"Why, what do you wish to be when you grow bigger?" "I want to be a soldier, like my father." Yetta drew a pained breath; Donal's lips twitched. "You would not like him to go for a soldier?" queried the Lady. "Baith my sons focht and deed for their kintra," said Donal. "And you would like to keep your grandson to comfort you in your old age?" The old folks bowed; their trembling lips could hardly frame an audible "Yes." "It is quite natural. You hear that, Tam? You would not like to go away to the wars, as your father and your uncle did, and be killed, and so grieve your poor grandparents." "I dinna want to grieve 'em," replied Tam. "But I'd like to be a soldier and fight for the Queen." At this answer there was more than one moistened eyelid in the little group, whereof Tam, for the time being, constituted the central figure. After a brief pause, his interlocutor continued: "But, my boy, there are other ways of serving the Queen than by becoming a soldier--many other ways." That was a new aspect of things to the boy, and his eyes, when he lifted them up to meet the Lady's, contained each a large note of interrogation. "For instance," she continued, "the Queen wants a donkey-boy now, to attend her or the children when they drive about in their little phaeton." The boy's eyes brightened, then fell. "You think the care of a donkey beneath you?" [Illustration: "Then let us shake hands," said the Prince.] "Nae, but I doubt that the Queen wouldna hae me to be her donkey-boy." "Why not?" "'Cos I hae nae bin a donkey-boy, an' I might do things wrang." "But you could learn--everybody has to learn. And if you did your best there could not be much fault-finding." "I'd do my best." "Nobody could say better than that," replied the Lady. "Ah, if your leddyship," faltered Yetta, "could get her Majesty to mek' him her donkey-boy, or to 'point him to any sic position, he would still be near to us, an' a comfort in our old age." "Ay, an' he would think nae mair o' running away," added Donal. "You may be sure the matter will be taken into her earnest consideration," said the Lady. "And now, after you have had some refreshment, which I will ask them to give you, you had better go home, and in the course of a few days you will doubtless hear further." TO BE CONCLUDED. The Jeshurun[1] of Christ. [1] "All the tribes are here summed up in one name, derived from _jasher_, righteous. All the blessings of the Israel of God are concentrated here in Him, through Whom alone we are justified before God, Christ Who is the Lord our Righteousness."--_Bishop Wordsworth on Deut. xxviii. 26._ "There is none like unto the God of Jeshurun."--DEUT. xxxiii. 26. "Peace--upon the Israel of God."--GAL. vi. 16. _AN ORIGINAL HYMN_ _By the_ REV. S. J. STONE, _Author of_ "_Lays of Iona_," "_The Church's One Foundation_," _&c._