(Published by Arrangement.")
THE LOAN OF A HARTJEN,
BY
G. B. STUART.
[COPYRIGHT.]
PART 11:
THE HONGKON TELEGRAPH, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1899.
Ausstattung lent you. Don't you know, they are quite superstitious about these wonderful bridal ornaments that descend from mother to daughter, or son's wife as the case may be they are only to be handled and worn by the bride efect, or mischief comes of it".""
"What mischief?"
"Oh, I don't know" battle, murder, or sudden death" I suppose or at least a good genuine heart-breaking all round-Yes, that must be it, as it is in the form of a heart."
"That may be so, perhaps, in Holland or Holstein," said Florence, lightly, though her checks were very pale, "but our sturdy feligo- landers are probably not so romantic. Herr Uns to copy, but now we had better return them, and get rid of all responsibility."
not content? contemptuous guch a one as this "with a coated Englishman, towards the slim tweed take his Harjen, and that you must needs and toss them both aside at along with it, with them? Do you know to, had done driven Franz Wyk, with your witch you have
"In God's name tell me what has happened,”
ordered a pair of the same sort to protect both his knees from the thorns in the bullfinches Sport and Gossip.
: LETTER FROM LADYSMITH
CAMP.
LAN OFFICERS DESCRIPTION OF ELANDSLAAGTE
BATTLE.
"Your song is lovely, Herr Wyk," Florence said, a little nervously for her; can hum the tune now quite correctly, after hearing you sing it once or twice, and when I get within reach of a piano again I am sure I shall be able to pick out the accompaniment, and sing Wyk made no objection to lending these for words of the evening before, "battle, murder, few minutes before in to tell you how it. It will make quite a sensation in London a real Frisian fishing song)"
You are meaning to go to London soon?" "I think next week. Miss Santley's holiday is nearly over, and I have other things to do."
*You will go to Landon now for the rest of the year?"
"Heaven forbid) no-” then, seeing him stare, she went on, laughing, "nobody goes back to London at the beginning of September it is a waste, a wilderness, with no more people in it than than in Heligoland. No, I shall go to Scotland first, and then to Sussex, and perhaps to Woolwich for a bit, and so home."
And when will you be in London? "I suppose about the first of November." "And about the first. of November shail I come also to London."
"You, Herr Wyk?'
That night the storm, broke, and lashed the little isinnd, with almost tropical fury-it accm- ed as if Gennany was going to lose her latest acquired possession in the rage of the elements. The wooden houses creaked and groaned and almost sprang asunder as the wind fashed and tore them; no one, certainly no visitor to the island, closed on eye all night, till the grey morning broke in pitiless sheets of rain, and the storm sobbed itself out in loud, sullen breakers along the beach. The three English friends met at breakfast, the two younger deploring, lugubriously the change in the weather and surveying the desolate scene from the windows of the litle bare Speise-saal. | Una Santley had her work to do, and could
but for Florence Grant and Arthur Le Mesurier. they had each other to amuse, and set about it vigorously, after their kind, with mutual re collection and reminisbences of past London gaicties, which carrical them through the long forenoon till early dinner time, not altogether unpleasantly.
paint all day without reference to the weather,
she said in Gennnn; Le Mesurier, lippant or sudden death," were in her ears, but her natural habit of command, asserted its power over Cassandra's wilder nature, and reduced the Frisian girl's narrative to something more like coherency.
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"You went with him yesterday in his boat," she answered doggedly, her face working fiercely, but her words coming with dramatic distinctness, you know best what you said to him, and he to you. He met me on the steps an hour afterwards and caught me here, by my am. You can see the marks if you like he, who had never been rough to a dog even, to hold me like that! He called me a deceiver, a cheating woman, for dressing may- self in the jewels that he had lent only to you you, who had told me he gave them for me to | wear. Do you know what it means when you accep! a man's Hartjen in our island? It is not a thing to play with, for idle amusement, to tempestuously with rage and wounded pride.
"I never played with either of you cried Florence Grant, "never with you I swear it. I asked your cousin for the loan of his jewels, not thinking but that he knew who Was 10 wear them; as for you, you consented willingly enough! How was I to know what absurd, implications you would attach to sa simple an affair? Do not say another word about it, but tell me at once what has become of Herr Wyk?"
