UNCLE IN ENGLAND. 107 



each of the party endeavours to guess the word, 

 and the person who discovers it tells the next 

 story. I will give you a sample. 



It was decided that my aunt should begin ; 

 Frederick whispered the word ; and she began 

 so naturally about a visit from Mr. Arthur 

 Maude, who has just returned from Italy, that, 

 at first, I thought she was not going to join in the 

 play. 



" Mr. Maude tells me," continued my aunt, 

 " that he has been greatly interested by the 

 Vaudois, and well repaid, by seeing those 

 amiable people, for the fatigue of making that 

 part of his tour on foot. 



(( In a beautiful valley between Pignerola and 

 La Tour, he observed a small open arch, under 

 a group of oak trees, that stood on a round 

 green knoll. He afterwards learned, that this 

 arch had been erected about the time that the 

 poor Vaudois had been obliged to quit their 

 native hills, under the brave and pious Arnaud. 

 It was ornamented with figures of saints, and 

 had such an uncommon appearance among those 

 wild valleys, that he sat down to make a sketch, 

 not only of the arch, but of the picturesque 

 scene which surrounded it. Twice he began, 

 and twice he was interrupted by sounds of dis- 

 tress, which seemed to come from within the 

 arch. On approaching it, he found a young 

 creature about fifteen, seated under the shade of 



