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THE MONTH-continued.

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covery of Treasure-Results of
Foreign Competition in Lead-
mining-Power of the Sea in
Cutting through Rock - Mag-
nesium as an Illuminant-Remedy
for Sea-sickness - Imitations of
French Brandy-Factory Chim-
ney made of Paper-Transcaspian
Railway-New System of Export-
ing Petroleumn-Silver-printing by
Machinery Weather-predicting
-Transport of Flat-fish to Ame-
rica-Colonial and Indian Ex-
hibition The Army Worm-
Compulsory Insurance Adul-
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Mr L'Estrange: a Tale of an
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CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL

OF

POPULAR

LITERATURE, SCIENCE, AND ART

Fifth Series

ESTABLISHED BY WILLIAM AND ROBERT CHAMBERS, 1832
CONDUCTED BY R. CHAMBERS (SECUNDUS)

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THE day was warm, and there was no shade; years. He had seen the Marina and the line of out of the olive woods which they had left hotels on the beach created, and he had watched behind, and where all was soft coolness and the travellers arriving to take possession of them freshness, they had emerged into a piece of road-the sick people, and the people who were not widened and perfected by recent improvements sick. He had denounced the invasion unceastill it was as shelterless as a broad street. High ingly, and with vehemence; he had never conwalls on one side clothed with the green clinging sented to it. The Italians about might be comtrails of the mesembryanthemum, with palm-trees placent, thinking of the enrichment of the towering above, but throwing no shadow below; neighbourhood, and of what was good for trade, on the other a low house or two, and more garden as these prosaic people do; but the English walls, leading in a broad curve to the little old colonist on the Punto could not put up with walled town, its campanile rising up over the it. And to be met here, on his return from clustered roofs, in which was their home. They his walk, by an unblushing band about whom had fifteen minutes or more of dazzling sunshine there could be no mistake, was very hard to before them ere they could reach any point of bear. He had to walk along exposed to the fire shelter. of all their unabashed and curious glances, to walk slowly, to miss none, from that of the stout mother to that of the slim governess. In the rear of the party came the papa, a portly Saxon, of the class which, if comparisons could be thought of in so broad and general a sentiment, Mr Waring disliked worst of all—a big man, a rosy man, a fat man, in large easy morning clothes, with a big white umbrella over his head. This last member of the family came at some distance behind the rest. He did not like the sun, though he had been persuaded to leave England in search of it. He was very warm, moist, and in a state of general relaxation, his tidy necktie coming loose, his gloves only half on, his waistcoat partially unbuttoned. It was March, when no doubt a good genuine east wind was blowing at home. At that moment, this traveller almost regretted the east wind.

Ten minutes, or even five, would have been enough for Frances. She could have run along, had she been alone, as like a bird as any human creature could be, being so light and swift and young. But it was very different with her father. He walked but slowly at the best of times; and in the face of the sun at noon, what was to be expected of him? It was part of the strange contrariety of fate, which was against him in whatever he attempted, small or great, that it should be just here, in this broad, open, unavoidable path, that he encountered one of those parties which always made him wroth, and which usually he managed to keep clear of with such dexterity -an English family from one of the hotels.

Tourists from the hotels are always objectionable to residents in a place. Even when the residents are themselves strangers, perhaps, indeed, all the more from that fact, the chance visitors who come to stare and gape at those scenes which the others have appropriated and taken possession of, are insufferable. Mr Waring had lived in the old town of Bordighera for a great number of

The Warings were going up-hill towards their abode; the slope was gentle enough, yet it added to the slowness of Mr Waring's pace. All the English party had stared at him, as is the habit of English parties; and indeed he and his daughter

less, called after him. He ended, affronted, by another discharge of musketry, which hit the fugitive in the rear. 'I suppose,' the indiscreet inquirer demanded breathlessly, that's the little

were not unworthy of a stare. But all these
gazes came with a cumulation of curiosity to
widen the stare of the last comer, who had besides
twenty or thirty yards of vacancy in which the
indignant resident was fully exposed to his view. | girl?'
Little Frances, who was English enough to stare
too, though in a gentlewomanly way, saw a change
gradually come, as he gazed, on the face of the
stranger. His eyebrows rose up bushy and arched
with surprise; his eyelids puckered with the
intentness of his stare; his lips dropped apart.
Then he came suddenly to a stand-still, and
gasped forth the word 'WARING!' in tones of
surprise to which capital letters can give but
faint expression.

