or which he has especially benefited, and which might be introduced at home with honour to the dead and advantage to the living; for who looks at an illustration without desiring to know the story it refers to? and knowing it (being rightly told, and a grand one), who can set limits to its effects?

There is the sea, still lined with foam along the beach, sounding at this distance not much louder than the faint echo of it in the great conch shells on the old chimney-piece at home, to which I used to listen with delighted wonder when I grew tall enough to lay my ears to them. The moon is up-the fair broad harvest-moon, and, from the horizon almost to the shore, bridges the sea with beams of light that seem to dance and ripple on its surface. Over this bridge a solitary boat occasionally passes; a spectrallooking ship, far out at sea; or a returning fishing-smack, steering for the red light in front of the old town, which looks, at a little distance, like an ambitious apothecary's bottle.

tings, with their members, are wont to give their

cloth so had to the church of St. Richard of

The

It is very curious, with our present naval armaments, to imagine the period when the seven ships furnished by the Cinque Ports, each manned with twenty-one men and a boy, could have been deemed a sufficient force to oppose to an invading enemy, unless the banner of the warrior-angel St. Michael, under which they sailed, had something to do with their efficiency. Yet the system, begun by the Romans and continued by the Saxons, was considered sufficiently imposing by Duke William not only to be maintained under a Lord Warden of the Cinque Ports, but to be rewarded with special and great privileges.

Thus we find Hastings free of buyers and sellers, exempted from tolls in other markets, but privileged to demand them in its own.

It had right of blood-wite and fled-white-i.e. to punish bloodshed, and such as flee from justice. It rejoiced in the possession of tumbril, pillory, and cucking-stool; the names of which are not so obsolete but that their uses are known. The right of infangtheof and outfangtheof (which being interpreted, means the power to punish thieves, whether natives or foreigners) also appertained to the town; and the privilege of Mundbreich-i. e. to raise mounds or banks on any man's ground, to prevent the breaches of the sea. Farther, it had right of all waifs (lost goods) and strays (i. e. wandering cattle) if not claimed within twelvemonths and a day; and of flotsam, goods floating on the sea; and jetsam, goods cast out of ships in a storm; and wilsam, goods driven on shore when no wreck or ship is visible-goods of God's mercy, as they

Ports.

How could Elia talk of "doing dreary penance at Hastings?" I love the heterogeneous, altogether conventional company no better than he did; I should have preferred it in its primitive shape-a fair and honest fishing town, and no more; but being what it is, "the resort of stock-brokers, and Amphitrites of the town, and misses who coquet with Ocean," it is still possible to extract rich fancies from it, to throw the mind back through long centuries of changing times and characters and actions, till, with the same watery foreground spread before me, I exchange the shadowy vision of the Conqueror's galleys, for the present phenomenon of the

Great Eastern," which has just passed across the bridge of moonlight, looking like the ghost of many ships, her six masts lifting themselves against the September sky, and her black hull looming gigantic, as never ship of human build did before.

Telescopes and opera-glasses have been brought to bear on her an hour ago. I prefer not to distinguish her, but to look at her dimly, through such a misty, abstract medium as Turner would have cast around her, had he pictured her

* Moss's History of Hastings.

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Cast on with the white wool twohundred stitches, and do twelve rows, knitting and purling them alternately. The thirteenth (which will be a knitted row) must be done thus :-Knit 2, X m 1, k 2 t, X repeat to the end. Purl the next row, knit the following, and purl the next. The seventeenth, knit 1, m 1, k2tx. Repeat to the end. Purl the next row, knit the following, and purl the next. Join on the coloured wool. With a finer knitting-needle take up the loops of the sixth row, on the wrong side, and with every stitch of the next row take off also one of these loops. Purl the next row, and then do a stripe of Pyrenees diamondknitting, about 3 inches wide.

PYRENNEES DIAMOND-KNITTING is done thus-1st row: X m 1, sl. 1, k 2, pass the slip-stitch over, X repeat to the end. 2nd, 4th, and 6th rows purled.

3rd row: K 2, x m 1, sl. 1, k 2, pass the slip-stitch over, X repeat as often as possible, and then knit the remainder.

5th row: K1, X m 1, sl 1, k 2, pass the slip-stitch over, X repeat to the end, when knit 2.

These six rows form one complete pattern, and must be repeated.

When sufficient is done, join on the white wool, and repeat backwards the white part. The first white row should be a purled one; and after three you do the open row; after three more the next, then six, after which join on to the loops of the first white row after the coloured stripe; then do sufficient alter- | nate purling and knitting, to meet the other side, and so entirely line the open part. The two edges of the white, the casting on, and casting off rows, must be run evenly together, and the ends drawn up, ready for the tassels.

The back of the rigolette is something in the form of a half-handkerchief. With the white wool, cast on 100 stitches, and do the first part, with six only instead of twelve rows. You then, with the first coloured row, join on the casting-on loops. The rest is done in the Pyrennees diamond knitting, with coloured wool, decreasing the stitch at the end of each of the first twenty rows, and then two stitches each time, until you have done enough to fall from the crown of the head down to the neck.

Sew this to the front, rather full, so as to fall

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The rigolette is trimmed with velvet balls, made by winding a sufficient number of strands of wool, of both colours, into a large skein, and

tying them securely, at an inch apart, with No. 2 Evans's Boar's Head Cotton. Then cut the wool, equidistant between every two ties; and, if required, shave the balls to make them even; this, however, ought not to be needed. Small balls, for the trimmings, want about 50 strands; and half as many again for the tassels.

