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pfQ CHAPTER XXXVI. Q,°m that moment Miralda began to watclii Zad- el Ceaselessly; she let her experiments and °lveci unheeded, while her active mind, re- jj^"°Und the fresh suggestion wliichsacci- offered her. She suddenly evinced an ri «avr t ^a^v*iga'shealth. She found also that to° little of her charming visitor, that she of her society. Miralda was clever PPr thQ this kind of thing; she made it all i e most natural and kindly sympathy of She told Zadwiga that she had been so n?ltl some affairs of her own, and so per- ^D^etri'sdisappearance, that she had tou °er ^°° niuch of late. Zadwiga was a ponded f by the sudden kindliness, aod re- f ^Ida riK° as '3est she might. All the while h?s*°tial J erved her with a keenness of a pro- ik-etectiva She that Zadwiga had » °o&» „ j nt,er, that she had lost all her lowely J? a ,was Pa'e > that dark rings had bet^in ? so tK "eneath her beautiful eyes. She saw Nd, Zadwiga was unable to eat and that site ak ct?ncea* fact instead of simply allowing was not well. But Miralda saw what' ^0re interesting to her than all the rest—that %ke*tion ox Demetri's name sent a thrill, or a. th through all Zadwiga's frame; Karol were in the room when that aa spoken he immediately approached his a«d seemed to watch her. tnihrfn<^ three days Miralda had made up sent a servant over to Jassy on X6' r°oin '-1 t^ie ?venino- Zadwiga had gone to ¿ Q,lo mrnediately after dinner, and Mirivlda the salon when the messenger came I ^Sclt post-haste, his horse covered with 6 Was followed by three men on horse- be1. ^as in her little sitting-room, kneeling 0*Jin9shrin« J°sePh> her whole soul ab- w''t' «anPmyer' when Karol gently opened .the Sa did not move; at last he ventived to ^'a'n 00 he said, the old Princess wants' .• 'th you, here in the library. She is* >^ea8vnae^iate' anc^ 1 can't tell why, but I » has some strangers with her." 1^'te f** started to her feet, and turned her towards him. At that moment they y door tho library vestibule swing '"Ocw tkan. steps, as of several persons, ap- 0^1 Wbr hbrary. The door of Zadwiga's own lief°8U<j d °Pen! she gazed through it at the ■ °°r as if some vague dread oppressed {otlTe bra,, vN aZ?' my little lady," said old Karol, go Hi ^t u meet them. Don't let the old witch i,rJ^chfini°1Pn youf face ^bll? Zadwiga stepped out from her otj the library and approached the large W** it* k stood the lamp. As she came entetl°n^ hght the library door opened and 4." hn eled the room, wearing an official dress; ^,edwtely followed by two her nerve and courage appeared to a cf 8'ght. She uttered a cry like », « eatare who sees the executioner at e*claimed, throwing out her arms, 1 ^h» am i 8 fixed on the officers of the ''«!• 0n am lost! They are upon me!" *?er knees as the last words escaped 8'»a J. %e hands were upon the great library t4bfe \l. er knees as the last words escaped 8'»a J. %e hands were upon the great library enr]0Un^ to it with a strange action as if j^to to '10ld it in its place. Karol Q{ jittle lady!" he exclaimed in an ar ntense excitement, you are mis- Q1.te not lost—there is nothing •> i At that moment the Princess Miralda appeared j in the doorway of the library and fixed her eyes upon Za.d wiga. "You are right, Karol," said Zadwiga, "yet I am lost. I have ruined myself by my own words." From* this moment Zadwiga lost any distinct consciousness of what happened. She did not faint, and when she was told by the magistrate to rise she did so without assistance. But the words he spoke to her appeared to be spoken a great distance off, and she only understood what he said some time after he had said it. Thus it happened that she found herself in her little bedroom, alone, without at once knowing what it meant. She heard the key turned in the lock of the door, and she listened to the retreating footsteps and voices. Then she seemed to grasp what the magistrate had done. Ho had placed her in confinement, here in her own room, on suspicion of murder. She re- membered, slowly, that Miralda had interceded for her, and requested that she should not be taken away to the prison at Jassy, but be kept under guard in the chateau. Still it seemed to Zadwiga that she only under- stood the superficial meaning of these words— that she had not grasped the fact which they ex- pressed! Her attention was taken up by some sounds which she heard; sounds which were new, yet continued without cessation. They were foot- steps, regular as the tick of a clock; and a clink- ing. What could these noises mean ? A long, long time she sat on her bed and listened. Suddenly her mind appeared to awake within her—to recover from the shock which she bad experienced. She knew then that these unusual sounds were simply the tramp of the who guarded her; one in tho library, one outside the high windows of her room. The next morning the investigating magistrate returned and commenced his work in earnest. He brought with him his clerk, whose business it was to record the investigation and he bogan his work of questioning and examining all the inmates of the chateau. The greater number of the servants had but little to say. They all gave the same account of the mysterious manner in which Demetri disappeared on the occasion of the masked ball, and denied entirely having seen him outside the house or wandering about it from the time he had left the hall where he had been seen with one of the Polish sisters. Anuca had more remarks to make. She held the theory that Demetri was alive and enjoying himself well enough, perhaps in Paris, perhaps at the chateau of one of his friends. She did not attempt to offer any motive for such an unexplained disappearance on his part, but said reasonably enough that his conduct was always so wild and irresponsible that it was un- necessary to try and think what the motive might be. But when she was asked how he could have entered the carriage of any of his friends without being seen by some one of the servants—or how he could have walked through the forest wearing white satin covered with diamonds—then Anuca had no suggestion to make. Moreover, by this time numbers of the guests of that nigiit had called upon Miralda surely, if Demetri had driven away to visit a friend, she would have heard of it. Anuca knew this, and was silent. But she took occasion to observe, at the close of her examination, that she believed Ma'amselle Milovitcii was absolutely innocent. After the house servants had been examined, the magistrate had the men from out of doors, who had all been summoned to the chateau that he might question them. If Demetri had really walked away from the house through the forest, one of the foresters must surely have caught sight of such a conspicuous figure. If, instead, the prince had wandered about the grounds until one of his friends was leaving, it was inevitable that a gardener or stable-servant should have observed him. The magistrate was determined to lose no chance of discovering whether Demetri went away from the chateau that night, or no. Consequently, he devoted much time and patience to the examination of these gardeners and hunters. Before he had questioned more than one half of them tue day was over, and the remainder had to be left until the morrow. All this tima Zadwiga lay on her bed, in her white wrapper, listening with fear for an approaching footstep. Food was brought to her by one of the serving-women, and the gensd'arme saw that she quickly left the room without having time to talk to the prisoner, who lay trembling within it. A hundred times Zadwiga wondered where her faithful Karol could be; and at last she came to the conclusion that he too must be in confinement. Night came, and no one had been near her. Only the tramp of the gensd'armes continued outside her room. She knew they had been relieved; her ear, sensitive with fear, told her that the footsteps had changed their character. The next morning, the second of the investiga- tion, the magistrate went on persistently question- ing the various servants of the gardens and forests. But he elicited nothing. Not one of them had seen Demetri or any figure resembling his, either in his fancy dress or any other costume. The magis- trate went to the room occupied by Demetri, which had not been used since his disappearance. Demetri's servant said that all Demetri's ordinary clothing which he had brought with him to the château was still in that room. He had not changed his dress evidently. And the servant said that he wore on that satin coat all his jewels. It seemed incredible that a man should walk through the rough, unfrequented ways of the forest, unseen even by the hunters, in such a dress as this! The magistrate's own idea was that Demetri had \been murdered for the jewels, and that his body lay buried in the forest. He did not, so far, think Miralda right in suspecting Zadwiga. The wild words she uttered on his appearance he attributed to the sudden alarifc. But he said nothing of this. He proceeded with his work, and at last came to old Karol. He went alone with his clerk into the old servant's room. Karol bad fallen into a heavy despondency, locked in in solitude, and without any means of hearing news of his mistress. But the moment the magistrate entered the room he shook this off, and a look of watchful anxiety settled on his face. The magistrate noticed this, and he immediately guessed that it would be no easy matter to find out what Karol knew. This idea proved correct. If Karol knew anything at all, he very successfully concealed his knowledge. He, like the other servants, had s)en Demetri in the hall with the Princess Wanda. She was masked, but he knew which of the sisters it was, Ma^'amselle Zadwiga being then in her own room. From that time he said he never saw Demetri again. lie heard no sounds of an unusual charac- ter, he saw nothing to excite suspicion of any strange occurrence. He had shuttered the library himself, and when Ma'amselle Zadwiga went to her own room he put out the lamp, and himself retired to rest. AH was safe and quiet. The magistrate could obtain nothing further from him Mian this and yet, whenatlasthe rose reluctantly to leave him, he did so with a secret conviction thast Karol knew something which he was deter- mined not to reveal. From Karol he wont to the library. Here he found Anuca, who was apparently busied in dusting the books that lay on the table. The magistrate asked her to summon Zadwiga to him. This was what Anuca desired; for she had always liked Zadwiga and she wished to soften the stern edges of justice to her a little. She returned alone in a few moments. She is hardly fit to rise," she said to the magistrate, but she is coming." The clerk took, his place at the table and spread out his papers; the magistrate occupied himself during the brief delay in looking round the room. His attention was presently attracted by a slight sound; it camo from Zadwiga's door. She had opened it and was coming out slowly and with trembling steps. She looked like a ghost straying in the daylight. The moment her eyes fell upon the officials her strength appeared to desert her entirely, and she sank into a chair which stood "very near her door. She looked so lovely even with the pallor on her face and the great dark circles which had formed around her eyes that she must have excited the magistrate's interest and compassion, had it not been that her appearance and conduct instantly led him to the conclusion that she was guilty. He commenced to question her with this conviction in his mind. But Zadwiga adhered to one story—similar to that told by Karol. When she left the bal masque she went to her own room and remained there, hearing nothing of what went on in the house. 'The last she had seen of Demetri was when he was with her sister in the supper-room. No cleverness of the examiner could shake her faithfulness to this account. She garnished it in no way, seeming to have too little strength to speak many words at once. Baffled and annoyed the magistrate at last ordered her back to her room. I shall continue her examination to-morrow," he said to his clerk. To himself he observed," I am confident she is not telling the truth." (To be continued.)

