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PAGE AGRICULTURAL Labourer and his

Fiod, The BFR Scot Skirving . 387 American Laies, What the, did

during the Var, By Dr. R. Volz . 403
Amusements. By R. W. Dale, M.A. 329
Anker. By R. W. Dale, M.A. .85
Arse! Sh.ne! By C. J. Vaughan,

D.D. ,
A lantie Telegraph, The. By Sir Wm.

Thx son . .
Atmo-phere and the Clouds, The. 'Bj *

Jeses Glaisher, F.R.S.
Auristice and Adeudatus.

ker. Professor Plumptre : 107

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ENCKE, The Career of. By W. T. Guild Court
Lynn, B.4., F.R.A.S.

197 Chap. XII.-A Comparison .217 English Demoniac, The. By Wm.

XIII.-Mattie'a Microcosm . 219 Gilbert

XIV.-The Jewess and her English Dialects: By J. W. Hales,

Neighbours . . . 220 M.A. . . . . . . .001

XV.-The Two Old Women. 226

XVI. On the River . .227 FENS, The. By the Rev. Charles

XVII.- Captain Boxall's ProKingsley.

posal . . . . 231 Field is the world, The. By c. J: 30 XVIII.-The Tempter . 289 Vaughan, D.D.

XIX.-How Tom spent the Fisher Life, the Round of ... : 673

Evening . . . 291

XX.-How Lucy spent the GARIBALDI'S Retreat from Rome,

Night . . .295 and the Last Month of Annitta. By

XXI.-More Shuffling .. 299 an Eye-witness . . . 493, 518

XXII.-A Coming Event .300 Grace's Fortune

XXIII.-Mattie's Illness . . 361 Chap. I.-Lovers' Vows . . 420

XXIV.-Fishing for a Daughter 363 11._" Pretty Doings for a

XXV.-Mr. Fuller,

365 Half-Ruined Man" 426

XXVI.-The "Ningpo" is Lost 371 III-A Carpet Dance . . 429

XXVII.-Of Useful Odds and IV. After the Dance. . 430

Ends . . . 433 V. Stephen Summers. . 472 XXVIII.-Mattie in the Country. 435 VI.-A Bad Business. . 475

XXIX.- Poppie in Town . . 410 VII.A Drive to Blenheim . 476

XXX.-Mr. Fuller in his Church 441 VIII.- Penitence and Recon

XXXI.-A Dreary One . . 505 ciliation . . . 479 XXXII.-An Explosion : 507 IX.-Goody Fletcher . .482 XXXIII.-Down at Last .. 509

X.-Sir Ralph's Obstinacy. 485 XXXIV.-Mrs. Boxall and Mr. XI.-A Drive to Oxford .. 561

Stopper . . . 510 XII.-A Small Dinner l'arty 565 XXXV.-Mattie falls and rises XIII -A Letter from India - 567

again . . . 513 XIV.-Bearing the Trial . 570 XXXVI.-Business . . . 515

XV.-A Broken Heart .. 572 XXXVII.-Mr. Sargent Labours . 577 XVI. Mysterious Secrets . 574 XXXVIII.-How Thomas did and XVII.-Christmas at Rushing

fared . . . 578 ton. . . 631 XXXIX.-Poppie chooses a ProXVIII.--A Wedding . . . 633

fession . . 584 XIX.-Parting . . . 636

XL.-Thomas's Mother . 583 XX.-A Literary Aspirant , 639

XLI.-Lucy's New Trouble . 619 XXI.-Mother and son .. 642

XLII.--Mrs. Boxall finds a XXII.-Struck Down. . . 644

Companion in MisXXIII.-Bad News from the

fortune . . . 655 East . . . . 704

XLIII.- What Thomas was XXIV.-The New Baronet 705

about . . . 653 XXV.-Arnold's Love . . 708 XLIV.-Thomas returns to LonXXVI.-'Ihe Mistress of End

don . field .

XLV.-Thomas is captured .753 XXVII.-An Old Maid's History 716 XLVI.-The Confession

756 XXVIII.-A Reunion . . . 782

XLVII.- Thomas and Mr. StopXXIX.-At Oxford again. 784

per . . . . 759 XXX.-Reminiscences . . 786 XLVIII.-Thomas and his Father 760 XXXI.-A Proposal. . . 789

XLIX.-Thomas and his Mother 761 XXXII-An Unexpected Lega y 851

L. - Thomas and Lucy 793 XXXIII.-Old Wounds. .. 854

LI.-Jack of the "Ningpo” 795 XXXIV.-A Struggle and a Victory 856

LII.-Lucy, and Mattie, and XXXV.-Reconciled . . . 859

Poppie . . . XXXVI.--Two Weddings .. 861

LIII.-Molken on the Scent . 799 Great Pyramid, The, and Egyptian

LIV.Grannie appeals to
Life of Four Thousand Years ago.

