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nor less than consummate selfish- neighbourhood to let one we love ness." and revere as we do him, go away in his old age, one may say, to seek his fortune. He belongs to us, and we to him. We have been linked together for years, and I can't bear the thought of our separating."

"Don't tell him so, Tony, or maybe you'd fare worse in the argument. He has a wise deep head, the Doctor."

"I wish he had a little heart with it," said Tony, sulkily, and turned again into the garden.

Twice did Jeanie summon him to tea, but he paid no attention to the call; so engrossed, indeed, was he by his thoughts, that he even forgot to smoke, and not impossibly the want of his accustomed weed added to his other embarrass

ments.

"Miss Dolly's for ganging hame, Master Tony," said the maid at last, "and the mistress wants you to go wi' her."

As Tony entered the hall, Dolly was preparing for the road. Coquetry was certainly the least of her accomplishments, and yet there was something that almost verged on it in the hood she wore, instead of a bonnet, lined with some plushy material of a rich cherry colour, and forming a frame around her face that set off all her features to the greatest advantage. Never did her eyes look bluer or deeper-never did the gentle beauty of her face light up with more of brilliancy. Tony never knew with what rapture he was gazing on her till he saw that she was blushing under his fixed stare.

The leave-taking between Mrs Butler and Dolly was more than usually affectionate; and even after they had separated, the old lady called her back and kissed her again.

"I don't know how mother will bear up after you leave her," muttered Tony, as he walked along at Dolly's side; "she is fonder of you than ever.

Dolly murmured something, but inaudibly.

"For my own part," continued Tony, "I can't believe this step necessary at all. It would be an ineffable disgrace to the whole

This was a very long speech for Tony, and he felt almost fatigued when it was finished; but Dolly was silent, and there was no means by which he could guess the effect it had produced upon her.

"As to my mother," continued he, "she'd not care to live here any longer-I know it. I don't speak of myself, because it's the habit to think I don't care for any one or anything-that's the estimate people form of me, and I must bear it as I can."

"It's less than just, Tony," said Dolly, gravely.

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'Oh, if I am to ask for justice, Dolly, I shall get the worst of it," said he, laughing, but not merrily.

For a while they walked on without a word on either side.

"What a calm night!" said Dolly, "and how large the stars look! They tell me that in southern latitudes they seem immense."

"You are not sorry to leave this, Dolly?" murmured he, gloomily; are you?"

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A very faint sigh was all her an

swer.

"I'm sure no one could blame you," he continued. "There is not much to attach any one to the place, except, perhaps, a halfsavage like myself, who finds its ruggedness congenial."

"But you will scarcely remain here now, Tony; you'll be more likely to settle at Butler Hall, won't you?"

"Wherever I settle it shan't be here, after you have left it," said he, with energy.

Sir Arthur Lyle and his family are all coming back in a few days, I hear."

"So they may; it matters little to me, Dolly. Shall I tell you a secret? Take my arm, Dolly—the

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path is rough here-you may as well lean on me. We are not likely to have many more walks together. Oh dear! if you were as sorry as I am, Dolly, what a sad stroll this would be!"

"What's your secret, Tony?" asked she, in a faint voice.

"Ah! my secret, my secret," said he, ponderingly, "I don't know why I called it a secret-but here is what I meant. Dolly, how I used to live up there You remember, at the Abbey formerly. It was just like my home. I ordered all the people about just as if they had been my own servants-and, indeed, they minded my orders more than their master's. The habit grew so strong upon me, of being obeyed and followed, that I suppose I must have forgot my own real condition. I take it I must have lost sight of who and what I actually was, till one of the sons-a young fellow in the service in India-came back and contrived to let me make the discovery, that, though I never knew it, I was really living the life of a dependant. I'll not tell you how this stung me, but it did sting me -all the more that I believed, I fancied, myself-don't laugh at me -but I really imagined I was in love with one of the girls-Alice. She was Alice Trafford then."

"I had heard of that," said Dolly, in a faint voice.

"Well, she too undeceived menot exactly as unfeelingly nor as offensively as her brother, but just as explicitly-you know what I

mean?"

"No, tell me more clearly," said she, eagerly.

"I don't know how to tell you. It's a long story-that is to say, I was a long while under a delusion, and she was a long while indulging it. Fine ladies, I'm told, do this sort of thing when they take a caprice into their heads to civilise young barbarians of my stamp.' "That's not the generous way to look at it, Tony."

