while their two chosen life-companions never got quite up in their rôle of husband, as they stumbled at the threshold, and continued lovers all their lives, the elder couple being no wiser in this respect, than the poor young fools. As for Gilbert, he never looked at his wife for years and years, after, but he seemed to be saying, in that ocular language in which lovers are so proficient

"Oh! that voice of music, and the tender

Light of fond thought upon her peerless face!
Oh! wondrous curls, burnish'd with deeper splendour!
Oh! motions harmonis'd with subtlest grace!"

But then he was a poet, so there is every allowance to be made for his deficiency in common sense. Yet despite his being a poet-he continued to serve, and to do credit to the REAL; and so fully deserved his Saxon name of GILBERT, which means bright as gold. And if Master Hartsfoot's happiness came to him only towards the evening of life, we have the consolation of Martial's assertion

Ampliat ætatis spatium sibi vir bonus: hoc est
Vivere bis, vitâ posse priore frui.”

One more circumstance we may as well note, which was, that every year of their lives, whether they were with Master and Mistress Hartsfoot in the house on the Mall, or at The Chestnuts, or that Master and Mistress Hartsfoot were with them at Clumber Chase-for it was always either the

one or the other-regularly on the fourteenth of February, there was a great feast, when the King's health was the first toast, invariably followed by that of

66 MY AUNT PHILLIDA'S RED WORSTED BED AND ALL THE HANGINGS !"

And it is very certain that both Dorothy and Gilbert, in their henceforward happy journey through life, took a leaf out of Killigrew's book, and where their less fortunate fellow-creatures were to be served, never forgot that, even without a friend at Court

WHERE THERE'S A WILL THERE'S A WAY;

AND FAIR PLAY IS ALWAYS BEST AGAINST FOUL.

THE END.

L'ENVOYE.

HOSE (if any) who take sufficient interest in Sir Allen Broderick to wish to know the end of his self-worshipping career, are referred to a somewhat rare pamphlet, containing his funeral sermon, preached by the Rev. Nathaniel Resbury, wherein it is stated, that he (Sir Allen) “departed this life on the 28th day of November, 1680," widely acknowledging all his sins and wickednesses, and sincerely repenting of them. "And if," adds the preacher, "I may use his own words, it was a pagan and abandoned way he had for some time pursued, scepticism itself not excepted. He had for many years practised in the politics of this nation, and having so nearly attached himself to one of the greatest ministers of state that this kingdom ever knew (whose mistaken wisdom and integrity, perhaps, hath been better understood by the want of them), made himself no small figure in the administration." So far the Reverend Nathaniel

* Lord Chancellor Clarendon.

Resbury; and as à tout péché miséricorde, let us charitably hope that in leaving this world Sir Allen Broderick also left its chief sources of all evil, ambition and its inseparable shadowsmeanness, falsehood, and hypocrisy-here, where they can alone exist, and so went shriven by repentance to a purer sphere. But, "good Lord!" as Mr. Pepys would have said, after a life spent in actively sowing evil and misery broadcast, a death-bed repentance is but a poor, wordy, shaky thing.

T. C. NEWBY, 30, Welbeck Street, Cavendish Square, London.

FORSAKING ALL OTHERS,

BY EMMA PICKERING.

"The story of Forsaking All Others' is one of no ordinary beauty, and the hardest heart must pity her troubles."-John Bull. The authoress has succeeded in weaving an interesting, sensible, and pathetic story."-Morning Advertiser.

66 Presents several striking features, and teaches a useful lesson." -Liverpool Albion.

"An admirable picture of country life."-Sussex Advertiser.

Every man, woman, and child in the novel are distinct photographs of nature."-Scarborough Mercury.

"The plot is well carried out, and is calculated to please such readers as are disposed to appreciate a pleasant tale. The style is simple and unaffected."-Bell's Messenger.

"Had the portraits of Alice and Frances been produced on canvas by Salvator Rosa, they would not have been more correctly defined to the mind's eye than by the graphic pen of Miss Emma Pickering.". Surrey Gazette.

"In what may be called the rough execution of the idea the writer has been eminently successful."-Morning Post.

OLD

In 2 Vols.

TIMES

REVIVED.

BY FRANK TROLLOPE.

"Brimful of interest."-Evening Post,

Books descriptive of the times of chivalry ever have been read with avidity. In these days of sensational trash and immoral tendencies, which please for the hour but will bear no after reflection, it is quite refreshing to meet with an author who can revive old times, and that too, pleasantly. Those who can remember when Sir Walter Scot wrote The Talisman' and 'Ivanhoe,' will also remember the anxiety that was universally manifested to read, and when read to talk about them in every society for months, nay, we may say for years. If Mr. Trollope's new novel, Old Times Revived,' be not as anxiously enquired for as were 'The Talisman' and Ivanhoe,' it will not be from lack of equal interest, but because there are now such an enormous number of novels daily issued; for we feel assured that 'Old Times Revived' will stand out in bold relief, and be read and talked about and remembered when the great bulk of others published will be buried 'in the tomb of all the Capulets." "-Scarborough Mercury.

"A pleasant well-told tale."-Liverpool Albion.