CONTENTS. Owing to a mistake as to the time when Victor Hugo's novel would be published, together with the desire of the Publishers to make its issue coincident with that of the new Volume of Once a Week for 1869, the paging of the first and second Numbers LOVE THE AVENGER. Chapters I. to LXI. By SUSSEX OXEN GOING HOME. Drawn by the Author of All For Greed . I, 19, 41, 59, 81, 99, i21, 139, 161, 179, 201, 219, 241, 259, | THE MISSING CROWN . . . . III 281, 303, 325, 343, 365, 387, 409, 431, 453, | My First PARISHIONER . . . . 113 AN ELECTION OF Idiots . . . . 128 The Eclipse. Drawn by FREDERICK Eltze · 131 SKETCHES TAKEN AT THE SEASIDE. Drawn by FREDERICK Eltze . . . . . II Milton, OR NOT MILTON! . . . . 134 The Critical TEMPER . . . . 146 The FISHERMEN OF BOULOGNE. .. 14 A TOWN COUSIN IN A Fix. Drawn by Table Talk. Illustrated 16, 38, 56, 78, 97, 118, 136, 158, 176, 198, 216, 238, 256, 278, 300, 322, 340, 362, 384, 406, 428, 450, 472, THE WOODS AND THE WEATHER . . . 155 494, 515, 538, 560, 582. . THE HOUR OF ABSINTHE . . . . 29 Found Out. Drawn by H. Paterson . . NINETY DEGREES IN THE SHADE. Drawn The SOLAR ECLIPSE OF AUGUST 17, 1868. The First Blow of the SEVEN YEARS' PARLIAMENTARY Seats. Drawn by F. Eltze. 190 AT WIMBLEDON. Drawn by Frederick ELTZE 51 IMAGINARY Love . . . . . 191 MUNICH AS A PLACE OF RESIDENCE .. 53 I Would Not DO IT AGAIN : : . 193 A PLEA FOR AN OLD HEARTH : ... The Storm SIGNAL. Drawn by E. DUNCAN. ON A CERTAIN CURIOUS CUSTOM . . 209 TALES OF MY GRANDMOTHER . . . COAST SCENERY. Drawn by F. ELTZE ... THE PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATES . . 211 ELECTIONEERING . . . . . 90 BODILY REPAIRS . . . . . . 226 COMING EVENTS. Drawn by FREDERICK Eltze 91 LEFT IN THE LURCH. Drawn by H. PATERSON 230 French OYSTER NURSERIES . . . . 231 LITTLE WHITE-THORN. . . . 93 Our Race with the MABEL . . . 235 FEMALE FREEMASONRY . . . . 105 ! UNINTENTIONAL Lying . . . . . 248 The Fairy LADDER . . . . . 250 THE FEMININE FRANCHISE, AND HOW TO INCIDENTS DURING THE LATE CAB STRIKE. EXERCISE IT. Drawn by F. ELTZE . . 419 Drawn by FREDERICK ELTZE. . . . 251 | A TRANSIT OF MERCURY . . . . 426 THE STORY OF A NOSEGAY . . . 252 A BREAKFAST AT BARTMOUTH . . . 438 WRONGED, AND HATED FOR IT. . . 266 The CHARCOAL BURNERS. Drawn by H. A. The PIC-NIC. Drawn by F. W. LAWSON · 270 HARPER . . . . . . . 442 DIALOGUES OF THE DEAD . 271, 315, 377, 423, OLD JOKES AND NEW ONES . . . A LIFT ON THE WAY. Drawn by B. Bradley 464 WEATHER INFLUENCES . . . . 274 | THE VOICE OF A PLAY-GOER . . . The PANCAKE . . . . . . 277 | DR. TYNDALL'S LAST DISCOVERY LORD BYRON IN VENICE . . . . 287 | Tur Rosto SALMON FISHING IN North Wales. Drawn by S. L. Fildes . . . . . PLOUGHING. Drawn by C. O. MURRAY. . 486 THE DEAD CID . . . . . . 295 | FRIENDS OF MY Youth . . . . 492 CLEOPATRA IN A STRIKING ATTITUDE . | A SONG OF AGINCOURT · · · · 504 My First ESSAY AT FICTION . .. 505 THE BLACKBERRY GATHERERS. Drawn by A Frosty MORNING. Drawn by HENRY A TALE OF THE BUSH . . . . 519 A TALKING CANARY . . . . . 332 SNAPDRAGON. Drawn by F. W. LAWSON . . 530 WHY SHOULD WE NOT VOTE? Drawn by THE DEPTH OF THE CHANNEL . . . 339 LA RUE DE JERUSALEM . . . . 533 MR. ADAMS AND MR. REVERDY JOHNSON. 348 THE Fox-HOUNDS. Drawn by B. BRADLEY. 354 TALES FROM THE FJELD. . 355, 380, 541 BUYING THE MISTLETOE IN COVENT GAR- DEN. Drawn by S. L. FILDES . . 552 . . . . 371 The CARISMARK CURATE AND HIS Bees. 373 SELLING RUSHES. Drawn by W. LUCAS . 376 THE SCILLY ISLES : THEIR ORIGIN . 393 DAPHNE. Drawn by S. L. FILDES . . . 398 FIGHTING THE ENEMY IN HOLLAND. 