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"I don't want to be generous—

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by being just. the adage says one ought to begin whom I mean, Skeff Damer-saw it clearly enough-he warned me Skeffy-you know about it. And what a clever fellow he actually knew all the time that he is! would you believe it, Dolly? thought I was. I was not really in love, when I He knew that it was a something made up of heart, was never in it." vanity, and that my heart, my real romance and ambition and boyish

in dissent or in sorrow it was not Dolly shook her head, but whether easy to say.

Tony, as he drew her arm closer to "Shall I tell you more?" cried him, and took her hand in his; Skeff read me as I could not read "shall I tell you more, Dolly myself. He said to me, 'Tony, this is no case of love, it is the flattered vanity of a very young fellow to be distinguished not alone by the prettiest, but the most petted woreceiving all the homage paid to her man of society. You,' said he, 'are all this, Dolly, he not merely saw at second-hand.' But more than that I was not in love with Alice Trafford, but he saw with whom and many a year." my heart was bound up, for many

"Her sister, her sister Bella," whispered Dolly.

"No, but with yourself, my own own Dolly," cried he, and turning, clasped her in his arms, and kissed and before she could prevent it, he her passionately.

"Oh, Tony!" said she, sobbing,
confided in, to treat me thus."
you that I trusted, you that I

Dolly, with this long pent-up love,
"It is that my heart is bursting,
for I now know I have loved you
all my life long.
with me, my darling Dolly; I'd
rather die at your feet than hear
Don't be angry
if you can care for me; oh, tell me,
an angry word from you.
Tell me
and love, that you will not refuse
if I strive to be all you could like
to be my own."

She tried to disengage herself

from his arm; she trembled, heaved a deep sigh, and fell with her head on his shoulder.

"And you are my own," said he, again kissing her; "and now the wide world has not so happy a heart as mine."

Of those characters of my story who met happiness, it is as well to say no more. A more cunning craftsman than myself has told us, that the less we track human life, the more cheerily we shall speak of it. Let us presume, and it is no unfair presumption, that, as Tony's life was surrounded with a liberal share of those gifts which make existence pleasurable, he was neither ungrateful nor unmindful of them. Of Dolly I hope there need be no doubt. "The guid dochter is the best warrant for the guid wife:" so said her father, and he said truly.

In the diary of a Spanish guerilla chief, there is mention of a "nobile Inglese," who met him at Malta, to confer over the possibility of a landing in Calabria, and the chances of a successful rising there. The Spaniard speaks of this man as a person of rank, education, and talents, high in the confidence of the Court, and evidently warmly interested in the cause. He was taken prisoner by the Piedmontese troops on the third day after they landed, and, though repeatedly offered life under conditions' it would have been no dishonour to

accept, was tried by court-martial, and shot.

There is reason to believe that the "nobile Inglese" was Maitland. From the window where I write, I can see the promenade on the Pincian Hill, and if my eyes do not deceive me I can perceive that at times the groups are broken, and the loungers fall back, to permit some one to pass. I have called the waiter to explain the curious circumstance, and asked if it be royalty that is so deferentially acknowledged. He smiles, and says "No. It is the major domo of the palace exacts the respect you see. He can do what he likes at Rome. Antonelli himself is not greater than the Count M'Caskey.'

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As some unlettered guide leads the traveller to the verge of a cliff, from which the glorious landscape beneath is visible, and winding river and embowered homestead, and swelling plain and faroff mountain, are all spread out beneath for the eye to revel over, so do I place you, my valued reader, on that spot from which the future can be seen, and modestly retire that you may gaze in peace, weaving your own fancies at will, and investing the scene before you with such images and such interests as best befit it.

My part is done if I have suggested something for yours, it will not be all in vain that I have written Tony Butler.'

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A VISIT TO THE CITIES AND CAMPS OF THE CONFEDERATE

STATES, 1863-64.

PART II. CHAPTER VII.

THE Northerners are not very fond of being called Yankees, but they are never called anything else in the South now.

About the commencement of the war, before the behaviour of the Federal armies had entirely put a stop to all intercourse between them and the inhabitants of such portions of the South as they were invading, a Northern regiment marched into some little town in Tennessee. The colonel of the regiment had out his band to perform for the edification of the townspeople, and requested the lady of the house where he was quartered to choose what she would desire them to play. The lady, wishing to gratify her guest, and at the same time careful not to offend, requested that the band might play the "Federal doodle."

I have attempted in my narrative to imitate the delicacy of this Tennessee lady, and have substituted "Federal and "Northern" as often as I could for the obnoxious term, but I find it impossible to avoid it entirely.

