utable. Colman did not know him at first. When they had
shaken hands. Colman looked in his friend's shaggy face and asked, "Is
it all square, Dan?"

"All square, Phil," answered Field, looking the other as straight in
the eyes;

"Well, I'm glad you pulled through, Dan," said Colman; "but you'd
better have come home with me."

"Well, I don't know, Phil," Field answered musingly: "I'm not sure
whether I'm sorry or glad."

J.T. McKAY.

THE PROBLEM.

Two parted long, and yearning long to meet,
Within an hour the life of months repeat;
Then come to silence, as if each had poured
Into the other's keeping all his hoard.

And when the life seems drained of all its store,
Each inly wonders why he says no more.
Why, since they've met, does mutual need seem small,
And what avails the presence, after all?

Though silent thought with those we love is sweet,
The heart finds every meeting incomplete;
And with the dearest there must sometimes be
The wide and lonely silence of the sea.

CHARLOTTE F. BATES.

MONACO.

There are three ways of reaching Monaco from Nice--by sea, by rail,
and by carriage _via_ the Corniche road. This last is the longest, but
by far the most interesting route. The railroad takes you to Monaco in
about an hour, and the steamer employs pretty nearly the same time. A
carriage, on the other hand, requires not less than five hours for
the journey, but then the scenery passed through is perhaps the most
striking in Southern Europe. I have often gone on foot, leaving Nice
early in the morning, and arriving in Monaco at about four in the
afternoon, having been able to rest fully two hours on the way. Once
beyond the town, the road begins to ascend what is called the Montee
de Villefranche, and at every step the views become more and more
varied and picturesque. Presently an olive wood is traversed, and the
town is lost to sight until the summit of the mountain which separates
the Bay of Nice from that of Villefranche is attained. This olive wood
is of great antiquity, and, like almost all similar thickets in this
part of the country, doubtless owes its origin to the Romans, who are
said to have introduced the tree into the Maritime Alps and the south
of France. Many of the trees are very large, and their trunks are
black and much twisted, their branches long and weird-looking, but
the exceeding delicacy of their foliage, which is dark green on the
outside and