Chapter 27 THE POST BAG.

"Thefts, like ivy on a ruin, make the rifts they seem to shade."-

C. G. DUFFY.

"August 3d, 7 A. M.

"My Dear Colonel Keith,-Papa is come, and I have got up so early in the morning that I have nothing to do but to write to you before we go in to Avoncester. Papa and Mr. Beechum came by the six o'clock train, and Lady Temple sent me in the wa