'ARTHUR N. MARTINDALE,'




CHAPTER 2



She's less of a bride than a bairn,
She's ta'en like a colt from the heather,
With sense and discretion to learn.

A chiel maun be patient and steady
That yokes with a mate in her teens.
Woo'd and Married and A'

JOANNA BAILLIE


A gentleman stood waiting at the door of a house not far from the
Winchester barracks.

'Is my brother at home, James?' as the servant gave a start of surprise
and recognition.

'No, sir; he is not in the house, but Mrs.--; will you walk in? I hope
I see you better, sir.'