WEDDING BELLS. I Dy THE REV. F. WAGSTAFF, F.R.H.S., Author of Odd Hours with Odd People," Dreamland," &c. IV.—LOVE-MAKING ABROAD. They manage these matters better in France/' This famous saying has long since passed into a proverb, and expresses the sentiments of grumb- ling Englishmen on many points. Whether our fair country-women are disposed equally to dis- parage native courtship we are not prepared to say. Perhaps if we give them a little insight into the fashion of love-makings abroad they may be all the better able to appreciate the value of homo produce. When .a young Choctaw Indian sees a maiden who pleases his fancy he watches his opportunity until he finds her alone. He then advances within a short dis- tance, and gently lets fail a pebble at her feet. He may have to do this several times before he-,attract the maiden's attention, when, if this pebble-throw^ ing is agreeable, she soon makes it manifest; if. otherwise, a scornful look or gesture indicates tbatN his suit is vain. Sometimes, instead of throwing stones, the suitor enters the maiden's cabin and lays his hat upon her bed. If the man's suit is acceptable the bat iS permitted to remain, but if she be unwilling it is instantly removed. Which- ever method of popping the question be adopted the rejeoted suitor knows it is useless to press his •urt, and beats as graceful a retreat as possible. When a marriage is agreed upon and the time for the ceremony fixed the relatives of the bride and bridegroom meet at their respective homes, and thence march to the marriage ground, halting at a short distance apart. The brothers of the bride go across to the opposite party, and bring forward the bridegroom, who is then seated on a blanket spread upon the ground. The sisters of the bridegroom then do likewise by bringing forward the bride. She is expected to break loose and run, but, of course, is pursued and brought back to be seated by the side of the bridegroom. All the parties then cluster round the couple; the woman's relatives bring forth a bag of bread, a lingering symbol of the time when the wife had to raise the corn, and the man's relatives a bag of meat, in memory of the days when the man should have provided the household with game. Next presents of various are sho wered oa tiiQ cguQlev^Q.all.tlu34iiiDa.. sit still, not even speaking a word. When the last1 present has been given they rise, now man and wife, and, just as in civilised life, provisions are spread and the ceremony is rounded off with a feast. I The author of Sixteen Years in Morocco gives I some entertaining particulars relative to courtship in the Canaries. The lover presents to the young: lady a piece of thyme, as a gentle hint of his feel- ings towards her. If, in return, she presents him with a sprig of rosemary, it is tantamount to a rejection; if with a flower, the suit is supposed to have made a good beginning, and the suitor makes headway as best he may, seeking such opportuni- ties as he can find of holding light chat with her at her window as he passes to and from his daily labour. The conversation is represented as usually turning upon the most prosaic matters of every-day life, and anyone who should chance to overhear it. would be astonished to find that the deepest sighs of an ardent passion are breathed forth as the accompaniment to ques- tions about the price of potatoes, the appearance of the crops, the produce of the farm, and the work of the household. It must not be supposed, how- ever, that this domestic and agricultural conver- sation serves no good purpose. By such interviews, repeated as often as possible, the love-smitten Lothario is enabled to form an adequate judgment as to the capacities of the lady and of her fitness to be a useful helpmate to him in the daily busi- ness of life. Having satisfied himself on those points he proceeds a step further, and one evening carries a sprig or a flower, which he fixes in some chink of her window, in full view of his inamorata. The lady is expected to take time to consider, and the lover approaches the house next morning with anxious heart. If the symbol of his affection has been taken in he is ac- cepted, and may proceed to take the needful steps for the approaching marriage; if it is left to wither on the outside, it is understood as an unequivocal announcement tliat his suit is not acceptable, and that he must carry his love to some other market. All Chinese customs differ widely from those of other nations, and marriage, of course, shares in the singularity. Referring to those who dwell for the most, part, on the water, Dr. Yoan says:—"In harvest time anyone who wishes to marry goes into the next field and gathers a little sheaf of rice, which he fastens to one of his oars. Then, when he is in the presence of the girl of hischoice, he puts his oar into the water, and goes several times round the boat belonging to the object of his affec- tions. The next day, if the latter accepts his homage, she in her turn fastens a bunch of flowers to her oar, and comes rowing about near her betrothed." The relatives on both sides next assemble on board the girl's boat; there is a general feast, a great firing of crackers, beating of tom-toms, and burning of joss paper," to frighten away the evil spirits, the cup of union is drunk, the bride is taken to her new floating home in a closed sedan of red and gold, and the ceremony is at an end. Among the higher classes, owing to the greater seclusion in which females are kept, the affair is much more serious and complicated. A professional go-between—a sort of marriage broker"—is often employed, who will either under- take to find a suitable partner, or to bring about a negotiation with any particular lady, provided, indeed, that she does not happen to bear the same surname as the would-be bridegroom, in which case the law forbids the union. As- suming that all preliminary difficulties are disposed oi, the broker proceeds to obtain from each party full details as to name, age, date and hour of birth, &c., which are laid betore a sooth- sayer, to ascertain if the match is likely to be a propitious one. This is usually predicted, if the diviner's fee be satisfactory. The next step is to send wedding presents, the acceptance of which seals the betrothal. A lucky day being selected for the wedding, presentsandcongratulations are sent to the bridegroom by his friends, who always take caro to include in the gifts a pair of geese, not, as might be suspected, as a piece of delicate irony, but as an emblem of domestic unity and affection. In the evening the bridegroom makes his appearance, escorted by a whole troop of his friends, a proces- sion of lanterns, a long red cloth or silk tapestry borne on a pole between two men, and, finally, a large red sedan ohair, highly decorated, and perfectly closed. In this the bride is packed securely out of sight, and the procession starts for the bridegroom's home, with a band of music, and the lady's personal gear in boxes. On arrival she is lifted over the threshold, on which a pan of charcoal is burning, in order that no evil influence may be ad- mitted to the house. She then pays her complimentary obeisance to her husband's father and mother, worships the ancestral tablets of the family to which she is henceforth to belong, and offers prepared betel-nut to the assembled guests. Up to this time the bride has remained veiled but now slie retires to her chamber, where she is unveiled by her husband, when she imme- diately returns to the company and pays her respects to them all as the mistress of the house, taking food with her husband in their presence. At this meal two cups of wine are drunk by the newly-married pair, one sweetened and the other containing an infusion of bitter herbs, to symbolise that husband and wife must henceforth share the sweets and the bitters of life together. For several days after the marriage the bride is conveyed in her grand sedan to the houses of different members of the two families, and at least a week is devoted to the formalities of these visits, and to equally formal receptions of relatives in return. In Burmah women hold a very different position to that among Hindoos and Mohammedans, and in China. They wear no veils, have their own legal rights of property, and are allowed freedom of choice in matrimony. Marriage is a purely civil rite among the Burmese. When young people "understand each other," the mother or eldest female relative of the man sounds the girl's mother as to her views on the subject, and if she offers no objection some of the suitor's elderly kinsfolk propose the marriage formally to the bride-elect, and arrange whatever settlement can be made. Their consent being obtained, a feast is prepared; the affianced pair eat out of the same dish in the presence of the assembled guest?, and then the husband presents his wife with some pickled tea; she does the same by him, and the ceremony is complete. This preserved or pickled tea is made up with some glutinous substance into small balls or cakes, and is much used on ceremonial occasions by the Burmese, who dress it with oil, garlic, andassafoefcida, and esteem it a great delicacy. A lady traveller, several years ago, described some of the accompaniments of an Armenian wed- ding of which she was an eye-witness :—" The family being well off, tha rooms were nicely arranged, and in part carpeted, and a number of musicians were playing on violins. I was con- ducted to the divan; wine, nuts, and sweetmeats being plentifully handed round from time to time. In the centre of the room knelt a young boy, richly dressed. The musicians every now and then burst into a wild extempore song, accom- panying themselves on their instruments; whilo the boy would, from time to time, start up and commence a violent kind of dance, beating castanets to keep time with his motions. This went on almost without intermission for at least an hour and a half, and at the end of that time, fairly tired out with noise, I left. The following morning the bride was taken to church. I did not see her go; but [ witnessed her return. She walked between two women—her bridemaids, I presume—and her face was concealed by a covering of crimson silk, oma- mented with gold, and terminated by rich gold Ussels. She was preceded by singers, and fol- lowed by at least 70 women. As she approached tha threshold of her father's door a sheep was thrown down at her feet, and she suddenly stopped with her bridemaids while its throat was cut with a sharp knife, and the blood flowed in rivulets all round the spot on which she stood. Advancing a step or two, she frequently stooped and kissed the hem of her father's garment. Presents were now offered to her of ricti silks and cloths, and these she received herself, handing them to her attendant women, while a censer of incense was continually swung round her head by her father." The Turcoman women are scarcely ever veiled, and live a very unrestrained life up to their six- teenth or seventeenth year, when they marry. The arrangements for the match are usually made by some female friend or relation, after which the priest or mollah draws up the contract and fixes the day of the ceremony. As in several other uncivi- lised countries, a. pretence is madeof carrying off the bride. Young men on horseback assemble round the bride's house, and a sham-fight takes place, at which there is much fighting and clatter of swords. The bride it then placed on a carpet, and lifted on to the back of a camel, after which a veil is thrown over her, and she is carried to the tent where the marriage ceremony is to be performed.

