the desolate grandeur of those wild cliffs, against which the sea surged and plashed till the very rocks were smooth worn, that graceful little craft, with her tall and taper spars,

n the turf-in the hunting-field-on the floor of the House he had what was called "held his own." He was, in fact, one of those accomplished, well-mannered, well-looking people, who, so long as not pushed by any inordinate ambition into a position of undue importance, invariably get full credit for all the abilities they possess, and, what is better still, attract no ill will for the possessing them. As well as having done everything, he had been everywhere: up the Mediterranean, up the Baltic, into the Black Sea, up the St. Lawrence-everywhere but to Ireland-and now, in a dull autumn, when to

g a nobody that every one knew. Grenfell's Italian warehouse, Grenfell's potted meats, his pickled salmon, his caviare, his shrimps, his olives, and his patent maccaroni, being European in celebrity, and, though the means by which his father made an enormous fortune, were miseries which poisoned life, rising spectre-like before him on every dinner-table, and staring at him in great capitals in every supplement of the Times. He would have changed his name, but he knew well that it would have availed him nothing. The disguise would only have invited discovery, and the very menti

ed a descent from the Hohenzollerns, and had pride enough for a Hapsburg. If Vyner and Grenfell were not very much alike in tastes, temperament, and condition, Grenfell and the German governess

her with him when and wherever he could; and, indeed, the pleasure of having her for a companion now made this little home tour one of the

and he pointed with his finger to a little bay on the outspread chart that covered the cabin table. "This is about it! It may

miserably poor. There is the ruin of an Abbey, and a holy well of great reputed antiquity, and a strange relic of ancient superstition called the Judgment-stone, on which he who lays his hand while deno

iled, has never contributed one single hint as to where we could find anything to eat, or ev

pass two days here; we have sprung o

ple but could beat it; and as a place to live in, to eat, sleep, wash, a

a tall, fair-haired lady, with very light eyes, thick lips, and an imme

oor burst open, and with the spring of a young fawn

" cried she; "and it would be so nice to wait a litt

man say?" asked Vyner, smiling

eply than by the production of a gre

. "Is it permissible to ask a nearer view

t trace of raillery in the request. "It was made

probably, for

whose arms it bear, Gottfried von Heinzleman, Burgomeister of Wurtzbu

row, and a walk in the moonlight too;" and after a hearty embrace from the little girl, and a respectful curtsey from the gov

ell, trying to seem careless and easy; "even that go

"that in any little passage of arms between you, yo

but she is an aggressive old damsel, and never looks so s

governess, and Ada

the worse

cried Vyner, with an energ

of morality, such a choice in a companion for his daughter is inexplicable. The woman is ugly, her voice discordant and jarring, her carriage and bea

piest mood to-night, Geo

d it was tolerably good. By the way, when and how are we

us. Ireland and Iceland have only a consonant between t

l, manned by four stout fellows, skimmed across the smooth bay, and landed

uman habitation, not an animal, marked its side; a few sea-birds skimmed fearlessly across the water, or stood perched on peaks of rock clos

solitude," said Grenfell; "I detest these pl

uying a patch of land here to build a cottage; a cabin of three or

What on earth should turn any ma

ow beach below it; those wild fantastic rocks, with their drooping seaweed; those solemn caves, wherein the rumbling sea rushes to issue forth a

d irregular valley that lay beneath, the shades of evening deepening into very blackness the

till it died away just as it had begun. It was indescribably touching, and conveyed a sense of deep sorrow, almost of despair. It might have been the last cry of a sinki

e charming spot you would select for a villa," said Gre

a hand on his arm; "and see! yonder-

ants here, I'm not astonis

ut what it can

ave left my revolver behind, and

it. Every traveller in Ireland, even in the remotest tracts,

ably in love with the Sioux Indians. The testimony that

udice you have agains

against all mock cordiality, mock frankne

you can't impug

and more gifted than all the rest of the world. I say, Vyner, I have had quite enough of this sort of walking;

. I'll send the boat in again, and tell them to hoist a lantern, which, if t

ng; don't

ct to is, the certainty of a cold, and the casualty of a sprained ankle. A pleasant jour

, for a moment, but, as the other never heeded,

nwards, showing that the glen or valley was far deeper than he at first supposed it. As he went on, the moon, a faint crescent, came out, and showed him the gable of an old ruin rising above some stunted trees, thro

was startled by the sharp crackling of the tall reeds which grew close to the path and which he occasionally broke as he pressed forward. His path stopped abruptly at a stone stile, over which he clambered, and found himself in a little enclosure planted with potatoes, beyond which was a dense copse of thorns and hazel, so tangled that the path became very tortuous and winding. On issuing from this, he found himself in front of a strong glare of light, which issued from a circular window of the gable several feet above his head; at the same time that he heard a sort of low monotonous moaning sound, broken at intervals by a swell of chorus, which he at length detected was the response of people engaged in prayer. Creeping stealthily around through dockweeds and nettles, he at last found a narrow loopholed window to which his hands could just reach, and to which, after a brief effort, he succeed in lifting himself. The scene on which he now looked nev

he alone knew was that blended one of sycophancy and dissipation that a degraded and demoralised class wear. He had never before seen that fierce vigour and concentrated earnestness which mark the native face. Still less had he any idea what its expression could become when heightened by religious fervour. There were fine features, noble foreheads wide and spacious, calm brows, and deepl

oke and laughter were heard; when suddenly, and as though to recal them to the solemn rites of the hour, a voice, always a woman's, would burst in with a cry, at first faint, but gradually rising till it became a wild yell, at one particular cadence of which-just as one has seen a spaniel howl at a certa

r many a long year after could remember, every face that was there. More than once was he disposed to venture in amongst them, and ask, as a stranger, the pr

ce formed part of a ship. Passing round the angle of this humble home, he saw a faint streak of light issue from an open casement, over which a wild honeysuckle had grown, attaching itself to the iron bars that guarded the window, and almost succeeding in shutting out the day. Curious for a glance within this strange dwelling-place, Vyner stole near and peeped in. A tiny oil-lamp on a table was the only light, but it

tered Vyner, as he quietly stol

had come in search of him, and in their compa