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Lhe Cruise of the Reserve Squadron. 213 Admiral: and Thursday morning had been appointed for the Defence —the first inspection since leaving England. As the Admiral’s barge was seen to leave the Flag-ship, the blue jackets were ordered aloft to man the yards, and on his coming over the gangway, he was received by a guard of marines and all the officers. After a minute inspection of the crew and ship, the Admiral ordered the ship to be cleared for action, which was done with a silence and rapidity that to an outsider seems akin to magic. After a short exercise with the heavy guns, the inspec- tion ended, the Admiral leaving with the usual salute, and with that show of courtesy and kindness on his part for which all gaa the members of our > ee Royal Family are so re- -e&® markable. Pi en ke That afternoon, our last _ /9f@ee eye we eh Ag : in Arosa Bay, we again oe ee pe landed. The full com- id ui plement of fruit-women a ‘We gazed at us ‘“‘with a mute 1% affection,” ready to offer their wares in willing sacrifice. But we had grown accustomed to this kind of adoration, and passed it by unheeding. The Fleur-de-lys was, alas, invisible. Probably the Savage parent or duenna who had discovered Tues- day’srash proceeding had. ys See Mi shut her up in a tower Te: A te Gat until the safe departure . = of the Fleet. The streets, WEST GATES. in consequence, looked more woe-begone and dilapidated than ever. So, four of us wandered up a hill to the right, until we came to a large, ancient building. The great doorway was open, and through a deep arch we perceived a garden beyond. ‘The glimpse was too alluring to withstand, and, entering, we found ourselves in a small Paradise. Immense flower beds abounded, full of loveliest blooms, the double geranium brilliant above all. Avenues of over-arching trees shut out the blaze of the sun. The house looked tenantless, the rooms deserted, the garden wild and abandoned. But what a lovely wilderness, and what a glorious abandonment! We sauntered ECORNICLMHOOKS.CO