"HUMBUG IN ART." It is not much more than a week since an article on the above subject, having special reference to some of the most conspicuous failures in this year's Exhibition of the Royal Academy, appeared in the columns of the Western Mail. A com- munication we recently received thereupon gave us the impression that the sender suspected us Of singularity of view with respect to some of the best known of the artists whose productions we noticed, and this, too, notwith- standing the fact that the opinions of two such journals as the Saturday Review and the Spectator were distinctly and emphatically concurrent with our own. We think that the following words, which we reproduce from the June number of the Magazine of Art, give ample sanction for whatever plainness of speech may have been used on the matter. Dissemble it as we may," says the periodi- cal referred to, it seems certain that this year the more important and more representative of the exhibitions are duller and flatter than they have been for some time. Great work is scarce as ever; bad work is even more plentiful than ever of work tliat is merely middling there is enough and to spare. The average of achieve- ment, in fact, is exceptionally low and poor. The more famous masters are, with few ex- ceptions, inferior to themselves; the younger and \less known are more or less afflicted with medio- ,crity. There is less to admire, and still less to re- member, than for some years past: with, as a nfftucal consequence, a keener sense of disappoint- menta livelier feeling of dissatisfaction and re- proaclh It is felt that the old influences have served tftfjif turn, and that the new ones, such as they are/ seem neither potent nor fruit- ful it is patent that the old examples are* no longer pleasing nor serviceable, and that the ones are like to be found wanting in everything save novelty. What there was to say in Engli.xh.has been said so many times as to seem no longer-worth the saying; what is being borrowed from tht^*French is only interesting by reason of the manner iV which the obligation is discovered and acknowledged. We are learning a new language merely to give wi-terance to thoughts and ideas which have long been old and trmal and worn, and which, delivered m our native tongue, seem monuments of triteness and conventionaJity. That, if we are to wdge of our position by the exhibitions of 1884, is we have got; and further than that, it would seem, we are not likely to get for some time." The fore- going, it will be observed, sounds a yet gtaver note than our own. We limited the range of our complaint to the efforts of individual artists. Our contemporary bewails.the decadence pf British .Art M a whole.

FEMININE FANCIES, I FOIBLES, AND FASHIONS. By A LADY. (All Rights Reserved.) The Shaksperean Show seems to have been fairly successful, though the proceeds of the bazaar, and the number of visitors admitted to it, during the concluding days of last week in no sense compare with the results of the famous Old English Fayre organised by Mr. Wood for the benefit of the same charity—the Chelsea Hospital for Women—which took place at the Royal Albert Hall three years ago. The indefatigable secretary had spared no pains to make the affair attractive. It was a fete and bazaar in one, and the mag- nificent tableaux arranged from time to time during the afternoons gave a dramatic feature to the entertainment Jat once consistent and delightful. The grouping of the figures, the dresses, and sur- roundings generally were most harmonious— everything, in fact, except the periodical notes of the trumpet announcing a brief suspension of trade and a closing of the curtains of the con- tiguous stalls whilst the several characters were grouping themselves fonthe respective representa- tions. The braying of t'his instrument, purposely discordant in order to attract attention to what was going on, was resilly harrowing to musde- loving souls, one or two of whom I heard be- seeching the trumpeter to spare their feelings, but vainly did tliey remonstrate. The harsh-voiced instrument continued fits blare whenever a series of tableaux were forthcoming. Evidently that trumpeter had a hard and callous heart. The dresses of the dramattis persona were historically* as well as histrionically, correct. Many were-ex- tremely handsome and very becoming to their wearers severally, no .two being quite alike. I am afraid I cannot attempt to describe more than a few of the costumes,ffor amidst so much that was novel and attractive; it proved difficult to retain a definite impression < of any particular thing, and the notes I was at pains to take, jotted down when- ever something special was told to me, or pre- sented itself to my view, are so confused and bewildering that I have cast 'them aside in despair. Without attempting systematic details, I will try to give. my readers some descrip- tion of what I saw in that desultory, gossipping sort of way that alone is possible when the writer's memory is entirely unaided. On entering the hull I was at once assailed by the vendors of the "Shaksperean Show Book," the price of which did not seem to be a fixed one. Literally, it was sold\ for what it would fetch," as auctioneers say. You I were asked a fancyprice, and if you demurred then the sale was conducted on a falling scale, at least so my experience goes. The Hook of the Show is handsomely and artistically got up on toned paper the type is excellent and much varied, the margins are tastefully illuminated, and, to add to its attractions, beside being full of minute infor- mation connected with the enterprise, there are prose and poetical contributions from many of our best writers. The work, further, is illustrated by sketches drawn by several A.R.A.'s, amongst whom I see the names of Val Prinsep, Walter Crane, G. A. Storey, &c. A drawing by W. Weeks, entitled The Sleeping Beauty," is most amusing. A somnolent porker lies prone on: the turf; a com- panion, sitting on his hams, queries, with half- closed eyes— What a.ngel wakes me from y flowery bed ? Midsummer Night's Dream. A ragged-looking raven, perched on a rail, sup- plies the answer. Robert Browning, Lord Tenny- son, and Oscar Wylde are the waiters of some of the stanzas. There are original musical compo- sitions. Both poetry and prose contributions are admirably illustrated, and cach bears the autograph signature of the writer, Annie Brassey, Lewis WingneM, Constance Howard, Hugh Conway, and Frank Marshall being amongst the names most familiar. The Book of the Show will long remain a very handsome souvenir of this spirited enterprise. I was soon assailed bv a gentleman begging me to take a ticket for a raffia. A child's dress, worked by Lady Brassey, of Sun- beam celebrity, and a copy of that which Orlando weara in the Forest Scene," was the prize to be won. I explained I had no use for such an article. It was then suggested that by means of a little contrivance it would make a beautiful waistcoat for husband or brother. I declined to lay out) money on those supposititious relatives. Well then," said the ingenious pleader," you can make a pin-cushion of it." Still obdurate. Tell me," he cried in despair, what it • mil make. No one will give me even a bid for A gentle- man attached to the Court of King John, wearing a suit of chain armour, was in char go of a lucky bag at that stall, and created great .fun by the fluency of his speech, and the ingenious reasons for buying which he desired to furnis h to a re- luctant crowd. Those wholiad lost om the Oaks and the Derby, however heavily, were* told they could handsomely retrieve their fortunes by a. dip in the lucky bag. Again the wily sophii it declared the best way to protect yourself against ithe impor- tunities of other stall keepers and their m yrmidons was to take a dip; provided with a parceljyou could unblushingly parry their attacks. At the stall dedicated to the representation of Richard III. an august-personage, Lady Ami, widow of Prince Edward, condescended to explann many matters concerning which I sought information. I much admired her petticoat. It was real Indian embroidery, very magnificent, and wotth, so the wearer said, a hundred guineas at least. A great attraction at the stall presided aver by King John and the principal characters 48.t his Court was the presence of Princess Hellen lia ndhir Singh. She is a real, not a mimic dignitanry. I hear it ia this lady who has so often served JSdwin Long for a model of tliat type of Oriental feminity he loves to paint. The Princess, I believe, ■figures in one of the artist's pictures now on wiew in Burlington House, and it is affinmed that-in the magnificent painting of a year -or so ago, Why tarry his chariot wheels," whern the mother of Sisera is expecting her son's triumphant return, the Princess Hellen figures as tb.e maiden, sitting on the floor, twining a wreath* for the expected conqueror's brow. I was charmed with the unaffected manner of this young Indian lady. Her dcess was a curious combination of colours. The upper one, cut in a loose, quaint fashion, -was of crimson soft woollen material, faced with red satin, turretted and laid flat on the over gar- ment. A length of soft muslin wiis twisted round the head, and fell as a veil to the tfeet. Let me tell your fortune," said the Princess. I was quite amenable to the proposal, though the charge for a peep into futurity was rather high. We withdrew from the crowd, and I removed my left glove, the pretty soothsayer taking my iiiand into her own, carefully scrutinising the lines on the palm. It was, however, less a revelation cf my future than a history of my'past which I listened to. But the marvellous insight into my personal characteristics surprised me more than all, though past events were recalled with an accuracy which was really unaccountable. Faults and peculiarities of temperament ancl-disposition were critically commented upon. I could only assent to the truth of this character reading throughout which only once had I to correct an asseveration. "Youaroa real said, and the Princess smilingly remarked she was beginning to believe it herself, suggesting the dea. that she had only lately begun to entertain any faith in the mysterious occult power pos- tessed by herself. Do advertise me," she said. I attend so many bazaars, and- am so glad to contribute my little to charity's -cause." I pro- mised, and I think I have kept my word. Those who consult this charming, but by no means problematical Sphinx will be sure io be amused and enlightened. Hermione, queen to Leontes, in the Winter's Tale," was a most gracious majesty. She was regal in her flowing (iraak draperies of white and gold, and fitted her part exactly— arms bare to the shoulders, plain gold bangles en- circling them both above and below the elbows. A most engaging Perdita was this lady'a pretty daughter, whose dress, like her mother's, was sin- gularly tasteful. It was made of somo soft woollen material of pale artistic colour, with voluminous folds of Indian muslin draped pictu- resquely over it. Queen Hermione told me she had been most anxious that the dress should be pure Greek, and, to ensure accuracy in all details, had consulted Mr. Wilson Barrett's opinion on the point. The in-\ jured wife of the King of Scilia, 300 B.C., ie, in fact, Mrs. Coghlan M'Hardy. This lady, with considerable ability, compiled the" Brsef argu- ments of the eleven Shaksperean plays" repre- sented. These are a great feature of the Book of the Show," and furnish a succinct accoumt.of the events on which the plot in each case turns. Juliet was represented bv one of the pesettieat. women I saw. Her dress. of white satin, with its masses of pearl embroideries, was superb, but whilst admitting the loveliness I did not con- sider this choice of character a wise one. The daughter of the Capulets should, by selection, have been shorter, plumper, more girlish, and Jes fair of skin and hair. Nor did I think Ophelia^ in appearance, altogether an ideal personation. Beatrice, in "Much Ado about Nothing," wore & charming dress, and there were many pretty styles to be noted, which, I hope, will be re-produced by our dressmakers at no distant day. The serving maids in the time of good Queen Bess were certainly very attractive personages if they at all resembled their representatives in 1884. Their dresses were charming. I must make note; here of the" shy of the show," presided over by three of the prettiest girls I have seen for some time. Their method of adding to the funds-of the. charity was the following:—From the top or roof of a cardboard edifice depended a fine cord, to which a small ball was attached. A wooden knob, constructed after the fashion of an electric bell, was fixed in the front wall of the structure.; there was a small aperture just below. The object was to shie the ball against the knob. Successfully done, the bell rang, and a prize was immediately handed to the winner. Sixpence was the uniform charge, hit or miss. Pencils, dolls, match-boxes, and other small wares were promptly awarded, to the amusement, if not altogether to the satis- faction, of the venturers. The presidents were two sisters and a friend, a most attractive trio, and their charms were the means of their doing an excellent trade. Hut my prejudice against young girls holding such a post was by no means dimi- nished when I noticed the freedom with which on some occasions they were accosted, and when any inquisitive masculine "shier of the ball inquired their respective names the information was furnished at the cost of a shilling. o Charity, what liberties are committed and! condoned in thy name, thought I. The pretty sisters "dreS8ed nearly, but not quite alike— the one in short, gold embroidered muslin petti- coat, with earners andSwiss bodice of emerald green satin, Swiss lawn under-bodice made excessively I full, and bishop's sleeves tied with black velvet at the wrists. The other wore a red and white silk Swiss belt "and paniers over a white muslin skirt. Her chemisette, like her sister's, was extremely full. One girl wore a shaped turned-down flat collar; the other a stiff Elizabethan rume. Both had flowers at their throats. The only costume anachronism appeared in the style and substance of their caps. They were of the mob shape known as Olivia." This I heard was a deliberate sacrifice of accuracy to the becoming. The third young lady, however, with less vanity, wore the orthodox "flat velvet head gear, which was certainly less becoming to her dark beauty than it would have been to the fair sisters, who repudiated it. A dress of dark red satin, with black velvet bodice, completed the costume. This girl was deservedly admired. As another proof of the licence taken these times, a masculine sketcher planted himself directly in front of her and deliberately drew her portrait. There is DO appeal against such a want of good manners, unfortunately. The witches in Mac- beth" were far from being the fearful hags the immortal William conceived them. They were pretty girls, in short red cloaks, conical hats, twined about with a serpentine twist of tinsel, and each carried that traditional symbol of witch- craft, a broomstick, a species of locomotion not demonstrated on the occasion referred to. Those merry matrons, Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page, and sweet Ann Page, with some agreeable assis- tants, sold refreshments at starvation prices. Strong pressure was brought to bear on customers at this stall. One lady asking the price of a cup of tea received answer, A shilling," and turned disgusted away, in spite of the offer to reduce the sum to sixpence; such extortion was, of course, not to be tolerated. Tending a larger coin than needful in payment of a sponge cake, the pretty girl who served me said, Do you wish change ?" I replied in the affirmative. So she requested Ann Page to furnish it. That young person brusquely said, We don't give change." "Never mind," said I; but the more courteous lady who took my money persisted in getting the change, which she promptly handed to me. Ii think the incident worthy of notice as indicative, on the one band, of the observance of good man- ners on all occasions; on the other, as making occasion an excuse for conduct that would be thought most unladylike in ordinary every-day life and unjustifiable at any time. A dry ditch did duty for the River Avon. The bed of it was filled with parcels of different sizes and miscellaneous character. A good fish was guaranteed to all anglers at a shilling a throw. "The Witches' Cauldron was another lucky or unlucky bag. It was a most sinister-looking black pot of vast dimensions, capable of brewing any quantity of that evil sort of pottage which is called by a name I have heard, but am not, in virtue of my womanhood, permitted to mention. My limit is nearly reached. I must, therefore, bid good bye to the hall below, and, ascending the stairs, visit, with my readers, the exhibition of relics and articles of Shaksperean interest, in. the Queen's room" of the Royal Albert-hall. Mr J. Furnivall, Jfounder of the new Shaksperean Society, was in attendance to explain and give information to those who desire to be better informed concerning any of the exhibits on view, all of which had been kindly lent for Charity's sweet sake. None, however, I hear, vwere borrowed from the museum at Stratford-on- Avon. The portraits of the great bard are singu- larly unsatisfactory, none showing the intellectual cast of features we unconsciously associate with tlifcr great student of humanity. It is a sort of satistaction to know there is no authenticated likereees of Shakspeare in existence, nor was there a scrap of his writing in the collection. A stranger after looking at the painting to which was assigned the post of honour suddenly said to me,"Is*that your idea of Shakspeare?" I ex- pressed most cordial dissent. There ia a leer in the eyes and sensuality in the lips — and the expression altogether is unpleas- ing. We .get suspicious of the value of assumed relics as we see spread out those clever counterfeits which have been now and again palmed off on the gullible public,r notably that famous love-lock said to have been given by Shakspeare to Ann Hathaway in their courting days. This^fictitious souvenir is enclosed in a box, and is tied with silk cord, vari-coloured. Mr. Furnivall drew attention to a curious old table, which was unearthed at an auction that took place-in an old farm house about three miles from Stratford a few years ago. It is certainly a very ancient piece of furniture, and antiquarians detect in it certain features that tend to'confirin the belief it is a piece of contem- porary carving, if not, as assumed once, the pro- perty of ,the great dramatist himself. His coat of arms and initials are certainly carved on the sur- face, and the Tudor rose, roughly executed, forms part of the design. As the top of the table when bought at the sale was painted and varnished, and sold for a mere trifle, no special value being attached to.it., there seems no reason for supposing it was got up with the intention to defraud, as in the case of Ireiand's counterfeit relics. The table stands on founlegs, and has four tiny flaps, which are elevated or let down by an ingenious device. It is low-abont three feet high—and not more than two feet across, octagon in shape, something similar to a modern Queen Anne five o'clock tea table. Mr. Furnivall pointed out how, by seeming inadvertence, the maker had turned the flowers, which are carved on the legs severally, in one case upside down. Among other relics which I have not time to particularise I remarked the Shaksperean brooch. a copy of which was worn as a badge, by those interested in the show. Shakspeare's walking- stick, a length of bamboo, tipped at both ends with metal, was placed under cover, and created much interest. So did the Shakesperean jug, pro- tected by andiron-framed glass shade. These articles are the property of a Mrs. Fletcher, of Gloucester, a member of the Hart family, who claim direct lineal descent from Shakspeare's sister Joan, to whom he bequeathed all his per- sonal effects, with the exception of his best bed, which was left to his wife, a division that could not have been altogether satisfactory to Mrs. Shakspeare, I should think. As Mrs. Fletcher was present I had an opportunity of conversing with her on the antecedents of her interesting possessions and so learnt something about the premises on which her belief in their authenticity is founded. She furnished me with many interesting particulars which I believe have not appeared in print, but these 1 must defer until next week, having far outstepped all lawful bounds on this occasion.

