hope, teach you a little sound common sense—a very valuable commodity let me tell you, though you fine people hold it in disrepute."
In this manner, Miss Mac Allain's mornings were spent, and her evenings even more tediously; for the Doctor, alarmed at the republican principles which he observed fast spreading, was constantly employed in writing pamphlets in favour of government, which he read aloud to his family, when not at the castle, before he committed them to the Dublin press. Two weeks were thus passed, by Alice, with resignation; a third, it seems was beyond her endurance; for one morning Sir Everard's daughters entering in haste, informed their father and mother that she was gone. "Gone," cried Lady St. Clare! the thing is impossible." "Gone," cried Sir Everard! "and where? and how? The maids were called, and one Charley Wright, who served for footman, coachman and