Juch to
mediately. That bit of rag is only fit for rifle cleaning"
"Very good, sir. Colour Sergeant Roberts, make a note of it!*
"Er-the top button-hole ja really in a very fair condition, whispers a young subaltern to the quartermaster, in whose company he is following his seniors.
All the remaining sketches in the volume are hit off in the same light and vivid fashion, Where all are good it is difficult to parti
"The cularise; but perhaps the chapters on
are the two best ones in the book. In Sergeants Ball" and "The Draft for India" these the humorous as well as the under current of pathos in the soldier's' life are touched upon in a really brilliant fashion. To all who wish to know something about the life of the rank and file of an army-and they must assuredly be very many-Mr. Wyndham's "Soldiers of the Queen" may be cordially recommended. Excellent as was his former volume.
siderbly in advance of it.
"The Queen's Service," this laiter is
TO NAME THE NEW STREET. [By A. M.]
"For goodness sake get this mind eralls 74 of the room," cried Miss Santley, who the cu she could not understand 'Sandra's languag had caught the name of Wyk, and seemed to P have divined its significance; but Florencecuta contemporary publishes the follow. pushed her back.
an officer at present beleaguered Ladysmith, 5th. Dragons Guards Camp,
All have gone 10th October, 1899.
so I am snatching a have got on so far. I arrived here on the 19th and was attached to the 5th, so next morning SEL here and commenced duty. The my tent day, the 21st; I had the wonderful cond get into my first engagement, the batte of Elandslaagte, where for two
miles were shelled by the of open plain we Boer guns. The sensation is a most exciting one. Bang goes the gun, and the shell comes. screaming over your head, and for several seconds you have the uncertainty as to where it is to fall. Their shooting was quite good. enough for us, as shells fell all round us, and let things come to pass in a chance-medley It is only of late that England has ceased to within five yards of us, but only one man and so we have a mind to set about naming was hit. Half way across we had to hall our new London street with the new delibera under fire, whilst two men dismounted to cul
tion. And while we are now at the matter, and as we sat still there, waiting for above care, so as to tamper with no history, but only the wire fencing and let us across the railway, some. renaming would not be amiss, done with
we had an experience most of us will We had two mad charges never forget. into the retreating Boers, and killed and. captured a crowd of them. The nien used their lances, and we our revolvers, and I had my first taste of killing fellow men. One man near me dashed into two loers riding one hores, and spitted the two and had to leave the lance in them. It was pitch dark when the order came to rally, and another subaltern and I who had ridden on after the retreating Boers, found on returning a party of twelve of
men tying up a lot of pri oners, so we stay squadron, and after blundering about in the ed to bring them on, and is lost sight of our dark for an hour, we decided to belt till day light, as we did not know where we might fall into a Boer camp, being right behind their original position, and three miles from our own main body. It rained all night, and we had an awful time, but regained the squadron in the morning to find that the victory had been complete; that we had captured their guns and killed and wounded 400 of them, Insing on our site 4 officers and and 185 men wounded. Every officer in the 37 men killed, and 31 officers (5 since dead) Gordons, except one, was hit.
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from an old. Wiltshire familyTHE CHO family have left their name to Clare Market,” and so forth. There are, moreover, the con spicuous examples that every one knows of This is not, needless to say, the general manner of London naming,, but it his perhaps," the most predominant_of_many, The saints bad their sharë, but the Reformation: clipped their titles. Shakespeare takes it for granted that the chipp ng wats un uldet custom : was of Clemens once myself, where they talk of stad Shallow stili?". Yet some "Saints
since we lay all night in the windmill in St. remained! Oh, Sir John, du you remember George's Pielis? No more of that, good | Master Shallow, no more of that." Then, in his youth, Sir Roger de Coverley was perplexed to know whether he should ask for Marylebone or Saint Marylebone. The fashion of brevity. at any rate is pure English. There is nothing like it elsewhere.
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With the Saint in London was not always a church, but sometimes a well, and even a stream. So it was with Clement's · The later Londoners ui Elizabeth, and their near succes. sors, took a kind of delight in mocking the streams that carried" refuse to the Thaines, But Fitzstephen, in the reign of lunty 11,
runnels murmur over the shining stones among praised the excellent springs, "whose water
these. Holywell, Clerkenwell, St. Clement's are sweet, salubrious, and clear, and' whose
well may be esteemed the principal." If not wells we have still fountains. Fresh under the London plane-trees they play in the nook be fore sonic City church-door, and in the hot.
