I was only eighteen, and hadn then the expearance in writing which I've enjide sins. Having thus done my jewty in evry way, I shall prosead, in the nex chapter, to say what hapnd in my new place. The weak at Fontingblow past quickly away; and at the end of it, our son and daughter-in-law a pare of nice young tuttle-duvs returned to their nest, at the Hotel Mirabew.