I will tell you. The fact is, he accuses me of ignorance in the biographical section of my studies. He gave me the history of a gentleman who used a blue dye for his moustache and murdered his wives with impunity. Then he related the adventures of a lady who slept for a hundred years from the wound of a spinning needle. I had to confess (although a constant reader of the _Lancet_) I had never heard of the case before. Then he recounted the adventures of a traveller who seems to have had a life of considerable interest. This person obtained quite a number of diamonds, with the assistance of a huge bird called a Roc. Then he had much to say about a dwarf who defeated (in really gallant style) several men of abnormally large stature. He laughed when I had to confess that I had never heard of these people before. He gave me their names. The wife-slaughterer was called _Bluebeard_; the lady who slumbered for a hundred years, _The Sleeping Beauty_ (I suppose she preferred to keep her anonymity); the traveller's name was _Sindbad_, and the dwarf was _Jack the Giant-Killer_. Have you heard of any of these people? Your affectionate Cousin, MARY. LETTER II. (_Reply to Same, from Miss Rosa Blackbord._) _Algebra Lodge._ MY DEAR MARY, As you are many weeks my junior (to be precise, exactly two months), I hasten to answer your letter. I have searched all my Biographical Dictionaries, but cannot find the people of whom you are in search. As for myself, I have never heard of _Bluebeard_, know nothing of _The Sleeping Beauty_, and am sceptical of the existence of _Sindbad_ and _Jack the Giant-Killer_. Like _Mrs. Prig_, who doubted the existence of _Mrs. Harris_, "I don't believe there were no such persons." By the way, you ought to read DICKENS. He is distinctly funny, and I can quite understand his amusing our grandmothers. I generally turn to his works after a long day with HOMER or EURIPIDES. Your affectionate Cousin, ROSA. * * * * * "NE PLUS ULSTER."--Decidedly, Ulster can't go beyond "its last," or rather, its latest, most utter utterances. So far, "words, words, words;" but from words to blows there is a long interval, especially when their supply of breath having been considerably exhausted, there is not much to be feared from their "blows." However, so far, the men with Ulsterior views have been patted on the back by the _Times_, and "approbation from Sir HUBERT STANLEY is praise indeed." Yet, had the meeting been of Nationalists! "But," as Mr. KIPLING's phrase goes, "that is another story." For, from the _Times_ leader-writer's point of view, "that in the Orangeman's but a choleric word which in the Nationalist is rank blasphemy." However, the steam is let off through the spout, and by the time the Nationalist's dream of Home Rule is realised, all efforts to the contrary on The part of gallant little Ulster will probably be "_Ulster vires_." * * * * *