"Yes 1-why not? I have never been to such a day was a terrible infliction; luckily, | please a fine lady!" and her bosom heaved three minutes with shells bursting all round, i to defeat the obscure caprices than have named | July pigeons and sparrows bathe together in
London, it is true, but I have been to Memel and to Berlin and to many other places. I do not mean to live all my life upon this island. Do you think a real Frisian fisherman will make a strange sensation among your friends in England?
What was she to say? The man before her was picturesque enough in his rough, knitted blue shirt, his oilskin, trousers and big boots he was even comely and pleasant to look upon, with his manly, purposeful face" and his strangely childish bluc
She had cyca taken his hospitality, and, almost thrust her friendship upon him, and flaunted her trust in him and her indifference to the conventional distance between them, in his face-but to think of him in London as her friend, as her
Wyk interrupted her thoughts, almost as if
he had divined them.
her eyes.
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If you come up to the studio by-and-bye you shall see the prettiest girl in the island," said Miss Santley to Mr. Le Mesurier during | dinner.
Haven't I seen her aheady?" he answered, speaking to the artist, but looking at her friend; "but perhaps you mean something local something more in this style," with a comprehensive glance round at their fellow guests.
These are German; Cassandra Hendricks is pure Frisian-the type of women. Tacitus describes with so much adinaration, continued Miss Santley, who had taken an Anglo-Slixon
craze.
"I am not coming to London, dressed like this," he said, laughing a little with his eyes. "Queer sort of young person to meet at after- and drawing a little closer. “I shall go to noon tea," Le Messurier remarks carelesly, Hainburg first, and get proper clothica, like a · Afternoon tea has now become an institution gentleman. I will even, perhaps, have to take as thoroughly English as the Established lessons in some things that gentlemen must Church itself. Every day the London ladies fearn, but there will be plenty of time for brewed it solicitously at half-past four o'clock, that if you will not be in London till the first in their own little Japanese teapot. Some of November.
tones they were constrained to begin the Florence's heart sank, then, she took a desfuntion half-an-hour earlier, but never was pernte resolve. It would be better to bring it postponed so much as five minutes later this matter to a climax at once, and dispose of than the appointed hour. So much for it for ever, than have it hanging over her in feminine force of babit. Whether the little this fashion." But you are not only coming apparatus was spread in Miss Santley's studio, to England to see me," she said without lifting or on the lee side of an Oberland sandhill, or under the shelter of one of the deep red "Am I not? Perhaps you are right. The Underland crags, Florence Grant as duly drst duty of my visit is to your father, to 'warmed the pot, measured out the tea, and pay to him, "Sir, I have seen your daughter allowed it proper time to draw, as if she had in Heligoland, and I have followed her to been in her own home drawing-room the spirit England I have some houses and land in lamp, and the little tin of biscuits fitted into our island, and some boals that do well in the their basket, and there was a napkin folded be- fishing, aud money in the bark at Hamburg-low for washing up the cups before they were but these are nothing to offer her in comrepacked-a service which Franz Wyk had parison with my love." I know Heligoland is not infrequently rendered on many an ex- only a small place, and poor, compared with cursion. England, but we are all of the same race, and To-day the studio looked inviting en- where we love we are as strong and powerful | ough, with its window tightly shut from ka juu Yeerdaagiitreenia is surieland; and like grey drizzle without, the tea set spread took my heart from me the first time I over on the little table covered with a white saw her; still, I doubted what I should dare to cloth, and Florence Grant in her warm do, until one day she asked me for my Hartjen, red dress, which the islanders knew and then I knew that she would not con well, bending over the bright fame of the spirit descend to wear my bride's jewels unless—" lamp. Miss Santley had been painting dili
'Stop stop!" cried the girl, in an agony, gently at her large picture, though her model borrowed the ornaments, it is true, for Miss had failed her for the first time. Now the light Santley's picture, but I have never worn them; was becoming uncertain, and she lean: back, I never meant anything but to help Una to putting a little fanciful touch now and again, paint her "Frisian Bride" correctly. I do not and throwing an occasional observation over want them, or your love either!"
her shoulder to the tea-maker
"You have never won them? Who has, then "
"Sandra Hendricks."
