THE BELLE OF THE MONTH--AUGUST--TAKING A "CONSTITUTIONAL" IN KENSINGTON GARDENS. TIME, 8 A.M. 221 THE BALCONY NUISANCE 223 THE BELLE OF THE MONTH--NOVEMBER--"IN DISTRESS OFF A LEE-SHORE--BRIGHTON PIER" 229 "NOW, JACK, MY BOY! THERE'S NO TIME TO LOSE! WE'VE TEN MILES TO GO TO COVER" 245 EFFECTS OF A FALL 253 BILLY TAYLOR 256 "WHERE GOT'S THOU THAT GOOSE? LOOK!" 257 QUEEN ELEANOR AND FAIR ROSAMOND 261 KING EDWARD INTRODUCING HIS SON AS PRINCE OF WALES TO HIS NEWLY-ACQUIRED SUBJECTS 262 UNSEEMLY CONDUCT OF HENRY, PRINCE OF WALES 263 THE DUKE OF GLOUCESTER GOES INTO MOURNING FOR HIS LITTLE NEPHEWS 264 MARY'S ELOPEMENT 266 JOHN LEECH: _HIS LIFE AND WORK_ PROLOGUE. _"'Leech' (spelt 'leich') is an old Saxon word for 'surgeon,'" writes a friend to me. "Hence, as you know, the employment of the word 'leech' as a term applied in former times to doctors."_ _Though Leech is not a common name, I have met with several bearers of it under every variety of spelling that the word was capable of--Leech, Lietch, Leich, Leeche, Leitch, etc. Only two of the owners of these names became known to fame--John, of immortal memory, and, longo intervallo, William Leitch, a Scottish artist, and landscape-painter of considerable merit, whose pictures, generally of a classic character, found favour amongst a certain class of buyers. A large subject of much beauty was engraved, and, I think, formed the prize-engraving for the year for the Art Union of London. I have no doubt William Leitch was frequently asked if he were related to John. The sound of the names was similar, and few inquirers knew of the difference in the spelling. Whether William was asked the question or not I cannot speak to with certainty; but that John was I am sure, because he told me so himself, and, as well as I can recall them, in the following words:_ _"I was asked the other day if I were related to a man of the same name--a Scotchman--a landscape-painter. He spells his name L-e-i-t-c-h, you know. I said, 'No; the Scotch gentleman's name is spelt in the Scotch way, with the 'itch in it.' Not bad, eh? I hope nobody will tell him!"_ _I met William Leitch several times (he died long ago), and was always charmed by his refined and gentle manner; but we never became intimate, so I cannot say I had the following anecdote from himself; but it was told me by an intimate friend of the artist, who assured me that he had it from Leitch direct._