Began the study of the violin at the age of six. Appeared as a musical prodigy at Chester in 1864. Studied from 1865-1868 at the Conservatorium at Leipzig. Made her _début_ in London in April, 1870, when the beauty of her playing at once ensured her a brilliant success. Has now for many years been recognised as the greatest of British violinists, and is much respected for her devotion to the higher forms of musical art. Exhibits a marked tendency towards a wandering life, and has visited professionally not only all the European capitals, but the chief towns of the American Continent. Is a small lively person with dark brown hair and extraordinarily bright eyes. COMPETITORS MUST WRITE on one side of the paper only, and, before sending in their papers, they must number the leaves and stitch them together at the left-hand top corner. ON THE BACK OF THE LAST LEAF each paper must bear the full name, age, and address of the competitor, and underneath the following must be written by father, mother, minister, or teacher:— “I hereby certify that this paper is the sole work and in the handwriting of (_competitor’s full name is again to be written_), and that her age and address are correctly stated.” (_Signature and address of the parent, minister, or teacher._) THE LAST DAY FOR RECEIVING PAPERS connected with this competition will be Monday, April 25. EXCEPT IN THE CASE OF COLONIAL COMPETITORS, who will be allowed till Saturday, June 25. EACH PAPER MUST BE SENT by book post—and without a letter—addressed to the Editor, THE GIRL’S OWN PAPER, 56, Paternoster-row, London, E.C., and the words “Queen’s Jubilee Competition” must be clearly written in the left-hand corner. THE RESULT OF THE COMPETITION, so far as home readers are concerned, will be published in the Summer Number of THE GIRL’S OWN PAPER. [Illustration] THE INHERITANCE OF A GOOD NAME. BY LOUISA MENZIES. CHAPTER IV. TOWN OR COUNTRY. “A letter with the London post mark, mamma,” said Eveline, “and not from Mark.” “I hope Mark is well,” said Mrs. Fenner, taking the letter with some trepidation. “It is Mr. Echlin’s writing. What a long letter!” As Mrs. Fenner’s eyes ran along the lines traced by the firm hand of her cousin, her colour rose, a smile broke on her lips, and as she laid down the letter the tears stood in her eyes. “Nothing is wrong with Mark, mamma?” said Eveline, inquiringly. “Nothing, dear; quite the contrary. But you had better read the letter; it concerns you quite as much as me.” And Mrs. Fenner held the letter to her daughter. “Oh, mamma, how nice of him!” exclaimed Eveline, with sparkling eyes. “I knew he must love Mark. How could he help it? But to think of his wanting us to go and live in London with him and Mark—to make his house like home, he says! What will you do, mother? What will you do?” “What do you say, Eveline? What do you wish?” “I? Of course I like to do what you like.” “It is very kind of Miles.”