PARTING FROM ENGLISH FRIENDS. The noble park and green lanes of Parkhurst, with all its elevating joys, were soon to be exchanged for private lodgings in a crowded city; and Madeline's spirits sank as she contemplated a return to London with her beloved parent; for she could no longer blind herself to the fact that day by day he was fading from her sight. Standing alone, on the evening before her departure on the verandah, where she had spent so many happy hours, she was indulging in mournful reveries; she should probably see this beautiful park, this happy home, these charming scenes no more. While musing thus, Lord N---- passed under the verandah. "May I come up, Miss Hamilton?" "If you wish, my Lord; I am alone, and would be glad to see you." The step of the young man was not gay and joyous as on other days, and Madeline perceived that he wore a serious, saddened countenance. "You leave us, to-morrow, Miss Hamilton; may I ask a place in your remembrance?" "I shall never forget the pleasant hours at Parkhurst, Lord N----, or the dear friends that I have made in this happy home." He was silent for one moment, and then with deeper feeling said, "But may I not ask a particular place in your remembrance, a nearer, dearer than a passing acquaintance, that will be forgotten in a day?" "I do number you, my lord, among my most valued friends; and I shall never forget you personally." "Ah, Madeline! the memory will not be to you what it will ever be to me--the one green spot in life, which I shall cherish so fondly." She bowed her head, and was silent; for painful emotions were stirring in her heart, and tears were crowding beneath the drooping eyelids. "Madeline, we may not meet again; I cannot let you leave us without asking, is there any hope that I may obtain the rich love of your noble, fresh young heart?" She turned a frank look upon the young man, while her eyes swam in tears, as she replied, "I cannot deceive you, Lord N----; my deepest respect and warmest friendship are yours, but my love I cannot give." "Why, Madeline? does another possess that which I would make any earthly sacrifice to obtain?" "That is a delicate question, Lord N----; my hand is free, but my heart has long been" (and she blushed as she uttered the words) "interested in another. I never knew until to-day how much, how deeply. This is a painful confession, but due to you, my lord; for had it not been so, I could not have been insensible to worth like yours." He bowed over the fair young hand extended in friendship, and replied--