arth. King George and Frederick North might have learned some
fundamental principles of government, had they been present.

Like sitting in heavenly places were the mornings and evenings to
Roger Stanley in the Walden home, where he passed the first and the
last two weeks of the term. The food upon the table was appetizing;
deft hands had prepared the bannock--Rachel's hands. The plates,
knives, and forks had been laid by her. It was she who glided like a
fairy around the room. How could his eyes help following her? And when
seated at the table, how radiant her face, beaming with health! In the
early morning, long before breakfast-time, he heard her feet tripping
down the stairs. While about her work, he could hear her humming a
song which he had sung to her. Very pleasant the "good-morning" that
came from her lips when he appeared. In the evening it was a pleasure
to hold a skein of yarn for her to wind. He was sorry when the last
thread dropped from his wrists, and wished she had another for him to
hold.

It was the old, old story; the growth of mutual respect, honor, and
love, becoming daily more tender and true; the love that needed no
pledge, because it was so deep and abiding.

XII.

A NEW ENGLAND GIRL.

Lord Upperton was prolonging his stay in America. He visited New York
and Philadelphia, and was once more in Boston. He called upon Thomas
Hutchinson, governor; upon Thomas Flucker, secretary; and upon the
officials of the Custom House. He accepted many invitations to dinner
from gentlemen and ladies, and took excursions into the country on
horseback. Lady Frankland hospitably entertained him in her country
house, where he enjoyed himself shooting squirrels and partridges.
Returning to Boston, he frequently called to pay his respects to Mr.
and Mrs. Newville, never failing to ask for Miss Newville, prolonging
his calls till past the ringing of the nine o'clock bell. He was very
courteous, and had many entertaining stories to tell of life in
England, of his ancestral home at Halford. The old castle was gray
with age; the ivy, ever green upon its towers, hanging in graceful
festoons from the battlements. Herds of deer roamed the surrounding
park; pheasants crooned and cackled beneath the stalwart oaks; hares
burrowed in the forest; nightingales made the midnight melodious with
their dulcet singing. Old tapestries adorned the walls of the spacious
apartments. In the banqueting halls were the portraits o