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"Do you know, young people, that the Freya will be over us if we don't pull out of the way," cried Miss Sandley, looking up suddenly from the pages of "L'illustration." The Freyn was the steamer which brought passengers from Cuxhaven and Hamburg to Heligoland, and as Miss Santley had said, she was cinge uponTM the Macve. Peter had to be roughly awakened from alumber, and two pairs of oars soon brought the little sailing boat in shore; it was all done in a quiet, masterly manner, the boat beached, the ladies handed out; while there was anything to do it was not likely that Franz Wyk would waste time in talking. Miss Grant, frightened and a little ashamed as she was, was immensely relieved by the sudden interposition of the Hamburg-steamer. It had saved her, at a very uncomfortable juncture, from an annoy ing scene, and she would take good care that Wyx should not have another opportunity of renewing. his extrordinary declaration. She jumped out of the Marve more quickly than she had ever done before; Miss Sautley was busy. collecting her rugs and hugging her loose papers, and Franz must perforee assist her, while Florence burried forward, scarcely heed ing where ale went, in her nnxiety to escape from him.
Freva
The boats from
The
were unloading their passengers on the beach, as Heligoland custom is; a crowd of men and women, cager to be porters, were surrounding the bandiul of Arrivals, shatching: at their small luggago, and deafening them with questions in bad English and worse Germans à tall young Englishman, in a light suit, detached himself from the group and pushed hastily through it." Miss Grant, he said, "I have followed you and Miss Santley all the way to Hallgoland, and have managed pretty fairly so far but now it seems as if these savage islanders were bent on tearing ma to pieces. Please tell what the next move is to
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be?"
Mr. Le Masurier! I-could not believe my eyes Come this way--Una is just behind, and between us we will take care of you."
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I suppose the weather has frightened Sandra enough too. Up on the Oberland last night I wonder the roofs stayed on if there is wholesale dilapidation any- where I suppose I ought to go out and look at it, for the Panorama's sake. 1 hope Herr Wyk will let me hear if there is any thing worth taking notice of" Franz, Wyk had been in clatigable in finding" points de vue" for the Panorama's representative.
May I chter your portable England?" asked Arthur Le Mesurier from the doorway; "you can't think how ridiculously like Lennox Ter- race this room is, Miss Santley. How do you manage to carry so much of your personality about with you! Those long grey jars with the grasses, and that red drapery in the corner; surely they are not local ornaments?"
"The grey jugs we bought for Svepence a plece in the market; the red rug is our great- est standby in travelling, but at present it adorns that corner because the hideous, paint- ed cupboard won't stand straight, and to drape it is our only chance of getting it into harmony. The details of our studio ars, I fear, somewhat squalid, but I am glad the effect is pleasing."
"By Jove, I should think it was-especially after the contrast of the beach below there. I never saw such a scene of desolation. I thought I knew the utmost linsits of dreariness, which coast scenery could arrive at from my experi ence of winter duck shooting on our own East Coast, but this beats everything! And to think of the exquiste day we had only yesterday! Misg Grant, you are shivering with cold, you had better let me get my ask, and supplement your tea with a spoonful of cognac.
You will never see him again, nor I either: Ile told me he would not stay to be laughed at by you and your English friends. he parted from me in anger and scorn-scorn that I could let myself be so readily deceived, but oh not the scorn in which he holds you, who deceived bim! He said he did not care what became of bin, and the Aferne was smashed, to pieces in the gale last night. He will never sail ber- you will never sail in her-again! "He sailed in the Freya this morning; he has gone to Berlin to declare for Germany-to enlist!"
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Santley said, when at last they had got rid of It was rather bathos after all! As Miss the angry, sobbing girl, there is a latent power in these northern people which makes it dan gerous to have any intimacy with them unless Mesurier, who had felt very de trop during this you entirely understand them. And Mr. Le uncomfortable scene, reiterated what he had said the night before, about the jealousy with which the people of Holstein regarded their bridal ornaments: "As far as I could make out from the Beauty's harangue she was demand. ing them back in a panic, was she not?"
