The humble little guests then, being supplied each with a cake and some fruit, returned to their homes, quite delighted with the pleasures of the day.

Frank and the three young ladies enjoyed an hour's amusement during the late dinner; for the good-natured youth had yielded to the pressing invitation of the merry little party, and dined with them at two, to their great satisfaction, notwithstanding the declaration of some, that he was "a great tease." The great dinner was much earlier than usual, to allow of the ball, which began at seven o'clock for the convenience of the younger ones, and was continued until eleven, at which time, though he had been very happy, Louis was very tired, and could not help thinking, that, after all, a whole day of pleasure-seeking in this manner, was very fatiguing and unsatisfying.

He could hardly keep his eyes open, when Mrs.Paget seized him, and after a few compliments on his dancing, insisted upon hearing him sing "_Where the bee sucks_." Louis complied as well as he was able, and though his sleepiness robbed his song of some power, its sweetness not only satisfied the flattering lady, but a more unscrupulous auditor who stood behind him in the person of his grandfather.
"Your mother taught you to sing, Louis ?" said he.
"Miss Spencer taught me," replied Louis.
"The mechanism, perhaps, but it's your mother's teaching.
The taste, madam," said Sir George, turning to Mrs.Paget.
"Both Mr.and Mrs.Mortimer are first-rate amateurs," said Mrs.Paget.
"Mrs.Mortimer has great talent," replied Sir George; "and she has done something with this boy.

I suppose you are very fond of music, Louis ?" Louis answered in the affirmative, and Sir George added-- "I shall give you a treat.

You shall go on Sunday to A----, and hear the singing at the church there.