I will consider life as a long feast, and not forget to say grace." FROM ANOTHER LETTER.
"-- --Allan has written to me--you know, he is on a visit at his old tutor's in Gloucestershire--he is to return home on Thursday--Allan is a dear boy--he concludes his letter, which is very affectionate throughout, in this manner-- "'Elinor, I charge you to learn the following stanza by heart-- "'The monarch may forget his crown, That on his head an hour hath been; The bridegroom may forget his bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen; "'The mother may forget her child, That smiles so sweetly on her knee: But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And all that thou hast done for me." "'The lines are in Burns--you know, we read him for the first time together at Margate--and I have been used to refer them to you, and to call you, in my mind, _Glencairn_,--for you were always very good to me.

I had a thousand failings, but you would love me in spite of them all.

I am going to drink your health.'" I shall detain my reader no longer from the narrative.
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