NIL NISI BONUM. INVASION PANICS. TO GOLDENHAIR (FROM HORACE). By THOMAS HOOD. FRAMLEY PARSONAGE. Chaps. 4, 5 and 6. TITHONUS. By ALFRED TENNYSON. WILLIAM HOGARTH: PAINTER, ENGRAVER, AND PHILOSOPHER. Essays on the Man, the Work, and the Time.—_I. Little Boy Hogarth._ UNSPOKEN DIALOGUE. By R. MONCKTON MILNES. (With an Illustration.) STUDIES IN ANIMAL LIFE. Chapter 2. CURIOUS IF TRUE. (Extract from a Letter from Richard Whittingham, Esq.) LIFE AMONG THE LIGHTHOUSES. LOVEL THE WIDOWER. Chapter 2. (With an Illustration.) AN ESSAY WITHOUT END. CONTENTS of No. 3. MARCH, 1860. A FEW WORDS ON JUNIUS AND MACAULAY. WILLIAM HOGARTH: PAINTER, ENGRAVER, AND PHILOSOPHER. Essays on the Man, the Work, and the Time.—_II. Mr. Gamble’s Apprentice._ (With an Illustration.) MABEL. STUDIES IN ANIMAL LIFE. Chapter 3. FRAMLEY PARSONAGE. Chapters 7, 8 and 9. SIR JOSHUA AND HOLBEIN. A CHANGELING. LOVEL THE WIDOWER. Chapter 3. (With an Illustration.) THE NATIONAL GALLERY DIFFICULTY SOLVED. A WINTER WEDDING-PARTY IN THE WILDS. STUDENT LIFE IN SCOTLAND. ROUNDABOUT PAPERS.—NO. 2. _On Two Children in Black._ CONTENTS of No. 4. APRIL, 1860. LOVEL THE WIDOWER. Chapter 4. (With an Illustration.) COLOUR BLINDNESS. SPRING. By THOMAS HOOD. INSIDE CANTON. WILLIAM HOGARTH: PAINTER, ENGRAVER, AND PHILOSOPHER. Essays on the Man, the Work, and the Time.—_III. A Long Ladder, and Hard to Climb._ STUDIES IN ANIMAL LIFE. Chapter 4. STRANGERS YET! By R. MONCKTON MILNES. FRAMLEY PARSONAGE. Chapters 10, 11, and 12. (With an Illustration.) IDEAL HOUSES. DANTE. THE LAST SKETCH—EMMA (a fragment of a Story by the late Charlotte Brontë.) UNDER CHLOROFORM. THE HOW AND WHY OF LONG SHOTS AND STRAIGHT SHOTS. NOTICE TO CORRESPONDENTS. ⁂ _Communications for the Editor should be addressed to the care of Messrs. SMITH, ELDER AND CO., 65, Cornhill, and not to the Editor’s private residence. The Editor cannot be responsible for the return of rejected contributions._ THE CORNHILL MAGAZINE. MAY, 1860. Framley Parsonage. CHAPTER XIII. DELICATE HINTS. Lady Lufton had been greatly rejoiced at that good deed which her son did in giving up his Leicestershire hunting, and coming to reside for the winter at Framley. It was proper, and becoming, and comfortable in the extreme. An English nobleman ought to hunt in the county where he himself owns the fields over which he rides; he ought to receive the respect and honour due to him from his own tenants; he ought to sleep under a roof of his own, and he ought also—so Lady Lufton thought—to fall in love with a young embryo bride of his own mother’s choosing.