399, 443, Fox-HUNTING IN SPAIN.Ilustrated . . 575 CHAFF . . . . . . . . 402 | AMERICAN ORATORY . . . . . 575 New Series No. 27 July 4, 1868. Price 2d. LOVE THE AVENGER. came to an end, it led forth towards the open fields, over a bridge, beside which lay the pond, where washerwomen were for ever at By the Author of ALL FOR GREED. work, and merged at length, about a mile further on, into the high-road from Tours to Chartres. Flat, flat, dreary, bare, uninteresting. That unsightly monotony the central French people call an event. Uninteresting? Provinces of France, stands a small village | Yes, to you who pass on and go your way ; called St. Martin. Within memory of not but to those whose way it is to abide here, even the oldest inhabitant, it had been a full of interest, life-stirring and terrible as any hamlet, and its present village-state was an | that ever formed the ground-work of historic evidently transitory one. It was creeping dramas. slowly but steadily on to become a town. Nearly opposite the little dilapidated church, That would depend upon the precise spots with its dumb clock, whose rusty hands chosen as stations for the railway line, when eternally pointed to half-past three, and whose a certain branch, anxiously waited for, should rusty, arrow-shaped weather-cocknever swerved be completed. For the moment, St. Martin from N.N.W., stood a shop with barred door was a village, and, as is usual in even the and closed shutters. Upon a broad stripe of richest French districts, it was neither a pic dirty white, which extended all round the turesque nor a clean one. habitation, was inscribed in big, black letters As far as it went, the little place was pos the following legend :sessed of all its requisites. It had a mayor WIDOW RAYNAL, GROCER AND VINTNER. with his belongings, a curé, a schoolmaster, a Garde Champêtre, and a post-mistress. It The shop formed the corner of the street, could want nothing more, and was certain of inasmuch as, whilst one side of it opened being well and sufficiently administered. upon the street, the other had its windows The five or six hundred individuals com- | upon a small, open space, terminating in a posing the population of St. Martin inhabited narrow, muddy lane, and the door of the shop a collection of stray tenements, irregularly itself formed the apex of the uncouth triangle, dotted about the straight line of road which blunted and flattened by two uneven doorled from Blois to Tours, and which, looked at steps of grey stone. Just across the open from a balloon, would have seemed a mere space we have mentioned (some twenty or patch on the broad, flat garment of the plain. / thirty yards square) rose a building three On the right-hand side, as you came from | stories high, with a smart balcony to its firstBlois, stood the church, a small edifice, floor-a hotel, forsooth! not an inn, or an aleterribly out of repair, with its traditional house, or anything so rustic or unimportantporch, beneath which the peasants congre- but a hotel with a bran new sign, on which was gate on rainy Sundays, and its traditionally blazoned forth, in gold upon bright blue, crooked spire, bent, as the said peasants be- | nothing less than the words, A l'Hôtel de lieve, by the inexorable north-west winds. On l'Europe. either side of, and opposite to, the church, Europe ! Nothing less, it seemed, would suit extended what was called the Street, and, the magniloquence of this village hostelry, very when what the street regarded as its shops empty and forlorn to all appearance in the VOL. 11.-1868. NO. 27 |