Many an admiring glance was cast upon the beautiful Ada as she slowly took her uncertain way beneath the tall ancient trees which have now given place to young saplings, the fall beauty of which the present generations will never enjoy. The cool air that blew across the wide expanse imparted a delicate bloom to her cheeks, that many a court beauty would have bartered a portion of her existence to obtain. The hat she wore but partially confined the long dancing black ringlets that fell in nature’s own freedom on her neck and shoulders; and, withal, there was a sweet pensiveness in her manner, and the expressions of her face, which greatly charmed and interested all the gentlemen, and greatly vexed and discomposed all the ladies, who, with one accord, voted it to be affectation. How little they dreamt of the deep sorrow that was in the young girl’s heart. She walked on till she reached the Great Mall, and then, feeling somewhat weary she sat down on one of the wooden seats, and seeing nothing, hearing nothing, she gave herself up to her own thoughts, and tears trickled slowly from her eyes, as all her meditations tended to the one conclusion that she must starve or go back to the lone house and Jacob Gray. She was aroused from her reverie by some one repeatedly, in an affected drawl pronouncing the word,— “Delicious: de—licious; oh, de—licous!” immediately in front of where she sat. Ada looked up, and balancing himself before her, nearly on his toes, was an affectedly dressed person who was staring at her through an opera-glass, and repeating the word delicious, as conveying his extreme admiration of her. When Ada looked up he advanced with a smirk and a bow, and laying his hand on his embroidered waistcoat, said, in the same drawling, affected tone— “My charming little Hebe—what unearthly change—what glorious concatenation of sublime events have procured St. James’s Park the felicity of beholding you? Eh, eh, my delicious charmer?” “Sir,” said Ada, annoyed by the tone of the remarks, the substance of which she scarcely heard or comprehended. “Charming simplicity!” cried the beau; “permit me.” He seated himself with these words by the side of Ada, and attempted, by an affected, apeish manner, to take her hand. Ada shrunk from his touch, and rising with an innocent dignity, that appalled for a moment the fine gentleman, she said— “I do not know you, sir,” and walked onwards, leaving him the questionable credit of having turned her out of the seat. “Charming! charming!” she heard him say, after a few moments, as he pursued her along the Mall. Ada was excessively annoyed at this most disagreeable intrusion, and she quickened her pace in the hope of distancing the gallant; such, however, was not the event, for he was nearly close to her when she arrived at the next seat, which was occupied but by one gentleman, who was reading a book.