THE MONTHLY PACKET HALF-YEARLY VOLUME EDITED BY CHRISTABEL R. COLERIDGE AND ARTHUR INNES. NEW SERIES.-X. VOLUME XC. PARTS DXXXIII. TO DXXXVIII., JULY-DEC., 1895. LONDON: A. D. INNES AND CO., 1895. INDEX. Byways of Fiction in London. By G. B. Stuart. Cameos from English History. By C. M. Yonge :- CCCXXI. Changes of Ministry, 1763-1773. CCCXXII.-The Wilkes Prosecutions China Cupboard, The. By Chelsea China 113, 237, 361, 485, 609, 729 Girls' Room, The. By Katharine (Tynan) Hinkson 109, 233, 357,481, 605, 721 331 Monk of Fife, A. By Andrew Lang. CHAPS. X.-End. 1, 125, 249, 373, 497, 621 My Honey. By the Author of 'Tip-Cat'. . . 81, 205, 337, 459, 582, 695 National Gallery, In the. By Cosmo Monkhouse :- 'O all ye Green Things upon the Earth!' By Nora, In Memoriam: Alfred Tennyson. By Olive Montagu Walford By Nesta Lake Peace be Still. By Sara Hammond Palfrey Sir Philip Sidney. By A. M. Christie Sketch from Life, A. By H. Packer 442 Utopias, Ancient and Modern. By Professor Shuttleworth :- I.--The Republic of Plato II.-Augustine's 'City of God' III.-English Utopias IV. French Utopias V. Some Utopian Experiments VI.-Present Day Utopias. Women's Industrial Council, The. By Clementina Black . THE MONTHLY PACKET. NEW SERIES. JULY, 1895. A MONK OF FIFE. A ROMANCE OF THE DAYS OF JEANNE D'ARC. (Done into English from the manuscript in the Scots College of Ratisbon, by Andrew Lang.) CHAPTER X. HOW MADAME ST. CATHERINE SAVED MICHAEL HAMILTON BY MIRACLE, AND HOW NORMAN LESLIE FOUND A WAY TO RIDE TO THE WARS. My brethren the good Benedictine Fathers here in Pluscarden Priory, are wont betimes to be merry over my penitents, for all the young lads and lasses in the glen say they are fain to be shriven by old Father Norman and by no other. This that my brethren report may well be true, and yet I take no shame in the bruit or fama. For as in my hot youth I suffered sorrows many from love, so now I may say, like that Carthaginian queen in Maro, miseris succurrere disco. The years of the youth of most women and men are like a tournay, or jousts courteous, and many fall in the lists of love, and many carry sorer wounds away from Love's spears, than they wot of who do but look on from the safe seats and secure pavilions of age. Though all may seem but a gentle and joyous passage of arms, and the weapons that they use but arms of courtesy, yet are shrewd blows dealt and wounds taken which bleed inwardly, perchance through a whole life long. To medicine these wounds with kind words is, it may be, part of my poor skill as a healer of souls in my degree, and therefore do the young resort to Father Norman. VOL. 90 (X.-NEW SERIES). I NO. 533. |