feature in the ceremonies of their creation, they gradually assumed in
consequence the name of Knights of the Bath. The king used to bathe with
them, all being placed in large baths and then wrapped up in blankets.
In 1725 the order was reconstructed; membership in it was henceforth to
be the reward of merit. William, Duke of Cumberland, afterwards known as
the "Butcher of Culloden," was the first knight under the new rules. He
was only four years of age, and was accordingly excused from the bath,
but presented his little sword at the altar. To suit the number of
stalls in the chapel the number of knights was limited to thirty-six.
After the installation ceremonies the royal cook stood by the Abbey door
with a cleaver, and threatened to strike off the spurs of any unworthy
member of the order. Extensive alterations were made in the order in
1839, and no banners have since been added to those hanging in the
chapel. The banner of Earl Dundonald was taken down in 1814, and kicked
down the chapel steps in consequence of charges of fraud brought against
him. In after years these charges were disproved, and on the day of his
funeral in 1860, the banner, by command of the Queen, was again placed
in its ancient position.

THEIR ROAD TO FORTUNE.

THE STORY OF TWO BROTHERS.

_By the Author of "The Heir of Elmdale," &c. &c._

CHAPTER X.--EDDIE'S ENEMY.

Mr. Clair was very much surprised the next morning by a visit from Mr.
Murray. Bertie had quite forgotten to mention anything about his meeting
with him till he heard the visitor announced, and then it was too late
for explanations. It was quite enough for Uncle Clair and Aunt Amy to
know that he was a friend of the boys' to ensure a kindly and cordial
welcome, but Eddie looked rather black at the visitor, and greeted him
coldly.

As the children were on the point of going out, Mr. Murray said they
ought to be off, and not lose another moment of the morning sunshine.
"The sun and fresh air you get before noon, and the sleep before
midnight, are what make strong, healthy, wealthy men and women of you,"
he said; "so be off, and perhaps I shall find you on the beach later
on."

Rather reluctantly Eddie followed Bertie, who was already half-way down
the stairs. "I wonder what he wanted?" he grumbled, when they reached
their favourite haunt beside an old boat just above high water mark,
where Agnes almost directly afterwards joined them. "To see how badly
off we are, I