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"I had no idea still if you prefer " The Major took her hand again, and Miss Philpotts set Mr. Halibut an example which he did not follow by gazing meditatively out of the window. Finally she gathered up her work and quitted the room. Mrs. Riddel smiled over at Mr. Halibut and nodded toward the Major. "Don't you think Major Brill is somewhat hasty in his conclusions?" she inquired, softly.

Well, I am persuaded that it was of me the Hebrew sage prophesied, when he foretold "And behold, on whatsoever this man doth set his heart, it shall not prosper!" If my resentment is awaked, it is sure to be where it dare not squeak; and if .... Pray that wisdom and bliss be more frequent visitors of CLXXXIX. To MRS. RIDDEL.

The Major agreed with her, and with a strong-effort regained his composure. "I was just going to turn back," he said, untruthfully; "may I walk with you?" "I am not going far," was the reply. With soldierly courage the Major took this as permission; with feminine precision Mrs. Riddel walked about fifty yards and then stopped.

These accursed times by tripping up importation have, for this year at least, lopped off a full third of my income; and with my large family this is to me a distressing matter. CLXXXVII. To MRS. RIDDEL.

The Major also refrained from seeing the widow, having a wholesome dread as to what effect the contemplation of her charms might have upon his plighted word. He met her at last by chance. Mrs. Riddel bowed coldly and would have passed on, but the Major had already stopped, and was making wild and unmerited statements about the weather. "It is seasonable," she said, simply.

Captain Riddel gave his infant society a great many of his old books, else I had written you on that subject; but, one of these days, I shall trouble you with a commission for "The Monkland Friendly Society," a copy of The Spectator, Mirror, and Lounger, Man of Feeling, Man of the World, Guthrie's Geographical Grammar, with some religious pieces, will likely be our first order.

CXXXVIL To CAPTAIN RIDDEL, FRIARS CARSE. ELLISLAND, 16th October 1789. Sir, Big with the idea of this important day at Friars Carse, I have watched the elements and skies, in the full persuasion that they would announce it to the astonished world by some phenomena of terrific portent.

"Apparent neglect?" repeated the widow, somewhat haughtily. "Well, put it down to a guilty conscience," said the Major; "it seems years to me since I have seen you." "Remember the conditions, Major Brill," said Mrs. Riddel, with severity. "I shall not transgress them," replied the Major, seriously. Mrs. Riddel gave her head a toss, and regarded him from the corner of her eyes.

With the most grateful esteem, I am ever, Dear Sir, CXCV. To MRS, RIDDEL, Madam, I dare say that this is the first epistle you ever received from this nether world. I write you from the regions of hell, amid the horrors of the damn'd.

Makes me rather particular about my dress just now. Women notice these things. I'm sha'nt get much sympathy from a confirmed old bachelor like you but I'm on my way to put a very momentous question." "The devil you are!" said the other, blankly. "Sir!" said the astonished Major. "Not Mrs. Riddel?" said Halibut. "Certainly, sir," said the Major, stiffly. "Why not?"