PUBLICATIONS OF THE MONTH. The month of roses is prolific of good things in the literary way. Messrs. Cassell and Co. (Limited) are to the front with serial issues of the "Illus- trated Universal History," Popular Gardening," Bishop Eiiicott's New Testament Commentary," Morley's Library of English Literature," Fami- liar Garden Flowers," Practical Dictionary of Mechanics," Encyclopaedic Dictionary (rapidly heading the Philological Society's), Peoples of the World," and Cassell's Household Guide," a capital publication only just begun. Its title is a sufficient indication of its scope, and when we say that the intention of its editor appears to be in a fair way of being thoroughly worked out we have said about as much as at this stage of its career we are justified in saying. This firm's Picturesque Europe and Maga- zine of Art are at the head of our shilling month- lies for beauty of illustration and typography. In the latter periodical we are attracted at once by the admirable frontispiece, The Gladiator's Wife," from the painting by E. Blair Leighton in the Academy of this year the full-page "Tempter"; and the various illustrations of the editor's excellent paper on Current Art." Among the best things in a literary way are Miss Harrison's Greek Myths in Greek Art," Mr. St. Johnston's Keramics of Figi," and Mr. R. L. Stevenson's Village Communities of Painters." Messrs. Ward, Lock, and Co. (1, Salisbury-square, E.C.) send us specimens of their serial publica- tions, which we find to include Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire," Popular Law Dictionary," Dr. Adam Clarke's "Bible Commen- tary," Teacher's Explanatory Bible," Haydn's "Bible Dictionary," "Every Man his own Mechanic," Amateur Work," Sylvia's Young Ladies' Treasure Book," and Editions de Luxe of the complete works of Thomas Hood and the Waverlev Novels. Of the latter the particular one publishing is probably the best of the series— Kenilworth." Sylvia's Home Journal, issued by the same firm, contains valuable supplements in the shape of cut- out paper patterns, coloured fashion plates, &e. Messrs. Ward, Lock, and Co., we also see, have just started a Family Journal, in which the lady members of most households will find plenty of good things for perusal. From the well-known depot at 56, Paternoster- row, E.C., we have received the June parts of their magazines, the Leisure Hour, the Boy's Own Journal, the Girl's Own Journal, Child's Com- panion, Friendly Greetings, Tract Magazine, Cottager and Artizan, and the Sunday at Home —excellent publications all. Mrs. Leach's Practical Family Dressmaker for June contains 60 illustrations, with plain descrip- tions how to cut out and make the neatest, most economical, and fashionable costumes, dolmans, fcc. This most practical book on home dress- making, is published at 2d., monthly. Bailys Magazine (15, Nicholas-lane, King Wil- liam-street, E.C.) gives a portrait and biography of Major-General Owen Williams, M.P., a, well- known sportsman, and, what is more, a Welshman and a Conservative. There are several capital papers, grave and gay, in addition, on various phases of sport and pastime, in which this maga- zine is acknowledged facile princeps. An instructive paper read before the Birming- ham Philosophical Society a few months back by the Rev. J. O. Bevan, M.A., has been reproduced in pamphlet form under the title of The Education otf Pauper Children." In the course of his work Mas* author may be found dealing with District Schools," of which some," as at Ely, near Car- diff, were founded more than twenty years ago. Here the association, within the walls, with chronic and professional pauperism is avoided, and thetsurroundings are rendered more favour- able but there is a constant stream of children admitted from the workhouse and probationary wards; and, furthermore, the evils attaching to the association of large numbers of young persons under unnatural conditions still remain." Academy Notes and Grosvencr Notes" (Chatto and Windus) are the latest of a series of well-known illustrated handbooks to the Burling- ton House and Grosvenor Gallry Exhibitions respectively. The editor is Mr. Henry Blackburn. Every visitor to these exhibitions will find a copy of each work indispensable. A more ambitious publication than either of the foregoing is "The Royal Academy Illustrated" (Chapman and Hall, Henrietta-street, W.C.). edited bý Mr. Henry LassaUe, in which the illus- trations, 200 in number, are all full-page fac- similes from the original drawings, reproduced by he Lefman process. Considering the short time in which it was got up, the most is a most creditable one, and we can only wish the pub- lishers every success in their determination to turn out something still better next year. Household Words (24, Great New-street, London) is s,<«full of aerial stories, complete stories, edi- torial notes, domestic papers, and what not, that it is impossible to sav moreot the mpe^zine than that, as a whole, it will compare very favourably with any of its competitors in the same line. The Shipping World (2, Gresham Press Buildings') and the Nautical Magazine (Simpkin, Marshall, and Co.) are replete with information interesting to their own clienteles. An article of local interest from the former we have already printed. Blackwood's Magazine (37, Paternoster-row) for this month well sustains its reputation, the majority of the articles being bright, and all forcible. In matters political Magaalways hits straight and hard so that it is almost needless to say that in The Votes of Censure" and A Voice from the East on Oriental Questions" the Government gets smartly and severely criticised. A timely paper is that on Taxation and Representation under the New Reform Bill." But by far the most interest- ing contribution which has appeared in this magazine for many a long day is New Views on Shakspeare's Sonnets: Other identi- fied." The author of this charming essay makes out a good case for Dante, as the poet referred to. A Glimpse of tha West" is evidently the work of someone thoroughly familiar with life in the United States, and well able to handle his pen. On the Atlantic Seaboard'' mattes one long to be at the writer's side in his delightful stroll through the Island of Arran. Fiction is represented in this number by The Baby's Grandmother and Magda's Cow." The National Reviete (W. H. Allen and Co., 13, Waterloo-place) is characterised by its usual variety of excellent articles. Earl Percy, M.P., writes trenchantly of The Franchise Bill and the House of Lords," and Sir J. Whittaker Ellis (a former Lord Mayor) says some strong things of The Government of London Bill." Most readers will enjoy Letters from an Idle Woman's Post- bag," by Lady John Manners; whilst theo- logians will find" On the Attitude of, Christians towards the Old Testament," II by the Rev. H. U. Oxenham, quite to their taste. The two best papers in the magazine nre "The Conservatism of Young Oxford," by the Han. Geo. M. Curzon, and Poetic Emotion and Affinities," by B. Brooksbank, the latt.T being especially good. Amongst other good things we may name! Italia Redenta," by Alfred Austin The Duke's Farewell," by W. J: Courthope; and The Clothes j of Religion," by Wilfrid Ward. The Contraction of England, and its Advocates," by F. P. Labiliiere, is disappointing. Mr. Edward Tipping fails to throw any new light upon an important subject in his Let Right be Done—a Plea for Compensation for Irish Landlords." The Atlantic Monthly (Ward, Lock, and Co., Salis- | bury-square) is a good number of one of the best shilling seriais published. Mr. F. Marion Crawford leads off with and completes his excellent story I "A Roman Singer." The second part of Mr. R. Grant White's "The Anatomising of William iIakspeare" is good reading, and the same may be said of Paris Classical Concerts. The sketch of Thomas Gold Appleton" is another of Oliver Wendell Holmes's little gems of poetic prose. The Rev. J. G. Wood writes in his chatty style of The Trail of the Sea Serpent," that unfailing mystery. Washington as it should be" is too short to answer its purposes. The other articles in the number are all interesting, and the fiction and poetry are fully up to the magazine mark. The Contributor's Club" holds well on its way. Temple Bar (R. Bentley andSnn, New Burlington- street) has a well-digested and thoughtful paper upon "Hayward's Essays," and a bright little account of the Severn Tunnel, with the title of Under Land and Water." Les Eaux Mortes" is a. fanciful bit of writing. This month is un- usually strong in fiction, the stories—in addition to the two serials, Peril," by Jessie Fothergill, and Mrs. Forrester's Secret," by Mrs. G. W. Godfrey—being "Number 7639," "Mademoiselle Ninette," and In the Tunnel." There are two short poems of the mediocre standard, A Lyrical Argu- ment" and The Three Maids." Tinsley's Magazine (8, Catherine-street, Strand) is better than usual in some rospects. Mr. Godfrey Turner discourses pleasantly on Lay Cookery," and Mr. C. L. Johnstone writes with clearness and interest of The Russian Peasants before and after their Emancipation. In his "Leaves from the Life of a Special Correspondent," Mr. John A. O'Shea con- tributes a charmingly-picturesque sketch of the Ober-Ammergau Passion Play, which will be read with considerable interest. Plant Hunting in the Central Pyrenees," by Mr. N. Colgan, takes us another sunny stage on the journey. In Senti- mental Journeys in London the voluble Percy Fitzgerald reaches Christie's whose notable art sales give him scope for endless gossip. Mr. John Hill's "Sally" improves with every chapter as a bright serial. The shorter stories, A Blank, my Lord," by Mr. C. L. Pirkis, and A Bayswater Barnum," by Mr. Julian Monr!i, are not up to much. The so-called poetry in Tinsley's this month is about the worst of the kind it has ever published. The Nineteenth Century (Kegan Paul, Trench, and Co.), but for Max Aluller's "Forgotten Bibles" and General Roberts' Free Trade in the Army," would be immitigably dull. The moral of Mr. Moberly Bell's How long halt ye between two opinions ?" is that we have bungled hopelessly in Egypt, which is very stale news indeed by this time. Mr. Justice Stephen does a little amateur philosophising; in The Unknowable and the Unknown but he is not in it with such a master of fence as Mr. Herbert Spencer, upon whose Religion, a Retro- spect and a Prospect," the present effort is intended as a criticism. "What do the Irish read?" asks Sir J. Pope Henessy through a dozen pages of matter. Our answer is, doggerel and fustian for the most part; that is, if good, simple-minded Sir John be correct in his facts. Miss Agnes Lambert's False Coin," where not trite, is disjointed and flabby. We know not what in the world to make of Mr. Hamilton Aide's "Castigated Prose of Macau- lay" in his paper on "The Art of Public Speaking." In Professor Müller's paper, alreadyaJjuded to, among other positions striven for is the anti- Darwinian one, that the barrier of language between man and beast "remains as unshaken as ever, and renders every attempt at deriving man genealogically" from the ape "for the present at least i m possi ble, or a.t all events unscientiifc."Lieul.- General Sir Frederick Roberts, after dealing with the various causes of the unpopularity of the army, remarks significantly that an army we must have," for all these, "ifweare-to continue as an Imperial Power, or even exist as an independent nation, and if this army cannot be obtained by voluntary means we shall have to resort to con- scription." In the Contemporary Review (56, Ludgate-hill, E.C.) the best thing comes first—Mr. Herbert Spencer's Sins of Legislators. Three qualifica- tions which Mr. Spencer would have for every statesman are:—First, that he has studied the phenomena of social order and social growth; next, that he knows something (not so much as Mr. Herbert Spencer, of course, or we could only have one statesman in an 0."8) of comparative sociology; and, lastly, that he shoulà. be a diligent student of the history of his own country and every other in the world. Luckily, Miss Emily Pfeiffer has taken tiie precau- tion to add a foot-note to her Rhyme tor the Time explaining that it has something to do with the debate on Mr. Bryce's Infants' Bill. This re- minds us of the man who sent his picture to the Academv, and who was thoughtful enouth to attach a placard to it setting forth that This is a cow." No one would have known what it was, else. Miss Mary Gladstone's Princess Alice's Letters contains nothing new, except, pernaps, some elements of namby-pamby. There is a guod deal of sound sense in The Position of Genera! Gordon," the anonymous writer of which appears to know his way about in Eoypt pretty well. A valuable contribution is M. Secretin's Contempo- rarv Life and Thought in Switzerland." The "Contemporary Records" of the month are better edited than usual, we fancy. We have also received Letts' Popular County Atlas (33, King William-street, London Bridge' What to do, and How to do it'' (Kegan Paul, Trench, and Co., 1, Paternoster-square), a manual of the law affecting the houing and sani- tarv condition of Londoners, issued by the Sanitary Laws Enforcement Society; The Congo Treaty (Stanford, 55, Charing Cross), by T. Tomlinson, M. A.; "Artificial Feeding Stuffs, and How to Use Them (Alarples and Co., Liver- pool), an excellent little work by Mr. R. W. Jones, of which the value to agriculturalists may be esti- mated when we say that it deals briefly, but com- prehensively, with such subjects as linseed cake, cotton cake of both kinds, rape cake, palm nut- meal, &c and gives a number of valuable tables and diagrams; "Tiie World of Cant" (14, Pater- noster-square, E.C.), a dull book, which is said to have goue into a sixth edition; Working Men Co-operators," a capital little manual of informa- tion concerning the co-operative movement, giving a cluar and concise 11.CCOUllt of the part played py artisans' societies from the early days of the Roch- dale Pioneers downwards; and Duncan's Tram- way Manual for 1884- a full and, as far as we have been able to test it, accurate directory, with abstracts of accounts, traffic tables, &c. The pub- lisher is Effingham Wilson, Royal Exchange.

