ails
of the g's. The absence of the i-dots in the old man's writing is also
most characteristic. Watson, I think our quiet rest in the country has
been a distinct success, and I shall certainly return, much invigorated,
to Baker Street to-morrow."

_Beauties._

[Illustration: _Miss Ella Banister._]

[Illustration: _Miss A Hughes_]

[Illustration: _Miss Alice Ravenscroft._]

_From Photos. by Messrs. Bassano, Old Bond Street._

[Illustration: _Miss Friend._

_From a Photo. by W. & D. Downey._]

[Illustration: _Miss C. L. Foote._

_From a Photo. by W. & D. Downey._]

[Illustration: _Mrs. Marsh._

_From a Photo. by Messrs. Bassano, Old Bond Street._]

[Illustration: _Miss Norah Williams._

_From Photos. by Messrs. Bassano, Old Bond Street._]

[Illustration: _Miss L. Harold._]

[Illustration: _Lady Aberdeen._

_Photo. by Barraud_]

LIEUTENANT GAUTHIER

By Jose de Campos

FROM THE FRENCH OF JOSE DE CAMPOS. AN EPISODE OF THE CRIMEAN WAR.
APPROVED AND AUTHORIZED BY GENERAL SAUSSIER, MILITARY COMMANDER OF
PARIS.

[Illustration]

Nicolas Gauthier, Sergeant-Major in the Foreign Legion, was about
twenty-six years of age. He was strikingly handsome, with black hair and
moustache and a pale complexion. His dark eyes were perhaps somewhat
dreamy and intensely sad, but they had a certain expression of
gentleness and candour which won all hearts.

He was above the medium height, upright and broad-shouldered, and was
altogether more fitted for a cuirassier than for a foot-soldier. As,
however, he had entered the army from choice, it was for him to select
the arms he preferred.

He had undoubtedly military tastes, but he had evidently some family
trouble or some love affair which had made him anxious to leave Paris
and to go to Africa with the Foreign Legion (which, as everyone knows,
is always the first regiment to be called out in case of war).

He had been in the garrison at Constantine, and while there had been a
great favourite with all the ladies, and the men had envied him.

It could scarcely be wondered at, for he was so handsome, and then, too,
he had such a martial bearing and such pleasant, attractive manners.

All the sensation he caused was lost upon him, for he did not even seem
to notice it himself.

He was a good soldier: subordinate to his superiors, and always
indulgent to the men under his command, and, consequently, a great
favourite in the Legion.

When Napoleon