I shall seal them in their box, and leave Herr Wyk has left the Island," said Florence. them with Captain Geister, the Governor, as
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the English party were glad to leave at the The weather in Heligoland had broken, and
end of the week, when Miss Grant carried out her projected round of visits, including one to the parental house of her fiancé, Arthur Le Mesurier. Miss Santley has more than satis. fied the" Panorama," and her "Frisian Bride" will be exhibited next May,
Cassandra Hendricks is waiting for her cousin's return after his three year's service,
THE END.
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AN EXPERIMENT,
Tremoirs lifted his chin from his chest and his eyes from the toe of his shoe and sighed dolefully.
I don't, belleve she'll have me," he said, for the some dazenth time.
I smoked on.
We ride over the battlefield next morning to bring in the captured guns, and the sight and wounded men and horses, as all the was awful, the place bring strewn with dead wounded could not he found in the night.
which the Gloucesters were out, they lost poor On the 24th, during reconnaissance, in Wilford, shot through the head,
The large portion of officers bit in these 6ights is due to the fact (which we learned from socie prisoners) that the Boars tell off special sections of good shots to do noth ing byt pick off officers, We are being worked very hard, as all the patrolling has to regiments here. We go to bed in our clothes be done by cavalry, and we have not many
and are off within to minutes. Often we are out for three days, with only a little biscuit and cheese in our haversacks, but i am feeling as fit as possible,
To-day we went out to help in the Glencoe force, 3,joo strong, who had retired upon this camp, so we are now the front line of defence. We have about to or 11,000 meu here, includ ing Volunteers, and the Boers are to-night within three miles of us, numbering about 24,000 so far as we can make out 1 am sending this off carly to-morrow as the railway may be cut behind us any moment,
when we shall be entirely cut off from communication with, outside. Our camp is well fortified, and we have plenty of supplies
and ammunition. From to-morrow we shall
have a lot of fighting, as the Boers are bring "Why should sheh he asked, argumenta- ing up a lot of heavy guns to shell us, but we tively.
shall beat them off all right. I shall close now "Why?" I asked, reflectively,
as it is-1030, and we shall probably be called Tremoirs glanced at me. What can she out at 3 to take the place of the squadrons see in me he demanded.
which are out keeping touch with the enemy. "SOLDIERS OF THE QUEEN."
"It's
True," 1 replied; " what ?” Tremains regarded me doubtfully, crass presumption in me to dare to love her,"
asserted.
I nodded an enthusiastic assent. Tremoirs glared-at me for a full minute. She is so lovely, and pure, and and beautiful, that for a rough, crabbed, worldly fellow like myself to want to marry her seems almost like an insult," he said. "It is," I agreed.
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Confound you!" cried Tremoirs hotly, "I'm as good as you are."
Undoubtedly," I observed, in as sarcastic a tone as I could manage,
"And I'll propose to her this very night, if you do think I'm too big a scoundrel to" Tremoirs, announced, bitterly, as he hastily departed.
Well, I suppose I am out a wedding present, but I've proved my theory, which is that the self-abnegation lovers indulge in is simply un- conscious hypocrisy.-Sport and Gossip.
OLD HUNTING DRESS ODDITIES.
An amusing description of the tall chimney pot our grandsires used to wear a hunting is given by Mr. Birch Reynardaan in his "Sports and Anecdotes of Bygone Days," It had as much nap on it as there is wool on many a Southdown sheep's back, and in shape it re- sembled a flower pot. These hats were wonderful to behold, not only from their height and shape, but diso for their marvellous dis- comfort, for when they got wet through they become as soft as tripe, as heavy as if they had been made af sheet lead; and a mixture of something after the manner of gum or glue would trickle down one's face and neck to one's endless discomfort and they took a deal of drying and ironing with a hot iron to get them into any kind of shape again."
The same writer describes the mud boot of the same period. of legging, made of either drab cloth or fusting, It was a large roomy kind with a foot to it and leather sole which took in the boot, it came up to the middle of the thigh, was held up by a strap of the same material, of either brown cloth or fustian, and it had a cleverly contrived hole in the back of the heel to let the spur come through the whole was secured to the owner's leg by a row of buttons too numerous to be described; as soon a tho master got of his hack his servant came to his assistance and unbuttoned his mud hoots. The master then got on his hunter, and there he was mounted and eager for the fray," as neat as if he had just come out of a band-box.