They are strung on the crochet silk, from point to point round the face, so that one ball rests opposite every alternate point. The back and other edge of the front have them festooned, 5 on every string. A knot is made on the silk, before each ball is put on, to prevent it from slipping.

The tassels in the engraving are of three strands, with four balls on each; but if there were four, and all drawn through a larger one for a heading, it would be still handsomer. The very becoming nature of this head-dress-the merry espiègle look it gives to many faces was doubtless the origin of its name. My pattern is, I believe, the most becoming and elegant of AIGUILLETTE. the kind.

This design is so simple, and so easily worked, yet so effective when done, that we feel sure it will be generally approved. In No. 3 beads it will work out of a suitable size for a note or cigar-case; with No. 2 beads and coarser canvas (No. 19), it will make a small blotting-book. The border-which is a single line, except at the corners-should be in light ruby, and the space between it and the pattern filled-in with transparent white beads. The principal design is in three shades of blue, the outside one being the

CHAP. IV.

On Thalhofer's arrival at home he discovered a stranger seated on the stone-bench in his room, apparently asleep; at all events his head was reposing upon the table, and he did not stir as the joiner entered. Not till Matthew had taken hold of the stranger's arm did he raise himself: the bright moonlight falling upon his features enabled Mat to recognize the features of Nathaniel.

The wanderer, who had been in former years familiar with the house, finding a side-window left partly open, had climbed into the room in which he was now awaiting his friend.

The cunning adventurer had seen pretty clearly that Valpi would oppose his schemes, he had determined upon being beforehand with her, and had never stirred from the spot till Mat came home. Nat, voluble with the most friendly asseverations, introduced all sorts of youthful reminiscences into his conversation, throwing in an occasional word about his wealth, at the same time striking his hand upon his bagful of gold. Mat met him halfway; his gloomy state of mind, his mortallywounded vanity, his love for Valpi and his desire to offer her the prospect of a brighter future than that which lay before them at home, now that his disappointed hopes had blighted it for ever the troubles which oppressed his breast, and the longing which he felt to communicate them to a fellow-creature-all these several causes conspired to make his welcome of his early companion a warm one, with his innermost thoughts at the tip of his tongue.

A tallow-candle was soon burning at the edge of the table, whilst Nat industriously circulated his spirit-flask between himself and his comrade. Matthew established himself on the edge of the bed; on a bench near him sat the talkative Nat. California was his pass-word, as his loquacious bombast conjured up Paradisaic visions in the poor joiner's soul. Matthew's blood coursed with quicker pulsation through his veins, and the idea of such felicity rekindled in his heart a desire for life he threw off his neck-cloth and waistcoat, and stared before him with longing eyes, and almost suspended breath, as he surrendered himself entirely to the magic words of his friend. The joiner was too exhausted by the excitement of the day to interrupt the tempter often, and Nat did not hesitate to inflame his friend's fancy more and more, until at length his head fell back heavily upon the leathern bolster of the bed.

Nat, having made himself a tolerable couch of the arm-chair near to him, soon fell into a most refreshing sleep. Not so the joiner, breathing uneasily; his forehead damp with a cold sweat.

Matthew tossed about on his bed, his mind a prey to a series of imaginings, now seductive, now repulsive in their tendency. At one time mountains of gold rose up before him; but no sooner did he grasp them in his hands than the metal escaped through his fingers, like the retreating waves. With breathless haste he next gave chase to the shining golden mountain; but alas! he could not reach it, and sank down again with parched throat, beneath the burning sun. Anon he stood once more in the mountaindepths, digging out eagerly, with bleeding fingers, great masses of gold from the black rock. With a fiendish joy he filled his sacks, and bore them panting to the light of day; but as he opened them to feast his eyes upon their brilliancy, there fell from them nothing but quartz and pebbles, and some bits of dirty, polished wood. At one moment he hugged millions to his contented breast; in the next, savages robbed him of his treasures, and plunged their daggers into his panting heart. With bruised limbs, feeling weak and chilly, he was sitting up thoughtfully upon his bed, as the rays of the morning lighted up his cottage, looking enviously at Nat, who, in the conscious possession of happiness, was snoring like a pig, in the arm-chair.

"With pilgrim's staves, we wander forth
To seek a brighter shore;

But wealthy men we all shall be

When we come home once more !" These words were soon distinctly audible to Matthew, sung by a full chorus of men in the street below, and at once aroused the lighthearted Nat, whilst the former listened but dreamily to the song which had for him so deep a meaning. The band, numbering about twenty men, stopped in front of Thalhofer's cottage, and Wolfgang Schlan stood before the joiner with a friendly recognition. The latter opened the window, and seeing many of his old acquaintance standing without, endeavoured to induce them to come in.

Loys (Aloys), of Ischl; Seppel, the surveyor, from Altmünster; Andrew and Peter, from Hallstadt, were amongst them-Matthew's best friends; better off than himself in some respects, and yet they were singing merrily in their march to the new world. Absurd antics, merry songs, and all kinds of jokes followed each other in quick succession, whilst Matthew sat silently in the room, with an uneasy and undecided heart, advised and invited by all parties to set off with them, the inexhaustible Nat being of course the chief spokesman amongst them.

Whilst Mat still sat hesitating, and doubting whether or no to accept the offer, his early friend wound up his speech as follows:

"Look here, Mat, I know very well where the