by torchlight;
the whole demesne swarmed with laborers by whom roads were cut, paths
gravelled, fences levelled, flower-plots devised; even the garden--that
labyrinth of giant weeds--was reduced to order, till in the hourly
changing aspect of the place it was hard not to recognize the wand of
enchantment It was, indeed, like magic to see how fountains sprang up,
and threw their sprayey showers over the new-planted shrubs; new paths
led away into dense groves of trees; windows, so late half walled up,
now opened upon smooth, shaven turf, or disclosed a reach of swelling
lands