Whereupon, with an air of melancholy resignation, the young lady said, "Then we can never more be friends!" and therewith flitted forth.
A small room contains some admirable bits of the work of Richard Doyle, among other things a weird and grotesque, but charming cartoon of an elfish procession passing through a quaint and picturesque mediaeval city.

It is a _conte fantastique_ in colour--a marvel of affluent fancy and masterly skill.
I found here this morning letters calling me over to Paris for a short time, and one also from Mr.Davitt, in London, explaining that my note to him through the National League had never reached him, and that he had gone to London on his woollen business.

I have written asking him to meet me to-morrow in London, and I shall cross over to-night.
LONDON, _Wednesday, Feb.

15th._--Mr.Davitt spent an hour with me to-day, and we had a most interesting conversation.

His mind is just now full of the woollen enterprise he is managing, which promises, he thinks, in spite of our tariff, to open the American markets to the excellent woollen goods of Ireland.