Is that one for me, and two for yourself?" "On my honour, no." I got quite warm battling with the wind, and after all, you know, it is only August still. Down on the strand the good people seem to be in a terrible state of excitment. Some boats were smashed or lost in the storm last night-my Heligolandish is not very advanced, so that I did not clearly understand what had happened, but it appears to be a matter of considerable interest, from the row that they are making. I went round and had a look at the rocks, where ap parently the mischief was done they are mur After supper that night the three English derous enough for anything. Is there a family people sit on the balcony of the *little room. of some name like Vik ́or Wyk———— which Misa Santley used as a studio. Mr. Le "Good" heavens, what is it?" cried Miss. Mesurier was allowed to smoke, Miss Santley Grant knitted as she watched the lighting playing in ominous blue radiance across the sea. Flo. rence, who was uneasy and inclined to fidget about, moved to and fro, altering things within the room, or bringing skatches and curious to tha window for their guest 10 880. Presently she sat down with all the bridal ornaments in her lap.
not want these again, I think Una Do you know what you have done ?" she You will not we will let Mr. Le Mesurier see them, and then cried, addressing Miss Grant, who stood, slight, I should like to send them back. They are too white faced, and trembling before her all the valuable to keep longer then we absolutely careful English sentences which she had require, and as far as the picture goes you have practised with such prido were forgotten, and finished with them,"
Lord Alvanley, one of the pride of the the poured forth a torrent of island patais, Cottesmore in 1846, appeared one day in ***By Jove, they are landsong!" said young which to Mr. Le: Mesurier and Miss Santley preposterous pair of boots. They had tops Le Mesuries coming to the light and walghing was simply paintelligible, though Florence standing well above the kness, and looked much the golden Harsien in his hand I have seen could catch her meaning with terrible intuition. like the old Life Guards' boots with the corners, something like them in the north of Holland, What have you done with my cousin, rounded off. The idea was founded on and in Holstein, but none to valuable as my playmate the bravest, handsomest man single boot the Duke of Rutland had made this You must have made a vast impres in our island 2- You have played with him as for his left leg, to protect the knee, which he sion upan some worthy Heligolander, a cat dode with a mouse you have led him on had Injured by running a thom into it. Lord Mina Grant, to get such a splendid with your smiling and your singing—were you | Alvanley, literally; want him one better" and
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It was Cassandra Hendricks bursting sud- denly and unannounced into the sung little English interior. Cassandra, wild-eyed as her classic riamesake, dripping and dishevelled from her tussle with the elements no placid Frisian maiden, but a vengeance-breathing northern goddess, a dire and merciless as Freya himself.could bej
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a multitude of streets as it were in private.
In comparing our manner of naming with that of Continental towns, one notes in the arsi place these domestic obscurities, and in the second the insular respect for rich families, which un revolution disturbed from the feudat days onward-the national permission of pri- vilege and consent of class. Not so are the commercial nobles of the mediaval ports abroad allowed to naine a street or a quar ter.
Their own palace bears their names, but seldom does the highway. In Lodon the palace had a shorter life, but when it that opened upon the abounding fields of this was pulled down and the garden destroyed valley, the name was still the street's or the lane's and is not now to be dislodged. Leigh Han's book "The Town" is but a duliish book, done with the "light touch that was cheap and habitual and cheerful and chatty, to weariness; but it has plenty of information as to this ancient observance of respect. A every tum he tells you that this street or his marke: "is named after the ancient family of."
most takes the fancy of the wayfarer, and this There is one chief manner of naming that,
directed, to the local 1.ondon street. You feel gives the name of the far city whereto it is Oxford at the lar end of this westward way: It direction, and London that spun the thread sets forth, it is visibly on a journey, it lias a "lives along the line." Not a furlong of the old lands, the old rights, and the old parishes road accompanied by grass, going alone as the
fleeting valleys lead it gently with its burdens will have it, and as the unresting hills and
not a furlong but is for Oxford, The straight road of France shows the way obviously, but this long and persistent English traveller that is so easily turned aside, surely turns back again like the drifting stem of a lily.