TENT-D"WELLING AMONG THE WELSH HILLS. According to the St. James's Gazette, Mr. Hubert Herkomer has been landscape-painting in Wales. He took down with him from London three tents and two huts, and encamped upon the scene of operations, some 700ft. above the level of the set. One of the tents was Mr. Herkomer's drawing- room and bedroom, another was his father's bedroom and kitchen (for Mr. Herkomer, senior, insisted upon being his own cook), j and the tliird was occupied by the ser- vants. "My painting-hut," writes the artist, "stands raised on a pivot, with a table railway and wheels, so that 1 can turn the window part to any view within the radius. When right I drop the four legs and pull down the ropes. It has success- fully withstood heavy gales, and I have every reason to be proud of the invention. It measures lift, by 8ft., and is lift, high, with a large glass window at the front end. It is all in panels, which take to pieces; and no part is too heavy for a man to carry." In this room Mr. Herkomer painted whenever the light served him and at other times he etched or carved, his father also carving at a bench by the window. In the evenings the drawing-room tent, with its four glass windows, its petroleum stoves, its flooring, and its pretty hangings, was lighted up and Mr. Herkomer declares that he never felt more comfortable tlian when, seated within it, he listened to the howl of the wild north-easter without, and to the flapping of the treble canvas-sheet above his head. | Tired Londoners might do worse this sum- mer than follow the popular artist's example and camp out; for, provided the adventurer is strong enough to stand it, a holiday passed in a tent is at least twice as beneficial as one spent in stuffy boarding-houses and crowded hotels.—Visi- tors to the recent exhibition of the Cambrian Academv of Art at Cardiff will remember Mr. Hubert Herkomer's portrait of his father. It was ¡ one of the gems of the exhibition.

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A VOYAGE TO AUSTRALIA, I. A late member of our staff writes from Adelaide, under date April 5, 1884-: — I embarked at Gravesend on Wednesday, January 23, on board the Orient steamer Chrmborazo, bound for South Australia. I will not. evaporate my eloquence in any attempt to describe the pangs of parting, or the feelings by which I was animated as I gazed— for what may be the last time—on all that was to be seen of the great Metropolis of London, which I have always regarded as the.nea.rt and pulse of the world. The worst part of death is dying, and the worst part of any separation is the last fond look and the pathetic good-bye. My emotions at length subsided; and, my equanimity restored, I took a quiet survey of tha magnificent boat which was to carry me across the mighty deep a distance of 12,000 miles, and to land me on the other side of the Equator, within sight of the Southern Cross. The Chimborazo is a vessel of 3,84-7 tons, She was built about fourteen years ago, and is one of the smallest of the boats owned by the Orient Steam Navigation Company. She is, nevertheless, very popular with the public, and on every trip out she gets a full freight of passengers. On this occasion every berth had its occupant, and in the second saloon alone there were 80 passengers. The total number of passengers on board was about 350, so that we formed quite a little colony in our snug home upon the waters. The accom- modation the Chimborazo possesses is excellent. The first saloon is elegant in its furniture and ap- pointments the second saloon offered every com- fort which an ordinary individual like myself would desire; and, considering the amount of passage money paid by tiia third and steerage passengers, it may with justice be stated that the accommodation provided for them is exceedingly good. It is by thus studying the comfort of passengers that the Orient Steam Navigation Company has earned the high reputation it now enjoys as the principal car- rying company to Australia. The fleet of boats belonging to the company is almost unsurpassed, and the best of its steamers, the Austral and the Orient, have traversed the distance to the Anti- podes in 33 and 35 days. The average passage is tO days, but it is probable the time will come when it will be reduced to about a month. This, however, will depend upon the growth of the trade, which at present is not very remunerative. The Orient is now the best, the fastest, and the cheapest line to Australia. Its boats run to and fro every fortnight, and it carries far more pas- sengers than any of its rivals. The route it takes is through the Suez Canal and the Red Sea, and passengers are afforded an opportunity of landing at Naples, Port Said, and Aden. It was in consideration of all these circumstances tliat I decided to sail by this line, and now the voyage is over I do not hesitate to recommend others to adopt the same course. But I must proceed with'my narrative. On the Wednesday on which I embarked a tremendous gal set in and to the satisfaction of everybody on board we did not sail that day, as was expected. This samegaleems to have extended its ravages to Cardiff, for a friend of mine from whom I haye since received a communication informs me that "while returning from chapel she was nearly blown awa." There was wind, rain. thunder, and lightning, and after she went to bed it seemed as though the house must be blown down by tlk) violence of the storm. She did not sleep that night, and as I know she is of a somniferous disposition I conclude that the condition of things was very bad indeed. Despite the turbulence of the elements, I did sleep and when I awoke on the following day I found that the vessel was under weigh, and that our anchorage ground was well out of sight. The day was fine, and the trip down to Dover was pleasant. After that a change took place. We got into a heavy sea, all our jollity left us, and we beat an ignominious retreat into the farthest corner of our berths, where we performed sundry involun- tary feats of internal gymnastics. When I say we, I mean the majority of us. I was one of the minority. The weather had not improved when we reached Plymouth late on the Friday afternoon, and we all began to quiver and quake at the prospect of a rough passage across the dreaded Ray of Biscay. Having taken passengers and cargo aboard, we hove anchor again on the Saturday morning. A squall was then blowing, and even inside the breakwater there was a heavy roli on. A small boat we had in tow was washed by the waves, and a boy who was husv baling the water out screamed with terror. The skipper then became excited, cut the rope, and said he would not go any further to please the best man upon the earth. And it seemed to me that he exercised a very wise dis- cretion. The Chimborazo began to pitch as though she were a mere cutter as soon as she was outside the breakwater and when we got weil into the Channel we found to our consternation that we were in the very thick of a terrific storm. The waves ran mountains high, and when our good ship dived down into the trough of the sea the water seemed to be above us ready to sweep over us and engulph us in its hidden depths. At intervals our deck forwards, or at port or starboard, would be swept by some huge billow, and only the sailors could keep their legs on its declivitous planks. The scene was grand and impressive, but as we progressed the vioience of the gale increased, and our reflections on the rugged beauty of the picture presented to us were superseded by fear at the danger to which we were exposed. The night came, and who shall forget that night ? I was not disturbed by any abnornal operations within, nor did I personally suppose mvseif to be in any position of great peril. But as I lay in my berth and listened to the fury of the elements outside, and the cries of women and children, and the crashing of glasses and crockery inside, I was over- come by a feeling of awe such as I had never ex- perienced before. We got through the night somehow. Morning brought no improvement in the weather; and only a few persons left their berths to partake of the meats which, with the aid of the fiddles," were served in the saloon as usual. I was one of the few, and it was with great diffi- culty I succeeded in preventing my dishes from upsetting their contents into my lap, and scalding me with hot porridge or tea. During the whole of the day the saloon was almost deserted. No ser- vice was held and in the evening when an attempt was made to sing a few hymns the accompanist, an old lady, who afterwards received the sobriquet of Mrs. Mood}-, was pitched from her stool, and bumped first against one side of the ship and then against the other. She lay on the floor in a con- fused mass, looking very much like a heap of dis- membered limbs; and she had to be carried into her berth and subjected to the influence of such powerful stimulants as brandy. The storm con- tinued throughout the