At three o'clock in the afternoon, all the fashionable world at Nice may be seen on the Promenade des Anglais - a charming place; for the wide walk, bordered with palms, flowers, and tropical shrubs,

"O Laurie, is it really you? I thought you'd never come!" cried Amy, dropping the reins, and holding out both hands, to the great scandalization of a French mamma, who hastened her daughter's steps, l

While Laurie listlessly watched the procession of priests under their canopies, white-veiled nuns bearing lighted tapers, and some brotherhood in blue, chanting as they walked, Amy watched him, and fe