grace and sweetness, and of the stately, handsome presence of the bridegroom, as the two small pages, in their old-fashioned bravery, as they stood behind their future sister, one holding her flowers, the other her glove?

And in the festival which followed, the same two little pages in their conspicuous dresses were amongst the most prominent objects of interest. People seemed to think-as Curly remarked-that they had had something to do with the making of the match, and they received so many compliments and so much notice that if they had been prone to self-consciousness they might have had their heads fairly turned.

As it was, however, they were much too busy looking after the guests and running messages for one and another to have much time to think of themselves, and they were as busy and happy as possible, feeling quite like hosts themselves; for Tor and Phyl had other things to think of, and were just going away for a fortnight besides, whilst the little brothers were to stay with Granny in their absence, and help her to manage the farms till Tor could come back.

They got the last kisses from bride and bridegroom as they handed Phyllis into the carriage at the last, and stood on the terrace to watch it out of sight.

"It's been a very nice wedding, I think," remarked Curly, straying off with Bunny into the garden now that the event of the day was over. "Didn't Phyl look pretty! And didn't Tor seem proud and happy! I think people feel very grand when they get married. Bunny, do you think we shall ever get married, you and I?”

"I don't much think so-you see we don't care for girls. It I married, I should like a nice sensible woman like Hannah, who understands about things. But she says she's too old for me-I spoke to her the other day-and she laughed too. But I don't see anything to laugh at. Old women are much nicer than girls. Just look at Granny, now."

"We can't marry Granny, you know," said Curly, reflectively; "it's written up in the church porch that we mayn't. Do you think Granny had it put in case we should want to ?"

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Bunny would not commit himself to an opinion on such a point, and Curly continued his train of thought.

"Phyl was nice, though she was a girl, and there might be another one like her. Bunny, if we found a girl as nice as Phyl, do you think we could both marry her?”

"No, Curly; for if two men marry one woman, that's bigamy, and people go to prison for that."

"Dear me, what tiresome laws people do make!

For I'm sure we don't want more than one wife between us. Well, Bunny, perhaps we'll do without one at all. There isn't much room in our hut as it is, and a girl would be rather in the way."

"Yes, I think she would. But, Curly, I think we ought to go back now. The people will be wanting their carriages, and Granny may want us to be there."

So they went back to the house, and found the party considerably diminished; but there were some laughing voices still in the dining-room, and they heard somebody propose the health of the Pair of Originals, which seemed received with acclamation.

"I wonder who they are," remarked Curly rather contemptuously. "Now let's go and find Granny."