in his face, as he saw the snow beneath him instead of a
couch of down, and the sky above him, instead of a silken canopy,
sprinkled with gold. He snuffed the frosty air, and, heaving a deep
groan, he said, 'And I am old Stephen Sly's son, after all. I have
seen a vision. I will go home, and take my scolding from Joan.'"

"When we visit Bruges," added Tommy, "I hope we may all visit the
resting-place of Duke Christopher Sly."

* * * * *

Tommy's story, although not of great value to the young travellers,
was loudly applauded by the Club.

"I have heard," said Wyllys, "that there is a spire in Bruges four
hundred and fifty feet high, and a tower that contains forty-eight
bells; but I never heard before of Duke Christopher."

Ernest Wynn, who spoke French well and took a lively interest in
French poetry, sang a Norman seaside song, which is a favorite in some
of the coast towns, and is especially employed by the fishermen of
Etretat, when a ship goes out to sea in a storm. It began--

Le matin, quand je me reveille,
Je vois mon Jesus venir,
Il est beau a merveille,
C'est lui qui me reveille.
C'est Jesus!
C'est Jesus!
Mon aimable Jesus!

Je le vois, mon Jesus, je le vois
Porter sa brillante croix,
La haut sur cette montagne:
Sa mere l'accompagne.
C'est Jesus,
C'est Jesus,
Mon aimable Jesus.

In the morn, when I awake,
My Jesus near I see.
He is wonderfully beautiful--
It is He that wakens me.
It is Jesus,
It is Jesus,
My lovable Jesus!

I see, I see my Jesus
Bear over the mountain high
His cross of light, accompanied
The Holy Mother by.
It is Jesus,
It is Jesus,
My lovable Jesus!

The selection was a rare one, and was mentioned by Master Lewis as
being exceptionally creditable.

George Howe and Leander Towle presented acceptable exercises on
"Norman Industries" and "Peasant Customs." The last topic seemed to
excite Tommy Toby to try to throw some farther light on this romantic
and interesting country.

"Would you like to know what lovely-looking creatures these Norman
peasant girls are, and how they look?" said he. "Well, they look
[going to the blackboard and drawing with a crayon a moment] just like
those."

[Illustration: {NORMAN PEASANT GIRLS.}]

"I am