They went away in the afternoon, three or four days later. They took with them everything from the Public Stores which they thought would be useful: provisions of all kinds; wine, beer, and cider in casks; stuff for clothing; furniture; everything that they could think of. They took the pictures out of the Gallery, the books from the Library, and nearly everything that was in the Museum. From the laboratory in the House they took a great number of volumes and a quantity of instruments. At the last moment, nearly all the Assistants and the workmen agreed to join them; so that we were left with numbers greatly reduced. It is impossible to enumerate the vast quantities of things which they took with them. The wagons in which they were packed covered a couple of miles of road: the drivers were taken from the People, and ordered to discharge their duty; and, as they never came back, these poor wretches probably perished with the Rebels. They went forth in perfect order: first, an advance guard of mounted men; then a portion of the main body, among whom rode the Chief with his staff. After them came the women, some riding on horseback, among whom were the woman Mildred and the girl Christine, showing in their faces that foolish and excited happiness which is so different from the sweet tranquillity which we have introduced. Indeed, all the women were beyond themselves with this silly happiness. They sang, they laughed, they talked. Some sat in carriages of all kinds, some in wagons; some walked; and, what with their chatter and their dresses, one would have thought them a company of monkeys dressed up. After the women came the wagons, and, lastly, the rest of the men. I forgot to say that they had bands of music with them--drums, fifes, cornets, and all kinds of musical instruments--and that they carried flags, and that the men sang as they marched. Whither they went, or what became of them--whether they carried out the desperate resolve of giving up the Great Discovery--I know not. They marched away, and we returned to our former life. * * * * * One thing more I must relate. We--that is, the College--were seated, reassured as to our safety, watching this great Departure. Five minutes or so after the women had passed, I observed two of my own friends--learned Fellows of the College, who had always followed my lead and voted with me--eagerly whispering each other, and plucking one another by the sleeve. Then they suddenly rose and pulled off their black gowns, and fled swiftly in the direction of the wagons and carriages where the women sat. We have never seen or heard from any of these unfortunate men since. * * * * * I am now myself the Arch Physician. THE END. BY WALTER BESANT. ALL IN A GARDEN FAIR. 4to, Paper, 20 cents. ALL SORTS AND CONDITIONS OF MEN. Illustrated. 4to, Paper, 20 cents; 12mo, Cloth, $1 25. DOROTHY FORSTER. 4to, Paper, 20 cts.