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308 Letters from Majorca. And now I have a terrible thing to tell you. I had thought to make this my last letter from Mallorca. I must inflict upon you yet one more. ‘The next mail closes in half an hour; I must conclude hastily, and send you yet one more missive from these beautiful shores, this sunny Palma de Mallorca. Tout vient 4 qui sait attendre. | Everything comes to an end. ‘The auctioneer’s hammer falls at last. The preacher’s three heads and an application; his ‘finally, my brethren, lastly, and to conclude ”’—even this yields to a delicious silence and repose. ‘Therefore take heart of grace, and grant me, yet a moment longer, a little more of that patience and kindly hearing wherein alone I have found courage to inflict upon you these records of my sojourn in Mallorca de las Baleares. Meanwhile, my sister, in the sick-room, all remains doubtful and uncertain. PRINCESS GOLDENHAIR. GOSSAMERS a grace shall lend her, Rainbow gold its tribute render, Garlanding her tresses fair— Sunny woof of silken sheen, Spun to crown her fairy queen, - Princess Goldenhair. Bluer yet than mountain heather, In the golden summer weather, Never eyes serener were Silver-lit at Cupid’s shrine Into radiance divine, Princess Goldenhair. Though in tropic isles the fairest Passion-flowers of Nature’s rarest, Woo the otto-scented air, None hath rarer grace than she, In her sweet simplicity, Princess Goldenhatr. Blushes from a world of posies Ruby red with summer roses, Colour-bright in beauty rare All her pretty lips outvie, So she love me, what care I] ? Princess Goldenhair. CONMICLIOO_ KS. (E©) m