The day after we crossed the Potomac we reached Martinsburg, where I had the pleasure of again meeting Colonel Faulkner, who entertained and lodged a large party at his house amongst others Major Norris, who had come up in hot haste from Richmond, expecting to march triumphantly with Lee's victorious army into his native city of Baltimore. There had been most extravagant rumours of extraordinary success at Richmond, and the disappointment there at the retreat was proportionate. It is astonishing what people can bring themselves to believe if they try.

According to rumours at Richmond, the whole Federal army had been captured; whilst in the North,

the Yankees were persuading themselves that Lee's army had been utterly annihilated!

A few miles south of Martinsburg we made a halt again of several days, and as I had by this time been able to procure a horse of my own, I could move more freely, and visit all the surrounding camps. The waggon-train, which had grown to be excessive during the campaign, was being cut down very strictly, and large numbers of horses and waggons sent to the rear, at which of course many people grumbled. Provisions were plentiful, and the men were in excellent spirits, and much given to exhibit them by chaffing any parties who might ride through their camps. "Look at that man with the Parrot gun on his back," they would cry out to one who carried a spy-glass strapped over his shoulders. "And what a fine see-gar that other one's smoking!" "And there's the chap what carries the whisky!" as another rode past with the neck of a bottle suspiciously protruding out of one of his saddle-bags. And then the whole "crowd" would burst out into a regular Southern yell.

I was surprised to see how well the men were shod. The weather was fine now, but it had been horribly bad. The mud on the roads had been ankle-deep, and several rivers and streams had been waded and forded. Many a European army would have been half without shoes, but here there were very few barefooted men, and during our halt these few were supplied by stores sent up from the rear. Almost all their boots and shoes are imported from England through the blockade.

We had a charming camp under

a grove of trees, with a stream close by where we could bathe, and were rather sorry when it was broken up and we continued our retreat.

I need hardly say that the camps here are not constructed according to the rules in the books, in long straight parallel lines, with a place for every one, and every one in his place.

On the contrary, the tents are pitched according to the formation of the ground, wherever their owners choose, keeping, of course, within a certain distance of each other; and, grouped together as they are in shady places, they are not only much more picturesque, but also much more pleasant and comfortable, than if rules were strictly adhered to.

On leaving our pleasant camp we marched rapidly for five days consecutively to Culpepper Courthouse, marching from eighteen to twenty miles a-day.

The Confederates make very long marches, and show small signs of fatigue. Iam told that the average distance of a day's march during this war has been about eighteen miles, though sometimes they have marched thirty and more for days together. Stonewall Jackson was especially rapid in his movements, and his men had often nothing to eat on their march but ears of Indian-corn which they gathered and parched. The second day we crossed over the two forks of the Shenandoah at Front Royal. The river was swollen by the late rains, and mounted men had to be employed during the crossing to prevent those who were weak, or who were attacked with giddiness, from being swept from the ford into deep water.

The army got across safely, but a pontoon-bridge had to be made for the artillery and waggon-train, which caused some delay. The pass in the mountains through which we had to march is called Chester Gap.

The Yankees were on the other

side of the gap, trying to hold it against us, and when we got to the top of the mountain, about five miles from Front Royal, a smart skirmish was going on. The enemy was driven away; but as we were in advance of the main body of the army, we retraced our steps some half-mile down the mountain again to a house where a Mr Gardner received us very hospitably. As "we" on this occasion consisted of General Longstreet, with all his staff and couriers, the house was rather too small to shelter us, and most of our number camped at night on the piazza and in the garden; but we all got plenty to eat, and so did our horses, which was very agreeable, as we had fasted since breakfast.

Next morning, when we reached the top of the mountain again, we found the Yankees had returned, and were going to dispute our passage a mile or two further on than where the skirmish took place yesterday.

They had only a brigade of cavalry, however, and a couple of guns. Longstreet sent a brigade of infantry to drive them off, and the sight which followed was very interesting. We had a magnificient view, and could distinguish every figure in the fight which took place far below

us.

The Confederate brigade-I think it was Wolford's-threw out skirmishers first, but presently, as the Yankees, who had dismounted, fell back towards their horses, the whole body advanced in line of battle over a broad open space. The Yankees got to their horses, mounted, and I fully expected would charge and ride down the Confederate brigade: they had a splendid opportunity for doing so, as the open ground sloped towards them, and they could have got close to their opponents, who were in line, before they could have been fired upon. The open ground was skirted, too, by a wood through which a flanking squadron might have been sent without being per

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