No: the choice of a name lies between the two extremes of ludicrous insignificance and oppressive renown.

For this reason I have ordered the family pedigree to be suspended on yonder wall.

Let us examine it with care, and see whether, among the Chillinglys themselves or their alliances, we can discover a name that can be borne with becoming dignity by the destined head of our house--a name neither too light nor too heavy." Sir Peter here led the way to the family tree--a goodly roll of parchment, with the arms of the family emblazoned at the top.

Those arms were simple, as ancient heraldic coats are,--three fishes _argent_ on a field _azure_; the crest a mermaid's head.

All flocked to inspect the pedigree except Mr.Gordon, who resumed the "Times" newspaper.
"I never could quite make out what kind of fishes these are," said the Rev.John Stalworth.