Semi-weekly interior journal., 1883-08-10

Some blessed old Norman, perhaps. They
seem 70 have known most Of castle archi.
lecture. AZ present Lord Wenryss' forest.
er finds snug quarters there and the good
woman. his wife, showed ne IN one fne
old drawing room, where che keeps her
family siores; another that serves admira-
bly, for wash room, with tubs and furnace
mockine antiquity with a cruel leer; while
10 yet another, looking out over the valley
Of the Tweed from narrow window cut
through that thick wall, they had contriv.
ed a most comfortable, well.furnished sit.
ting room. In the servants hall below he
had his carpenters work bench. SIC irdnsiG
The winding stone stairway, from the one
former entrance 10 the castle 10 the top, is
still model Of symmetry and elegance, tho
worn in hollows by ten thousand times ten
thousand ascending and descending feet.
II the dumb stones could only speakl But
they can't.
Dinner, perfectly served, at l:30; followed
grape-house, admiring the luscious bunch
es not yet ripe, and the artistic conserva.
tory filed with rare flowers and plants and
unlike most glass-houses, great ornament
to the beautiful grounds, being built on a
handsome knoll, with lofty, dome. shaped
central roof, and lines Of beauty in the
lower structure around il, making IL alto
gether an exceedingly attractive addition TO
the premises. have often wondered, in
other places where money seemed 10 be no
object, that the conservatory should be re-
garded "a a necessary eye sore, tolerated
for its beautiful or luscious treasures with
in, but without possibility Of being made,
itself, an exquisite ornament to any place.
That the possibilities Of adornment. we'll.
known to exist in glass, should have been
thus ignored by the wealthy, is quite
mystery TO me. But Il is fact. Mr.. Tod
has not followed the fashion, bus "siruck
outs for himself with eminent success.
John on time again with the Irish bays,
Colin saw us out the gate and half wsy
down the hill, then returned after many
parting wags Of his plumy tail, and then
the train soon bore us swiftly away from
PEBBLES, With the remembrance still pleas
antly lingering Of one Of the most enioya-
BILE days spent in Scotland. The spirit Of
the absent master Of ST. Mary's Mount FILL
ed the household and he was there. though
also in the farrell Lammermoor Hills.
How tue il is Of all Of us that mere physical
absence only leaves a physical vacuum.
The spirit Of our presence, good or bad,
fingers where we have been. do not
know when this fact came to me more viv-
idly than last Tuesday. And then, coming
into an elegant establishment to be treated
as proprietor OF the whole, though you
have never even seen the place before, is a
new and fresh sensation, akin to the sur
prises Of the story books Of our youth,
where the hero comes upon palace ready
TO his hand and takes possession with no
better right than we had, only good ge-
nil had fitted it up for him.
An unexpected invitation took US into
Edinboro' for Bible reading Wednesday
afternoon at O'Clock, which was succeed
ed by another the next afternoon in large
room to a larger audience. | think the
dear LORD will bring something out Of il
at no distant day.
The dripping skies are pouring down
their rather unwelcome treasures as ! write
this. The hay-makers are in despair
with the continuous rain. II il be a sub
ject for gratitude (which perhaps some will
doubi) you may thank these lowering
Scottish clouds for the frequent letters from
Eskbank. But the longest lane has turn
ing and our visit to Dalkeith winds up to-
morrow. We are invited to run over to
Glasgow (but an hour and half by rail-
and make arrangements for
meeting in the suburbs in August. l think
the LORD will have us g.; then return TO
Edinboro' Tue sday and back TO London
where our dear ones patiently |
await our return from this Scottish "border
raid" Ever in Jesus, GEO.o. BARNES.