dead denied the hope of a resurrection to life; the reversed torch, by which they proved that love was extinguished; the pagan sculptures, emblematising poetic ideas in mythological personagesthese, and numberless such things, were long believed appropriate to the professing believer's tomb in England; and his sole hope-his trusthis glory-was omitted: the Cross of Jesus; with the inscription that best becomes the tomb of the greatest and the holiest of the children of men,— "He shall save His people from their sins."

After the cemetery, we came to Haga-delightful Haga. The Palace here, built by Gustavus III., is only such a house as might by us be expressed by that rather singular phrase-a country seat. It has the same appendage, or duplicate, which deforms the appearance of Rosendal, and which is indeed a custom almost common to country houses in Sweden-that is, another house built quite close to it, but not exactly connected with it. Anything worse than the effect of this is can scarcely be thought of. Yet the practice in the country is almost general. This adjunct is for the servants' and housekeeping departments.

But the charms of Haga do not consist in the

house, but in its situation. King Gustavus III., it is supposed, was about to build a more stately edifice here; and what are curiously enough termed the Ruins, are the underground works of that intended building. Public opinion finds matter of division in the character and conduct of that king, and the purpose of these so-called ruins is differently expounded by the different parties to whom Gustavus III. is more and more becoming a centre of attraction or repulsion. To the liberal party he is the former; for they believe that had his life not been cut off by assassination, he would have effected those reforms which they are desirous, even still, to see brought about. By the old nobility, he is looked on as the enemy of their order, influence, and power-as one who designed to engross the latter himself. The first party say these cell-like and underground works were merely the cellars of his new palace; the latter insist they were intended for dungeons for the nobles of Sweden.

There they remain, overhung by the green plants, and forming, perhaps, just as useful and easily proved a point of controversy as many of those that agitate England from year to year.

When we drew near to the Palace of Haga,

some dishes were being borne from the second house to the King's table. At the side of the terrace, just before the windows, we found the chairs, that faced these windows, and not the prospect behind, were occupied by a party of Stockholmers, apparently of the middle rank of society, very gravely and quietly seated. It consisted of the usual and natural orders of men, women, and children: the latter were as quiet, motionless, and silent as their elders. There was not a sound to be heard, but all eyes were solemnly directed to the line of large windows before them. We walked about for some time; but they sat immovable, with their backs turned to the beauty I was admiring.

"What are they about ?" I whispered my companion.

"They are seeing his Majesty eat his dinner," he replied. At the moment they all rose, walked up to the windows, and passed by them.

"There!" said my friend, "now the royal family have risen from table; see, there are the Princes at the window, and certainly his Majesty is to be seen too. Come forward, and you also shall see."

"Nay!" I cried, and drew back.

Yes,

"There is the Queen in the other room. now you must come; there is nothing in that; oh! all people are seeing them here."

"I am sure Queen Victoria would not like people to come and gaze through her windows when she and Prince Albert were at dinner," I said, "and I will not do here what I do not do at home."

My arm was held, however, and I was being drawn toward the window, holding back and looking very awkward. Her Majesty, I fancy, thought so; for she opened the pane that is left to open in Swedish windows, and stood at it, as if to say"You may see me if you like. I am accustomed to be looked at."

It is to nature that Haga owes its charms; the natural forest, which has been formed into the park, is so fine; and the undulating, rocky ground, the lake, the many pretty islets which are connected with the land by bridges, the superb trees, and charming river, render it one of the most delightful spots to which, in the immediate vicinity of a capital, one can escape to spend a summer's day.

And often have I wished I could spend a summer's night here too. That mystic poetic light of

a northern summer's night is so exquisite! It is not of the day, nor yet of the night; it is one of a spirit land-a dreamy, imaginative, clear, but softened day. The invisible sun withdraws its glaring beams, but leaves its light and now, in autumn, the horizon is coloured with glowing red, and the clear twilight lasts till after ten o'clock in the evenings.

And then there is my pet Djurgord, or in English Deer Park, though deer are not to be seen there; they say there are some enclosed, but I have not seen them. At any time, when I want to get out of Stockholm, I have only to walk a short way through the streets, and seat myself in a Dahlkull's boat; then comes her comrade, and each takes a paddle, and turns it up and down, and the boat dances over the Baltic, and lands me, in a few minutes, in this most frequented, yet still pleasing park, where retired spots can always be found among its great oak trees and rocks, its monstrously tall firs and birch; and from whence one can enjoy vistas of green grass, secluded glades, pleasant and public walks and drives; views of water, pretty wooden houses, and handsome villas, the latter coloured with variouscoloured ochre, and looking so delightfully uncommon and picturesque.