to one of his new friends, who had helped to make his stay pleasant, and was sorely "And I shall regretting his departure. bring with me some very old friends of mine, who will enjoy it as much as I shall myself." And he planned, and even made preliminary arrangements, for a house to be taken, and an establishment formed, where the minister, Helen, and indeed all the Cardross family if they chose, might find a hospitable home for the ensuing winter season. "And how they will like it!" said he, in talking it over with Malcolm one day. "How the minister will bury himself in old libraries, and Miss Cardross will admire the grand shops and the beau tiful views! And how the boys will go skating on Dunsappie Loch, and golfing over Bruntsfield Links! Oh, we'll make them all so happy!" added he—with pleasure shining in those contented eyes, which drew half their light from the joy that they saw, and caused to shine, in the eyes around him. It was after many days of fatiguing travel that Lord Cairnforth reached the ferry, opposite Cairnforth. There the Castle stood, just as he had left it, its white front gleaming against the black woods- then yellow and brown with autumn but now only black, or with a faint umber shadow running through them, preparatory to the green of spring. Between, lay the beautiful loch - looking ten times more beautiful than ever to long months. it for many How it danced and dimpled as it had done before the squall in which the Earl's father was drowned, and as it would do, many a time again, after the fashion of these lovely, deceitful lochs, and of many other things in this world. 66 Oh, Malcolm, it's good to be at home!" said the Earl, as he gazed fondly at his white Castle-walls, at the ivy gable end of covered kirk, and the Edinburgh, but it was far happy in sweeter to come back to the dear old friends that loved him. He seemed as if he had never before felt how dear they were, and how indispensable to his happiness. nobody knows we are coming? I wished to go down at once to the Manse, and surprise them all." "Ye'll easy do that, my Lord, for there's naebody in sight but Sandy the ferryman, wha little kens it's the Earl himsel he's keepit waiting sae lang." "And how 's a' wi' ye, Sandy?" said Lord Cairnforth, cheerily when the old man was rowing him across. "All well at home at the Castle-the Manse, and "Ay, my Lord. She gaed awa; — it's just twa days sin syne. She was sair vexed to leave Cairnforth, and minister." "Leave her father?" the "A man maun leave father and mither and cleave unto his wife the Scrip The Earl was sitting in the stern of the ferry-boat, alone; no one being near him but Sandy, and Malcolm, who had taken taken the second oar. Το old Sandy's communication he replied not a word asked not a single question |