All the practice it needs, after some good elementary instruction, is such as meetings by summer twilight and evening firelight naturally suggest.

And as music is a universal language, we cannot but think a fine Italian duet would be as much at home in the log cabin as one of Mrs.Gore's novels.
The 6th of July we left this beautiful place.

It was one of those rich days of bright sunlight, varied by the purple shadows of large, sweeping clouds.

Many a backward look we cast, and left the heart behind.
Our journey to-day was no less delightful than before, still all new, boundless, limitless.

Kinmont says, that limits are sacred; that the Greeks were in the right to worship a god of limits.