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Vol. XX.—No. 1024.]
[Price One Penny.
AUGUST 12, 1899.
[Transcriber’s Note: This Table of Contents was not present in the original.]
SHEILA’S COUSIN EFFIE.
THE PLEASURES OF BEE-KEEPING.
CHRONICLES OF AN ANGLO-CALIFORNIAN RANCH.
VARIETIES.
FOLDING-UP WORK CASE.
HOW WE MANAGED WITHOUT SERVANTS.
HOUSEHOLD HINTS.
MAN AND THE MOUNTAIN.
LETTERS FROM A LAWYER.
“I NEED SOME MUSIC.”
THE HOUSE WITH THE VERANDAH.
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
A STORY FOR GIRLS.
By EVELYN EVERETT-GREEN, Author of“Greyfriars,” “Half-a-dozen Sisters,” etc.
AT THE EDGE OF THE PLATEAU.
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CAMACHA.
Up, up, up, ceaselessly up. Wouldthe paved road never merge intosomething more like an Englishmountain track? Sheila wondered,as her brave little horse pushedsteadily and boldly onward, eageras it seemed to breast the long,steep ascents, never asking to pausefor a breather, although the ridersof their own accord would stop fromtime to time for the sake of theirhorses, and of the grooms on foot,who seemed as untiring as thesteeds themselves.
“Poor fellows, we will give thema drink here,” said Ronald, as theyreached a little plateau where therewas one of the numerous drinkingbars of the island. “It must bejolly hot work keeping up withthese plucky little horses. Let usrest a moment whilst they refreshthemselves.”
“And let the others come up,”answered Sheila looking backwardsand downwards. “We have quiteleft them behind.”
“Oh, they’ll come up all in goodtime,” answered Ronald carelessly.“One can’t ride in a cavalcade inthese narrow roads.”
For the peculiarity of Madeira isthat for miles and miles the roadsrun between walls, with houses orcultivated ground behind them. Itis only as the heights are reachedthat these walls are left behind, andmore open country reached. Oftenthe road is so narr