


We might multiply almost without end the startling contrasts which every change in the ever-shifting scone evolves, but it would serve no purpose. Johnson to address him with the familiar "Goldy." Flora Mac- donald visits a scene far from her native highlands, and dances without hesitation with "gentlemen of the court of George III." Monks and friars, with portly per- sons and jocund faces, carry back our minds to pre-Reformation times, when the jolly monks of old lived on the daintiest cheer.
