interest with which either young markswoman regarded the success of the other. Lucy had, as she declared, by accident, once lodged her arrow in the bull's eye, and was as far before Frances as Frances was before the rest. But Lucy, although the favourite candidate, seemed less eager for the triumph than her more timid friend, and turned gladly to other subjects.

"You are admiring my beautiful dress, Mr. Vernon, as well you may,” exclaimed she, as she caught his eye resting on her beautiful figure, "but it is Frances who ought to blush, for this delicate embroidery is her work and her taste; one of a thousand kindnesses which she and dear Mrs. Vernon have been showering upon me during the last six years. She did not act quite fairly by me in this matter though, for she should have allowed me, though I cannot paint with the needle as she does, to try my skill in copying her handywork, and I will, against the next meeting, although it will be only displaying my inferiority. I never saw this dress, or had a notion of it, till last night, when she was forced to send it to be tried on. You do not know your sister; but you will find her out in time. She is so timid, that sometimes she conceals her powers from those she loves best; and sometimes from mere nervousness they desert her. I am glad that she has shot so well to-day; for trifling as the object is, every thing that tends to give her confidence is of consequence to her own comfort in society. What a shot was that," continued she, as Frances's shaft lodged within the first circle; "and how ashamed she is of her own success! now you see me fail and not be ashamed of my failure:" and she shot accordingly, and did fail; and another round, with nearly equal skill on the part of Frances, and equal

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want of it on that of her friend, had reversed their situations, and put Miss Vernon at the top of the list; so that when the company adjourned to dinner, Frances was the favourite candidate, although the two young ladies were, in sporting phrase, neck and neck.

After dinner, however, when the gentlemen joined the ladies, and the sports recommenced, Miss Page was nowhere to be found. Mrs. Page, on her daughter being called for, announced to the secretary that Lucy had abandoned the contest; and on being anxiously questioned by Horace and Frances as to the cause of her absence, avowed that she could not very well tell what had become of her; but that she fancied she was gone with her father and aunt Dinah in search of the Ladye Fountain, a celebrated spring, situate somewhere or other in the seven hundred acres of fir woods, which united the fertile demesne of Oakley to another fine estate belonging to the same gentleman; a spring which aunt Dinah had remembered in her childhood, before the fir trees were planted, and had taken a strong fancy to see again. "And so Lucy," pursued Mrs. Page, has left the archery and the chance of the silver arrow; and has even run away from Miss Vernon to go exploring the woods with aunt Dinah."

"She is gone that Frances may gain the prize, sweet creature that she is!" thought our friend Horace.

Two hours after, Horace Vernon found his way through the dark and fragrant fir plantations, to a little romantic glade, where the setting sun glanced between the deep red trunks of the trees, on a clear spring, meandering over a bed of mossy turf inlaid with wild thyme, and dwarf heath, and the delicate harebell, illuminating a figure fair as a wood-nymph, seated on

the fantastic roots of the pines, with Mr. Page on one side and aunt Dinah on the other: "You have brought me good news," exclaimed Lucy springing forward to meet him: "Frances, dear Frances, has won the silver arrow?"

"I have brought you the silver arrow,” replied Horace, offering her the little prize token.

"But how can that be, when even before I declined the contest Frances had beaten me? The prize is hers and must be hers. I cannot take it, and even if it were mine it would give me no pleasure. It was her success that was my triumph. Pray take the arrow back again. Pray, pray, my dear father, make Mr. Vernon take the arrow."

"It is yours, I assure you," replied Horace, "and Frances cannot take it, because she has one just like it of her own. Did not you know that there were two prizes? One for the greatest number of good shots, which, owing probably to your secession, has been adjudged to Frances, and another for the best shot of all, which was fairly won by you. And now, my dear Mr. Page, I shall appeal to you to make your daughter take the arrow; and if she will but take heart and hand into the bargain, then shall I be the happiest man on the archery ground."

And as Lucy did not say no, we have a fair right to let our imaginations end the story as happily as we please.

HER GRACE

THE DUCHESS OF SUTHERLAND.

HARRIET - ELIZABETH - GEORGIANA, DUCHESS OF SUTHERLAND, wife of George-Granville, DUKE OF SUTHERLAND, is the third daughter of George Howard, sixth EARL OF CARLISLE.

The branch of the illustrious family of HOWARD to which this Lady immediately belongs, has emanated from Thomas Howard, fourth DUKE OF NORFOLK, son of the celebrated Henry, Earl of Surrey, by Frances, daughter of John de Vere, Earl of Oxford. His second wife was Margaret, daughter and sole heiress of Thomas, Baron Audley, of Walden, in Essex, LORD CHANCELLOR of England; and widow of the Lord Henry Dudley, John, Duke of Northumberland's younger son, who was killed at St. Quintin's, in Picardy. Lord William, the second surviving son of the last marriage, was Warden of the Western Marches, and known by the name of Bald Willy, or Belted Will Howard. In the year 1603, he was restored in blood from the attaint of his father, who had been implicated with Mary Queen of Scots. He married Elizabeth, daughter of Thomas, and sister and coheir of George, Lord Dacre, of Gillesland; in right of whom he became possessed of Naworth Castle, in the county of Cumberland, the ancient seat of Dacres; and of Henderskelfe, in Yorkshire, now the site of Castle Howard, the splendid residence of the Earls of Carlisle. By this lady he had, with other issue,