night, and it was impossible to sleep owing to the rolling of the ship and the hideous combination of noises caused by the creak- ing of the timbers, the falling of tins and earthen- ware, and the hurried movacnents of seamen on deck. en Monday a temporary relaxation from the experiences of the preceding two days was enjoyed, and the passengers re- gained some of their wonted cheerfulness. During the night, however, the weather was as bad as ever and it was not until the following day. when we got out of the Bay of Biscay, that the storm entirely left us. On Wednesday we found ourselves off the coast. of Portugal, and in the after- noon we sighted land on our port bow. t'nder r clear blue sky, the smooth sea and the rugged coast line gave us a beautiful and interesting panorama to look upon as we sped through the water; and it was with beaming faces the passen- gers met on deck to congratulate each other on the very happy change which had taken place. Land continued in sight throughout Thursday, and on the evening of that day we entered the Straits of Gibraltar. It was dark when we passed the Rock but with the aid of glasses I could see the outlines of the huge mass rising high above the water. On Friday we sighted what I took to be the Baleares Islands; and after passing these we saw nothing but the wide expanse of calm blue water until early on Sunday morning, when we passed the Island of Sardinia. On Sun- day service was conducted morning and evening by a clergyman who was on board and, in con- nection with the evening service, which took place in the second salonn, your humble servant was entrusted with the important duty of organising a choir. We all enjoyed that day. The sea was as peaceful as a river there was not a cloud in the rich canopy of the heavens, and everybody was in good health and excellent spirits at the expecta- tion of the morrow, when we were to drop anchor in the beautiful Bay of Naples. On the Monday we all rose early. When I went on deck the Chim- borazo was just preparing to lower her chains. I had heard the saying, See Naples and die," and my anticipations concerning the place were, therefore, very great. And the scene from the water was very pretty. There, stretching along the shores of the bay, and ascending the verdant slopes of the adjacent heights, was the city. On the east was the mountain of Vesuvius, its cone rising above an encircling cloud, and giving forth smoke and flame in just sufficient volume to be visible, while on the west were the picturesque summits of Posiiipo, the whole forming a panorama of remarkable grandeur and beautv. With all this I was delighted but when I went ashore and saw the town I was disappointed in the extreme. With the exception of the Cathedral, tbo churches, and the palaces, &c., the buildings display no architectural taste. They are very'tall, averaging from five to six storeys, and have flat roofs, which are turned into domestic I shrubberies, to which the inmates resort to enjoy the breeze. The streets are narrow, and not very clean. They are obstructed by booths a.nd stalls, I and at the time of my visit were crowded with sellers, buyers, idlers, asses, mules, vehicles, &c. Of course, I w-as not able to do more than run round the town and glance at its streets as I went along. I should have liked to have prolonged my stay in order that I might have extended my pere- grinations to the environs of tiie city, where the tomb of Virgil, the excavated ruins of Herculanaeum and Pompeii, the remains of Roman temples, palaces, villas, &c., are to be seen. When I re- turned to the ship I found its decks crowded with persons offering ornaments, fruit, baskets, &c., for sale. Alongside were the divers in their boats. They brought up with remarkable skill and rapidity any money thrown into the water; and between them and the vendors of wares we had abundant food for amusement up to the time the anchor was weighed. It was one o'clock p m. when we left Naples for the Suez Canal. During the whole of the day we kept the coast of the classic land of Italy in sight, and when we rose on the fol- lowing morning we were in the Straits of Messina, with the Island of Sicily and the snow-capped summit of Mount Etna close bv on our starboard bow. After this we saw no land until we reached Port Said on Friday, February 8. On the previous evening—Thursday—we gave our first concert in the second saloon, the arrangements for which were made a by committee of which I wag a member. The saloon was decorated with flags, and the entertainment, at which there was a large attendance of first and second class passengers, was a success. We stopped at Port Said to coal, and as soon as we got into the harbour we were surrounded by lighters filled with gaunt, raaed. looking negroes and Arabs, who formed the gang of tippers, and came prepared to run the coaJ on board. And they did their work in splendid style, carryiD2; the coal on board in baskets, and tipping it into the bold with an amount of smartness and agility which would astonish some of the big, strong men who earn their living in tbe same wav in the ancient town of Cardiff. I went ashore' at Port Said. It is a small place, built on stuff excavated from the Suez Canal, to the construction of which it owes its origin. Its population consists of Europeans and Arabs, who live in separate por- tions of the town, and are quite different in their habits and modes of life. The houses are built of bnck and wood, and the majority of them are small and dirty. There is no efficient system of drainage, and'the smell in the lower quarters is almost unbearable. A great deal of gambling is carried on in the casinos and cafes, and the morality of the population appears to be down at zero, while the authorities place no check upon them which is of any use. I am referring now to the European quarter: of the Arabian quarter I cannot say very much; it is a collection of miserable little huts, standing on a bed of sand, which, in the condition I saw it, united the mud and filth of a quagmire with the stench and impurity of a dunghill. Mary Ann-street is some- thing aristocratic and grand compared -.viti1 the principal thoroughfare of this kennel of humanity. Strangers visit it, but the fetid atmosphere blunts their curiosity, and they soon depart. I walked around this portion of the town, followed by several small boys who wanted to carry my baby ] —for I was accompanied by wife and child—to show me the sights, or to do anything at all by which they could make a claim upon me for } backshish." The mosque was the focus of at- traction to me. It is a large wooden building very much like a stable or barn in its external appearance. There is nothing to denote its character as a place of worship with the excep- tion of a minaret; and the approach to it is what an Englishman would call a slum. The in- terior consists of a spacious hall. It has no seats or decorations, but at the south-east end there are a pulpit for the Iman and a reading desk from which the Koran is recited to the people. In the direction in which the holy city of Mecca lies there is a niche, towards which the faithful are required to look when they pray. The door of the mosque was open, and I was enabled to see all that was going on within. The time was afternoon and there was then a number of Arabs kneeling on the floor of the sacred building engaged in their devotions. They seemed to be earnest and very devout; and one could not gaze on the scene with- out being impressed with the feeling that, however meaningless and absurd was the worship of these men, there was some reality in it. When an Arab came to the mosque he took his boots off before he entered the door. Tlien he walked to a courtyard in which there was a well of very dirty water, and in this he washed his hands and feet, rinsed his mouth, and performed any other ablutions he might consider to be necessary. Having thus cleansed his skin he anointed himself with oil, and passed within the sacred precincts, where he went down on his knees and began to mutter his prayers, bending his head to the ground at in- tervals. I watched the worshippers for some time, and they did not, seem to mind my presence. But when my wife put her foot on to the step of the door an ugly Arab turned round sharply, and said in good English," You must not put your foot in here or you will suffer everlasting punishment." The threat of everlasting punishment was too much for even a woman's curiosity to withstand. and she withdrew, feeling as though the sulphuric flames were already beginning to gather around her. Before returning to the Chimborazo I had the pleasure of hearing the Egyptian military band play in the square in the European quarter. I thought these Egyptians had the appearance of useful soldiers; but since reading the reports of the disgraceful defeats sustained by the Khedive's troops in the Soudan I have entertained towards them only feelings of profound contempt.

