The Argosy . nd clear-sightedness, beingqualities that tell. Now transport yourselves to the magnificent salon of an am-bassador at Bruxelles, and overhear with me this short dialogue. Who is that graceful and beautiful woman ? asks a languidlady, of a weary and irritable aspect— I mean the one leaning onthe arm of the celebrated depute. The languid lady is Madame dHarscamp. Her husband puts uphis eye-glass, then drops it, with a sudden change on his pallid,fashionable face. That is the celebrated deputys wife, Madame Bastoigne. Yes,she was, and is, very beautiful. With a weary sigh, he lets t
The Argosy . nd clear-sightedness, beingqualities that tell. Now transport yourselves to the magnificent salon of an am-bassador at Bruxelles, and overhear with me this short dialogue. Who is that graceful and beautiful woman ? asks a languidlady, of a weary and irritable aspect— I mean the one leaning onthe arm of the celebrated depute. The languid lady is Madame dHarscamp. Her husband puts uphis eye-glass, then drops it, with a sudden change on his pallid,fashionable face. That is the celebrated deputys wife, Madame Bastoigne. Yes,she was, and is, very beautiful. With a weary sigh, he lets the eye-glass fall from his fingers, andthe air of the room being suddenly oppressive, he is glad to find him-self left alone, as the guests crowd round Lucille and her husband. The Burgomaster, from his nook in the Ardennes, looks on hisson-in-laws career with the utmost satisfaction. After all, he says, I did succeed in the great object of myambition; my daughter has married a. gentleman. 206 ABOUT Lapps. By Charles W. Wood, Author of Through Holland. IN the Lofodens Naturehaving put forth all herstrength, seems to have be-come exhausted with theeffort. No scenery be-tween these islands and theNorth Cape can comparewith them in grandeur andsublimity. You steam on-wards reluctant to leaveregions so magnificent, sodesolate and remote; form-ing a little world apart, dis-tinct and different fromanything else encounteredin these high become henceforthto the imagination lessrealities than scenes from fairyland, and memory recalls them as 0bjrdream madaedupaomf gigantic rocks peaked and pinnacled ; jaggedonttinessha™ and piercing; surrounded by gorgeous colours hue/S midmgH /ashing, jeweUed watersand e*rna1 day-?Mkt More taneible were the bays and sounds that opened up aD™»d, mn a 1 tte8 waylnto the land, and disclosed small settlementsetk^d sited mossy slopes that stood out in contrast wrth the oncl^e of the ^^^^^V^tli2ht The steamer sounde
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