Widdles. .
By C. Piazzi Smith, F.R.S., Astro-

LV.-Guild Court again. . 804 nomer Royal tor Scotland 378, 444

LVI.--Wound up or run Guild Court. A London Story. By

down . . .
George Mac Donald -
Chap. I.-The Walk to the Count HIGHLANDERS of France, The. By
ing-House .

Rev. H. S. Fagan, M.A. . .
II. The Invalid Mother . 4
SII.-Expostulation.

INDIA, From. By Marg ret Ellis . 550
IV.-Guild Court.

Industrial Co-operation, On some New V.More about Guild Court

Forms of. By J. M. Ludlow. . 246 VI.-The Morning of Christ.

| mas Day . . . 81 JEWISH Domestic Economy. By the VII.- Poppie . . .145

Rev. H. T. Armfield, M.A. : 731 VIII.--Mr. Simon's Attempt. 148 Jews in Paris, The. By Wm. Gilbert 459 IX.-Business

. . 151 Journey in the Service of Science, A. X.-Mother and Daughter . 154 By the Rev. C. Pritchard, F.R.S. XI.-Mattie for Poppie . . 156 |

609, 694

CASALS of Northern India, The. By

C. C. Scott Moncriefi
Ca urities, The Story of Two. By

Wm. Gilbert . .
Cheerfulness, Of. By R. W. Dale, M.A, 163
Christian Aspect of a Multitude, The.

I boughts suggested by Doncaster
Baces. By C. J. Vaughan, D.D. - 399
Christian Duty in Matters of Religious

Difference, On. By the Duke of Cruier in the Moon, A. By J. Bir: Thunchani mi The

. .458 Creed ci Christendom, The

'
1-The Fatherhood of God.

By the Rev. Professor

Mansel . . . . 131 II.-The Sonship of Christ. By

the Rev. Alexander

Raleigh, D.D. . . 201
TIL-The Incarnation. By the

Very Rev. Wm. Alex-
ander, M.A., Dean of

Emly .
IV.-Our Lord's Death. By

Wm. Hanna, D.D. : 497
The Resurrection of Jesus.

By the Very Rev. the

Dean of Emly . . 532 VL The Second Coming. By

David Brown, D.D. . 599
VIL-The Person and Work of

the Holy Spirit. By W.
Lindsay - Alexander,

D.D. . . . . 776
III.-The Holy Catholic Church.

By C. J. Vaughan, D.D. 830 IX.The Communion of Saints.

By C. J. Vaughan, D.D. 833

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KINDLY Treatment of other Men's

Imperfections, On the. By R. W.

Dale, M.A. . .
King Arthur's Land, In. A week's *

Study of Cornish Life. By the

duthor of " John Halifax" .
Knight, Charles, Publisher. B

ander Strahan · · · · · 615
Last Austrian who left Venice, The.

By Anthony Trollope .
Life and Deain. By G. H. B. Macleod,

M.D. . . . .
Little Ones, The Care of the.' A

Lesson from Belgium. By the Rev.

H. T. Armfield, M.A. .
London Fog, The Story of a. By

Anna H. Drury: .
London Gamin, The. By Andrew

Wynter, M.D. . . . . 160
METEORIC Shower of November 14,

1866. The. By the Rev.

Pritchard, F.R.S. .
Miracle, History of a. By Principal **

Tulloch . . . .. :
Mistresses and Servants.

Rev. H. W. Holland
Mofussil, Out in the. B

Walker

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Perils and Uses o Rich Men, The. Starling, The-
By R. W. Dale, M.A..

. . 232 Chap. VII.-Jock Hall's Journey. 278
Personal Experience of Fire-damp, A.

VIII.-Jock Hall's Return . 283
By Andrew Murray

IX.-The Quack
Playgrounds for Poor Ch

X.-Corporal Dick , 342
Mrs. De Morgan.

727

XI.-Corporal Dick at the
Poor Old Women. By William Gilbert 270

Manse . . . . 315
Praying Machine, The. By William

XII.-Dr. Scott and his
Simpson . . . . . . 815

Servant

XIII.- Mr. Smellie's Diplo:
QUEEN'S English, More about the.

macy.
By the Dean of Canterbury · · 21

XIV.-The Sergeant's Sick:
RAISINS and Currants. By J. R. .

ness and his Sick

Nurse . .
Jackson

. 352
Released Prisoner, A. By Ė. M. F.