PECULIARITIES OF WELSH POETRY According to an old Cymric Triad, "There are three artifices of poetry and record amongst the nation of the Kymry: Gwyddon Ganhebon, who first in the world invented vocal song; and Hu the Mighty, who first invented the means of recording and preserving vocal song; and Tydan, the father of the muse, who first gave rules to vocal song and a system of recording. From what these three men effected bards and Bardism were derived; the dignities and customs pertaining to which were arranged systematically by the three original Alon,' and Three ranks or orders constituted what was called bardae, or bardism that of bard or poet, that of ovydd or philosopher, and that of druid or instructor. The motto of this institution was, Y Gwir yn erbyn y bvd" (The truth against the worid), from which it would appear that bardism was instituted for the purpose of propagating truth. Bardism, or as it is generally, though im- properly styled, Druidism, was the fount of in- struction, moral and religious, in Britain and in Gaul. The vehicle by which instruction, or, as it was probably termed truth, was propagated, was poetry. The bard wrought the philosophy of the ovydd into song, and the druid or instructor, who was also minister of such religion as the Celts and Cymry possessed, whatever that was, communi- cated to his pupils the result of the labours of the bard and ovydd. The Druidical verses then pro- bably constituted the most ancient poetry of Britain. These verses were communicated orally, and were never written down vhiist bardism or Druidism lasted, though the bards at a very early period were acquainted with the use of letters. Whether any genuine bardic poetry has been preserved, it is impossible to say; it is the opinion, however, of Cymric scholars of reputation that certain ancient strains which the Welsh possess, which are composed in a measure called Enolyn milicr, are either Druidical strains or imitations of such. Each of these compositions is in three lines; the entire pith. however of the triplet, generally consisting of a moral adage or a piece of wholesome advice, lies in the third line, the first two being composed of trivial and unconnected expressions. Many of these stanzas are called the stanzas of "The Mountain Snow," from the circum- stance of their commencing with Eiray Mynydd," which has that signification. The three lines rhyme together at their terminations and a species of alliteration is observable throughout. A word or two here on Cymric rhyme and measures. In Welsh poetry rhyme is found in a two-fold shape. There is alliteration, that is rhyme produced by the same letters fol- lowing each other at certain distances in the body of the line; then there is the common rhyme, pro- duced by two or more lines terminating with the same letters. In the older Welsh poetry, by which we mean that composed before the termina- tion of the first millennium, both rhyme and alliteration are employed, but in a less remarkable manner than in the bardic effusions of compara- tively modern times. The extent to which the bards of the middle ages, and those of one or two subsequent centuries, carried rhyme and allitera- tion seems marvellous to the English versifier. We English think we have accomplished a great feat In rhyme when we have made three lines consonant in their terminations but "Dafydd Benfras," or David of the Thick Head," would make 50 lines rhyme together, and not think that be had accom- plishea anything remarkable in rhyming either. Our English alliterative triumph is the following I line composed by a young lady in the year 1800, on the occasion of a gentleman of the name of Lee planting a lane with lilacs :— Let lovely lilacs line Lee's lonely lane! in which, not only every word, but everv syllable commences with the same letter—1. But what is this English alliterative triumph of the voung lady compared with the Welsh alliterative triumph of Dafydd Nanmawr, who wrote a poem of twelve lines, every syllable of which commences with the letter g, with the exception of the la.st, which begins with n! The earliest Cymric, or British metre, seems to have been a triban or triplet, in each line of which there were in general six syllables. The bards of the sixth, seventh, and several succeeding centuries used i this metre, and likewise others, invented by them- selves, in which the lines are of various length. There was no regular system of prosody till the year 1120, when one WIiS established under the auspices of (Ti-ufydd ap Cynan, Prince of Gwynedd. ThisAp Cynau, who, though of Welsh origin, was born in Dublin, and educated at the Danish-Irish i Court, was passionately fond of poetry, and was j not only well acquainted with that of the British bards, but with the strains of Icelandic skalds and i, Irish fileas. Shortly after his accession to the throne of Gwynedd, of which he was the rightful heir, he proclaimed an Eisteddfod, or poetical sessions. At this Eisteddfod, which was numerously attended by poets of various nations, a system of prosody was drawn up by competent persons, at his instigation, for the use of the Welsh, and estab- lished by his authority. This system, in which Cymric, Icelandic, and Irish forms of verse are blended and amalgamated, has, with a few unim- portant variations, maintained its ground to the present tune. It contains three primary measures, termed respectively, englyn, cywydd, I and aiodl. Of the englyn there are five kinds, of the cywydd four; and of the i awdl fifteen. Each particular species of englyn, cywydd, and awdl has its appropriate name, which it is needless to give here. These three primary I metres, with their modifications, make together twenty-four measures, which embrace the whole system of Welsh versification, in which, as somebody has observed, each line, word, and letter are so harmonised by consonancy, chained so accurately, woven so cJoselv and cor- rectly, that it is impossible to extract one word or even letter without causing a hideous gap. Who- ever has ventured to compose out of these measures since the time of their establishment has been considered by the Welsh scholar as unworthy of the name of poet.—Quarterly Review.

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06 Deigryc Merch.n y diweddarloan Fronydd Stem bridge, Morgan wg.—Yr oedd loan Fronydd yn fardd llednais a gwveh, o'j awen yn diferu gan pathos ffein bob amser. Y mae y" Lieigrvn Merch" a I!.vhoeddir genym yn bresenol yn br8wf o'I' peth a ddywedwn. Yr oeåd loan hefyd, fel ej awen, yn foneddwr llednais a didwvli; ac nid fel rhywrai 8 geir y dvddiau hyn, yn ciiwareu r bradwr diegwyddor. Ymaith o r cytryw r w 11e cvduaws do phriodol; dyma. y dosparth adcasaf 0 fodau "D mhlith dynolry"W"; ac yr ydym yn synu at gy<3wvbod v rhai byn ei bod yn u1cdru eu goddef i drawsfuddianu lleoedd a seiylliaoedd urddasol a chysegredig Isid 08S dim gras yn y cyfryw, yn wir. Anerchiad i Faban Gwilym Wyn.Gac Nathan ¡ Twrch,-Ffrnethbert a difyrus iawn. EtlO-Ga.n David Ifor DaV1es (Dyffrynfardd), Trebanos Grammar School.-Difyrus a chwareus, yn wir; cvnghantddion cywrain a syniadau gogleisiol iawn. Etto-Gan Henry Morgan,-Tlws iawn, yn wir. Anerchiad ar Enedigaeth Mebyn Gwiiym Wyn." Gan loan Arlw.dd.-Mae yn anhawdd cael cyfres 0 anerchiadau tlysach, Ifraethach, a hapusach nag eiddo y pedwar bardd byn, i febyn Gwiiym Wyn. Rhagor 0 bethau pert fei y rhai hyn eydd eisieu; mae y bechgyn yn feistri holiol ar y farddoniaetb serio-comic. Da I'bagorol, melus, in oes etW. j"Ansicrwvdd Einioes. "-Gan Henry Morgan.— Englyn pert niyfeddoi. Llinell g&mpus. Ag edau fain gwewyd fi.Y mae yr englyn drwyddo yo iiynod 0 addvsgiadol a gwinon- eddol. Y Ft"nwent.Ga.n Dewi He,ulweD. farddonol, YD lla WD 0 pathos ac adfvfyrior dwys, cvdweddol, a cliydnaws a natur ddûrifa y testyn. "Yr Ysgol SabbolhoL"-Ga.n Dewi HeulweD. Engiynion pur dda. 1" mae Dewi yn gy ngha.n. eddwr eywir a chywrain ac yn ddrychtedd' yhwr campus yn amI. "Judas y .Hradwr.Gan Dewi Heulwen etto.- Engiynion erytion 8e ysgythrog, ac yn cynwys lhai symadau tarawiauoi iawn. Da., Dewi, WOt8 etto.

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Ha: fangrt d liffatiaeth, yn wir rhaid cyfaddef, Cyd-ol"woo<i mll.t"r uchei oludog n'r tlawd, A hwythau r gormeswyr a'l' rhai ru'n dyoddet, Sydd vma n t1w8.sLaà-YIl gnyaiau 0 tuawd Mae'r oil yù ui iatoQ neb UII oiwg oej¡¡.ia., Ymhoiaf .111 ryw UIl i ddweyd yn felldig<Úd, Fa fatb orucuwvliaeth yw eysgu beb enaid ? Ona oter iydd huli, alJl1,u,o vw'r UHi.wd. Ah: mangre vw'r fynweiu YJJ llawn (J heirddf",ini, A'u teg dwtvd cynwys pob cell, Mae eto yr )"< a'j hoesaw, wyrddiestj., Fd pe yn rhyw gvsgod u'r bylhol wiad well; Ac er iiiwi marwoiueb, ante mil inyrdd o nodau Yn agor II. cliauad o aingyicn v bttla¡¡.u, Bhai blanwyu 0 gariad—cueiaiwyu a dagrau Gau riaiuL drydieuig 0 agas Ii ¡.>hcl. o fynweut alarus ca; ynddi"r Îam beunydd liwch beadrod ei pmenlyn, eyll yn iiwyr— Mewn dwyster annriiaethol (;0f ew i lirnafydd Am wei'd :.I.l1farwOlàel.>, mae'r. 1\10 Lyà hwvr Olid Ha gweial fort-u claw r meirwuu n;u bedoau, Gadewir y lynwent y cydd angau, A phawb gam tarn eyfui n, ál1t YIlI&it.h y n rhengau* Ae yna y daaear a dodda tei cwyr. Ynyshn DEWI H YR YSGOL SABBOTHOL. Athrofa ddoeth ryfedd Y1lV-ein hysgol, Gymwynasgar ydyw Yu mhurdeb hon mae'r Duw byw A.'I Jywud1"ll,6tu ddiiedryw. Mae hon yn cy1iym hybarch Robert &ikt:5 Yli canJ "11- Ei chamrau a'i dyn. Duw eiiwaith 11Ofta'l delvn. 1\i ddeil hon brudd elyniäeth-nac arswyd* Qlla gwersi 0 fawrfaet,h, Lewyrch, a chynvrcb. Ii chwaeth, A byd o'r iawn wybodaeth. Tuedda'n all!leNvdJol,- ei deiliaid Hwylub sy'n wirfoddol; A'i dofn addvsg ddefnyddiol Drwy ein at sy'n ddidroi'n 01. I dir iach rhai bach 0'1' byd-i afael Creiydd Uuu a gytyu ,J.. rherigoedd ar goedd i gyd 1 lawrauysg dig..rier<1dpl. Gwvlaidd weis i'r Arglwydd uthr iawn Feit hriu* an dysgu Tn y gwirionedd baer grynu, Arweinvdd erch hardd uffrl1 ddu. Dawi REVLWK* JUDAS Y BRADWR. Eradwr dwyfol briodas-a mat) dieifl Yn ml.wb duli àCl J uOas Trodd eigefu ar drelu rhad ;as Er rhoi dyrnod I r devruas. Ond diwyrni oedd Teyrnas-V Ceidwad Mawr cadarn ac addas • Myg hèr .hod'i yn ugrym ei aras 1 r melldlgedlg Juda, Ci^d,Wr' ^lls cuddiedig-ydoedd, RhwydairBendigedig;" T&n elr^-s fu'i gusan gau AI erum r i'ryuwr ullig. Doeth oesau'n gymdeitha.wr.-tÆ:by&i1. Beb agwetia bradycliwr ryfedd oedd i'r ufudd Wr -fryw & rbodio gyd& i Imdwr. 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