Quite different is the naming of streets after the distant city which has been the custom of recent years, in Italy. A demonstration of and, unfortunately, a vulgar street was named union was made every time that a new, a wide,
companion town of the plain or a place of re- within any city after a sister city, whether a
seated by the other sea, mole game beyond peaks and torrents, or
Especially has avery town a Via Roma, int order to express the national grasp upon Rome Those noble names--Brescia, Modena, Parm which sound so like a call to arms that an Italian song even yet without
can summon them in a
a breaking voice, are, now that arms have sa long done their work, the signg of a ruined agriculture and of cities that have broken their serried walls to make suburbs for the former country people to creep to: people that were producers, and are now hangers on of the mere distributors. Sucht unforeseen ends have hopes fulfilled,
What the rail took away from the spirit of the London street that bears the name of its distant end and has all its journey before it, the cyclist has restored. The street seems again to make ready and to open a gate to the west or the east, and one might The sub-title of Mr. Horace Wyndham's new wish that Leigh Hunt's great families" had work is "A Book about the Army" (Sands & done less with their ranished houses, and that Co.), for the volume is one that deals in a very the beckoning of the far city had done more, thorough manner with the life and works of all in the naming of the streets. Sometimes one who are privileged to wear the Queen's scarlet. cannot tell whether the coincidence of some In addition to the book being a most interest old dedication has given the some name to a ingly written one, it is also one of decided street deep in the city, and to a 'road that bears value as a work of reference, This is by it in solitude in a province, or whether that for reason of the fact that its author is himself an wayfaring road is the very, street on its way to ox-soldier of the Queen, and is thus enabled the sea. Evelyn recorde the burning of to write "with authority," Such a state of. Gracious-street when the City was in flames; affairs is refreshing, for nearly all the and hard by White's Selborne, and the books in circulation that purport to treat of Bostal which lies under the hanging woods, milltary matters have emanated from the peas and the Plestor, which is the immemorial of well-meaning ladies who, scarcely knewing name
in green
the the difference between a bombadier and a midst of this ancient village, is a Graciqus- bombshell, do tot hesitate to deluge the books- street, walking deep amid solitary fields. High- talls with novels on "army life." That their hedged, a hollow road, finding its way among conceptions of this are, in the marjority of the hills southward, it had travelled far from instances, as erroneous as they are uninten the silent Plague, and the loud Fire, and the tionally humorous,
clamorous War, of that disastrous Restoration. Consequently there has long been ropm Gracious-street glowed and was ashen grey by for a really authentic volume on the night and day in London: Gracious-street, subject. As such a one is Mr. Horace Wynd under the. dlear stems of beech woods, ham's "Spiders of the Queen, we feel justfed turned and wavered and held on its swaying in predicting a large sale for it,
English way towards the limit of the land."
Kocs without saying,
Even without this claim of authenticity, the book possesses sufficient qualities to ensure it a large measure of succo. Mr. Wyndham wolds a humorous and observant pen, and pos? | sesses the rato gift of conveying in a terse and dramatic form the scene which he wishes to bring before his readers. Take for instance, this passage descriptive of the ceremony of kit inspection. The colonel is going round a barrack room, has halted at the bed side of an alleged "aid soldier"
circumstance occasions ill-concealed
feeling of uneasiness in the breast of the colour-sergeant, for he knows full well that the kit here exhibited is not ilkely to be of an alto, hearts, accordingly, he offers up a fervent peti gether satisfactory nature. In his heart of tlon that no detailed examination will, here be made. It is not to be, however, for the colonel, after pausing irresolutely at the foot of the bed, bends forward and casts a coldly critical glance at the neatly folded shirt lying at the upper end.
"Shake that out," he commands briefly,
want to soo what it's like.”
for the little
The difference between a new-a quite new London street and an ancient, is that the first is not intended to lead, in any important manner, out of town la exit may be left to the chance
roads, and it may reach the open country with encounters of other ways, to corners and cross. out any kind of ceremony by way of the dwarf suburbs, the whole business, as a street, is within the town and within but a small district. It has to carry the great burden of the move- ment of London a little way, with a little more world it is a citizen, and serves the town; and going the way this new street in to go, doubtless it will never ade a sunset or a sunrise, and for heavenly skies," the most part of the year will lie beneath un-
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