XV.-Mr. Porteous visits the

Sergeant
Skene

. .. 355

XVI.-The Upshot.
Roar of London, The. By w.w. Fenn 23

Summer Holidays. By R. w. Dale,
SAINT Margaret of Scotland. By M.A. .
Professor J. C. Shairp . . . 537

Swannery, A Visit to a. 'By' j. "*
Sewing Machine, The

. 417 McDowell . . . . . 189
Slave-Life, My. By the Rev. Sella
Martin

. .314, 393 TIN-MINING in Cornwall, and its Tra-
Smith, Alexander.' By Alexander ditions. By Robert Hunt, F.R.G.S. 126
Nicolson .

. . . 171
son fretting against the Restraints of “.

UNHEALTHY Humour. By John Hol-
his Home, The. By C. J. Vaughan,

lingsliead.
D.D. . .

. . .310 Unjust Steward, i he. ' By j. m. Lud
Standing on Tiptoe. By T. H. Jones 125 low .
Starling, The. By the Editor-

Unwholesome W
Chap. I.-Adam Mercer, Poacher

Dale, M.A. . . . . . 627
and Soldier. .. 32
II.-The Elder and his Visit to a Turkish Mosque, A. Ry

Starling . . . 35 Mrs. Walker, Author of " Through
III.-The Sergeant and his

Macedunia" . . . . .821
Starling in Trouble. 133
IV.-The Sergeant on his Walk in Asia Minor, A. By Altin
Trial ; or, Much ado

Bash .
about Nothing . . 139 World on Fire, The True Story of the
V.-The Sergeant alone

Atmosphere of a. By the Rev. C.
with his Starling 205 Pritchard, F.R.S. . . . . 249
VI.-Jock Hall, and his

Conspiraly .211 | Young Hero, A. By Dr. S. T. Hall. 59

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POETRY.

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“ A BIRD in the Hand is worth two in

the Bush." By M. B. Smedley 321
Astronomer, the old. By S. A. D.I.
Beside the Stile. By Isabella Fyvie. 4
Birthday Crown, The. By the Dean

of Emly
Cabin-Boy, The. By William Free **

land.
Calvary. By the Rev. Alan Brödrick
Cottager, The Dying. By Julia
Haughton . .

. . 124
Country Sermon, The.By' Joseph

Truman.
Emperor, and the Pope, The. By the

Rev. Professor Plumptre . . . 261
Faithful. By S. A. D. I. .
Family Music. By Isabella Fyvie ·812

PAGE
Highland Student, The. By Professor
J. C. Shairp . .

. . 663
Home-land, Á Hymn of the. By the

Rev. H. R. Haweis . . . . 184
Hymas. By the Dean of Canterbury
In Affectionate Remembrance of Earl

Brownlow. By Gerald Massey. . 373
In the Choir. By Isabella Fyvie . 5:37
In the Fields. By M. B. Smedley . 781
Into Mary's Bosom. By the Author
of “John Halifax". .

. 328
Laplander's Song, The. From the

Swedish. By W. Maccall.
Laying & Foundation Stone. B

Author of " John Halifax” . . 829
Lilies, The Lesson of the. By Henry

W. Parkinson . . . . . 205

PAGE
Love-Struck. By the late John

Strahan :
Making Poetry. By FannyR.Havergal 248
Milton's Italian Sonnets done into

English . . . . . . 277
Moming in Spring, A. By Elpis : 167
Omar and the Persian. By S. A. D. I. 105
On his Ninetieth Birthday. By the

Author of " John Halifax" : 159
Strayed from the Flock. By the

Author of " John Halifax" . . 730
Summer. By the Rev. Alfred Norris 517
Summer is Coming . . . . 403
Trotty. By Harriett E. Hunter .. 702
Three Hymns. By F. T Palgrave . 837
Waiting in the Dusk. By Isabella
Fyvie . .

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ILLUSTRATIONS.

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(G. J. Pinwell 6, 79, 146,
GUILD Court. Twelve Tlustrations : 219, 293, 366, 483, 505,

Grace's Fortune. Three Illustrations JJ. W. Lauson 421, 482,
577, 654, 751, 794 Beside the Stile .

W. Small

465
The Old Astronomer. .

. . T. Dalziel . . 58 View of Broussa . . . . . . . . . .028
The Starling. Five Illustrations . W. Small 135, 138, 216, Turkish Seller of Ices . . . . . . .