Mr Waring, struck by this exclamation as by a bullet, paused too, as with something of that inclination to turn round which is said to be produced by a sudden hit. He put up his hand momentarily, as if to pull down his broadbrimmed hat over his brows. But in the end he did neither. He stood and faced the stranger with angry energy. 'Well?' he said.

'Dear me, who could have thought of seeing you here. Let me call my wife. She will be delighted.-Mary!—Why, I thought you had gone to the East. I thought you had disappeared altogether. And so did everybody. And what a long time it is, to be sure. You look as if you had forgotten me.'

'I have,' said the other with a supercilious gaze, perusing the large figure from top to

toe.

'O come, Waring! Why-Mannering; you can't have forgotten Mannering, a fellow that stuck by you all through. Dear, how it brings up everything, seeing you again! Why, it must be a dozen years ago.-And what have you been doing all this time? Wandering over the face of the earth, I suppose, in all sorts of out-of-the-way places, since nobody has ever fallen in with you before.'

I am something of an invalid,' said Waring. 'I fear I cannot stand in the sun to answer so many questions. And my movements are of no importance to any one but myself.'

Frances had followed with great but silent curiosity this strange conversation. She had not interposed in any way, but she had stood close by her father's side, drinking in every word with keen ears and eyes. She had heard and seen many strange things, but never an encounter like this; and her eagerness to know what it meant was great; but she dared not linger a moment after her father's rapid movement of the hand, and the longer stride than usual, which was all the increase of speed he was capable of. As she had stood still by his side without a question, she now went on, very much as if she had been a delicate little piece of machinery of which he had touched the spring. That was not at all the character of Frances Waring; but to judge by her movements while at her father's side, an outside observer might have thought so. She had never offered any resistance to any impulse from him in her whole life; indeed, it would have seemed to her an impossibility to do so. But these impulses concerned the outside of her life only. She went along by his side with the movement of a swift creature restrained to the pace of a very slow one, but making neither protest nor remark. And neither did she ask any explanation, though she cast many a stolen glance at him as they pursued their way.

And for his part he said nothing. The heat of the sun, the annoyance of being thus interrupted, were enough to account for that.

Before they could reach the shelter of their home, there was this broad bit of sunny road, made by one of those too progressive municipalities, thirsting for English visitors and tourists in general, who fill with hatred and horror the old residents in Italy; and then a succession of stony stairs more congenial to the locality, by which, under old archways and through narrow alleys, you got at last to the wider centre of the town, a broad stony piazza, under the shadow of the Bell Tower, the characteristic campanile which was the landmark of the place. Except on one side of the piazza, all here was in grateful shade. Waring's stern face softened a little when he came into these cool and almost deserted streets. Here and there a woman at a doorway; an old man in the deep shadow of an open shop, or booth, unguarded by any window; two or three girls filling their pitchers at the well, but no intrusive tourists or passengers of any kind to break the noonday stillness. The pair went slowly through the little town, and emerged through another old gateway on the further side, where the blue Waring had passed his interrogator, and was Mediterranean, with all its wonderful shades of already at some distance, while the other, breath- | colour, and line after line of headland cutting

'Don't be so misanthropical,' said the stranger in his large round voice. 'You always had a turn that way. And I don't wonder if you are soured-any fellow would be soured.-Won't you say a word to Mary? She's looking back, wondering with all her might what new acquaintance I've found out here, never thinking it's an old friend.-Hillo, Mary !-What's the matter? Don't you want to see her? Why, man alive, don't be so bitter. She and I have always stuck up for you; through thick and thin, we've stuck up for you.-Eh! can't stand any longer? Well, it is hot, isn't it? There's no variety in this confounded climate. Come to the hotel, thenthe Victoria, down there.'

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