LANCASHIRE LASS.--It is a very widespread superstition that the seventh son of a seventh son possesses healing powers from his birth. In Lancashire the belief in this superstition is very general. There was a case in the paper the other day about a "doctor" of this kind. We cannot do better than echo the words of the physician who was employed in the case, to examine the "doctor's" mind, that "the superstition is not held by members of our profession." STUDY AND STUDIO. ELSPETH.--You will see your question answered in our September part. The quotation-- "Ships that pass in the night, etc.," is from _Tales of a Wayside Inn_, by Longfellow, Third Evening, Theologian's Second Tale, _Elizabeth_, Part IV. Many thanks for your pleasant letter. MONEY SPINNER.--When you "meet a bishop in society, but do not know him very well," you should perhaps once in the course of the interview address him as "my lord." JENNIE.--1. We do not know of any French paper that would find you a girl correspondent. You had better send us your name and address, as our other readers have done, and no doubt some French correspondent will observe it.--2. We can only suggest that you should ask all your friends and acquaintances to save you any crests they may come across in the way of correspondence. AMY.--Your verses, while they show devout feeling, cannot receive much commendation from a poetical point of view. "As at the close of day the trials and care" is a halting line, "trials" being a dissyllable. We prefer your prose sketch, which is pathetic, yet we think "Granny" was a little selfish in preventing her son from being a sailor. With practice and study you might possibly write stories that would be "fit to publish." One defect in "Granny's Hero" is the mode of beginning the story--a sort of double introduction. "We were talking of heroes (not heros) to-night," and again, "We were sitting in the gloaming one dull winter's evening." The first two paragraphs should be omitted. HAHA.--Your story is immature. You show a certain amount of intensity and passion, but it is ill-regulated; you "strike twelve all at once," as the saying is, by rushing immediately into violent emotions into which you cannot carry your readers with you, because you have not shown any cause, or prepared them for such a climax. You evidently have a keen eye for natural beauty, but you need to curb the exuberance of your descriptions. "Old Sol" is not a satisfactory expression. Read all the good prose and poetry you can, and try to "form" a style.