278, 360 In the Choir .
In King Arthur's Land. Five Ilustra- | From Photographs 62, | Nave of the Abbey Church, Dunfern line from a Photograph 541
tions . . . . . .

65, 66, 67, 71 | Hindu Dancing Girls.
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: . . .
View in Iceland

. . . 553
. . . . .

88 The Car of the Temple at Seringham. . . . . 554
Omar and the Persian . . . . . A. B. Hourhton . 105 Po trait of Charles Knight . . . From a Photograph 615
Portrait of Alexander Smith. . . From a Photograph 171 | The Highland Student

. W Small . . t 63
The Swannery and Decoy at Abbots-

The Laplander and his Rein . . J. B. Zwecker . .680
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Total Eclipse of the Sun

. . From a Photograph 697
Portrait of Encke.
From a Photograph 200 Tristan d'Acunha .

. . . . 723
Making Poetry.
A. B. Houghton . 248 Waiting in the Dusk ..

F. Walher . .776
"A Bird in the hand is worth iwo inė

From a Photograph 808
G. J. Pinwell.

The Solani Aqueduct
the Bush ”

. 32
. . .

View from the Hôtel Loschi . . . . . . . 821
Views at the Great Pyramid . . {From Photographs 384, Bach of Eski Kaplidja

448, 449 Mosque of Murad I. . .
The Cabin Boy . . . . . 'G. J. Pinwell. 392 | The Praying Machine. Five Illustrations William Simpson 865,

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GUILD COURT.

a London Story. BY GEORGE MAC DONALD, Author of “David Elginbrod,” « Alec Forbes,” &c.

HOUSE.

CHAPTER 1.—THE WALK TO THE COUNTING

| sweet, and profoundly high. But although Thomas

enjoyed the wind on his right cheek as he passed Is the month of November, not many years ago, the streets that opened into High Street, and al. 11 a young man was walking from Highbury to the though certain half sensations, balf sentiments

City. It was one of those grand mornings that awoke in him at its touch, his look was oftenest dawn only twice or thrice in the course of the year, down at his light trousers or his enamelled boots,

and are so independent of times and seasons that and never rose higher than the shop-windows. | November even comes in for its share. And it seemed As he turned into the churchyard to go eastward,

as if young Thomas Worboise had at his toilette felt he was joined by an acquaintance a few years older the influences of the weather, for he was dressed a than himself, whose path lay in the same direction. trifle more gaily than was altogether suitable for the “Jolly morning, aint it, Tom?” said he. old age of the year. Neither however did he appear “Ye-es," answered Thomas, with something of a in harmony with the tone of the morning, which fashionable drawl, and in the doubtful tone of one was something as much beyond the significance of who will be careful how he either praises or conhis costume, as the great arches of a cathedral up- demns anything. “Ye-es. It almost makes one heaving a weight of prayer from its shadowed heart | feel young again.” towards the shadowless heavens are beyond the “Ha, ha, ha! How long is it since you enjoyed petty gorgeousness of the needlework that adorns the pleasing sensation last?” the vain garments of its priesthood. It was a lofty 1 “None of your chaff, now, Charles.” blue sky, with multitudes of great clouds half-way “Well, upon my word, if you don't like chaff, between it and the earth, amongst which as well as you put yourself at the wrong end of the winalong the streets a glad west wind was revelling. power.” There was nothing much for it to do in the woods “I never read the Georgics." ww, and it took to making merry in the clouds “Yes, I know I was born in the country-a clod. aoi the streets. And so the whole heaven was full hopper, no doubt, but I can afford to stand your o church-windows. Every now and then a great chaff, for I feel as young as the day I was born. If bore in the cloudy mass would shoot a sloped you were a fast fellow, now, I shouldn't wonder ; cylinder of sunrays earthwards, like an eye that but for one like you that teaches in the Sunday 887 in virtue of the light it shed itself upon the School and all that, I am ashamed of you, talking object of its regard. Gray billows of vapour with like that. Confess now, you don't believe a word Fanny heads tossed about in the air, an ocean for of what you cram the goslings with.” angelic sport, only that the angels could not like “Charles, you may make game of me as you like, sport in which there was positively no danger. but I won't let you say a word agaiust religion in Where the sky shone through it looked awfully my presence. You may despise me if you like, and think it very spoony of me to teach in the Sunday about your trowsers I was talking. It was about School, but-well, you know well enough what I my own." mean.'

“I see nothing particular about yours." “I can guess at it, old fellow. Come, come, “That's because I'm neither glad nor sorry." don't think to humbug me. You know as well as “What do you mean?” I do that you don't believe a word of it. I don't! “Now you come to the point. · That's just what mean you want to cheat me or anyone else. I | I wanted to come to myself, only you wouldn't let believe you're above that. But you do cheat your me. You kept shying like a half-broke filly." self. What's the good of it all when you don't feel “Come now, Charles, you know nothing about half as merry as I do on a bright morning like this ? horses, I am very sure.” I never trouble my head about that rubbish. Here Charles Wither smiled, and took no other notice am I as happy as I care to be—for to-day at least, of the asseveration. and sufficient unto the day, you know."

| “What I mean is this," he said, “that when I Thomas might have replied, had he been capable am in a serious, dull-gray, foggy mood, you knowof so replying, that although the evil is sufficient not like this sky__" for the day, the good may not be. But he said But when he looked up, the sky was indeed one something very different, although with a solemnity | mass of leaden gray. The glory of the unconfit for an archbishop.

ditioned had yielded to the bonds of November, and "There's a day coming, Charles, when the evil -Ichabod. will be more than sufficient. I want to save my "Well,” Charles resumed, looking down again, soul. You have a soul to save too."

“I mean just like this same sky over St. Luke's "Possibly," answered Charles, with more care Workhouse here. Lord ! I wonder if St. Luke ever lessness than he felt; for he could not help being knew what kind of thing he'd give his medical struck with the sententiousness of Thomas's reply, name to! When I feel like that, I never dream of if not with the meaning contained in it. As he was putting on lavender trowsers, you know, Tom, my not devoid of reverence, however, and had been boy. So I can't understand you, you know. I spurred on to say what he had said more from the only put on such-like-I never had such a stunning sense of an undefined incongruity between Thomas's pair as those - when I go to Richmond, or- " habits, talk included, and the impression his general “Of a Sunday, I believe,” said Worboise, nettled. individuality made upon him, than from any wish “Of a Sunday. Just so. The better day, the to cry down the creed in which he took no practical | better deed, you know, as people say; though, I interest, he went no further in the direction in dare say, you don't think it." which the conversation was leading. He doubled. “When the deed is good, the day makes it

"If your soul be safe, Tom, why should you be better. When the deed is bad, the day makes it so gloomy ?"

worse," said Tom, with a mixture of reproof and "Are there no souls to save but mine? There's | “high sentence,” which was just pure nonsense. yours now."

How much of Thomas's depression was real, and “Is that why you put on your shiny trot-boxes, | how much was put on-I do not meau outwardly and your lavender trowsers, old fellow? Come, put on without being inwardly assumed-in order don't be stuck up. I can't stand it.”

that he might flatter himself with being in close “As you please, Charles : I love you too much to sympathy and harmony with Lord Byron, a volume mind your making game of me.”

of whose poems was at the time affecting the “Come now," said Charles Wither, “speak right symmetry of his handsome blue frock-coat, by out as I am doing to you. You seem to know pulling down one tail more than the other, and something I don't. If you would only speak right bumping against bis leg every step he took-I out, who knows if you mightn't convert me, and cannot exactly tell. At all events, the young man save my soul too that you make such a fuss about. was-like most inen, young and old-under conFor my part, I haven't found out that I have a soul flicting influences ; and these influences he had not yet. What am I to do with it before I know I've yet begun to harmonize in any definite result. got it? But that's not the point. It's the trowsers. By the time they reached Bunbill Fields, they When I feel miserable about myself— "

were in a gray fog; and before they got to the “ Nonsense, Charles ! you never do."

counting-house, it had grown very thick. Through “But I do, though. I want something I haven't its reddish mass the gas-lights shone with the cold got often enough. And, for the life of me, I don't brilliance of pale gold. know what it is. Sometimes I think it's a wife. The scene of their daily labour was not one of Sometimes I think it's freedom to do whatever I those grand rooms with plate-glass windows, which please. Sometimes I think it's a bottle of claret and now seem to be considered, if not absolutely necesa jolly good laugh. But to return to the trowsers." sary to commercial respectability, yet a not alto

“Now leave my trowsers alone. It's quite dis-gether despicable means of arriving at such. It was gusting to treat serious things after such a fashion,” | a rather long, rather narrow, rather low, but this

“I didn't know trowsers were serious things - morning not so dark room as usual—for the whole except to old grandfather Adam. But it's not force of gas-burners was in active operation. In

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