Repeat these 28 rows. with the right shoulder.

1st row. Knit 10, ‡ knit 6, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 3 together, knit 7, repeat from knit 7, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 6. 2nd row. Make 1, ‡ purl 5, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 1, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 6, finish with purl 9.

3rd row. Knit 2 together, knit 7, ‡ knit 5, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 3, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 4, ‡ finish with knit 1.

4th row. purl 4, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 5, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 3, ‡ finish with knit 9.

5th row. Knit 2 together, knit 6, knit 3, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 7, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 2, ‡ finish with knit 1, make 1.

6th row. Purl 1, ‡ purl 3, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 1, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 1, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 2, ‡ finish with purl 8.

7th row. Knit 8, knit 2, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 1, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 1, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 3, finish with knit 1, make 1. 8th row. Purl 2, same as sixtb. 9th row. Same as 7th.

10th row. Same as 6th.

11th row. Same as 7th.

12th row. Same as 6th.

17th row. Knit 2 together, knit 3, knit 4, make 1, knit 2, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 1, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 2, make 1, knit 3, finish with knit 3, make 1.

18th row. Purl 4, ‡ purl 3, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 1, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 4, ‡ finish with purl 4.

19th row. Knit 2 together, knit 2, ‡ knit 4, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 1, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 3, finish with knit 4, make 1.

20th row. Purl 5, same as 18th, finish with purl 3.

21st row. Knit 2 together, knit 1, knit 5, make 1, knit 3 together, make 1, knit 3, make 1, knit 3 together, make 1, knit 4, finish with knit 5.

22nd row. Purl 5, ‡ purl 6, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 7, finish with purl 2.

23rd row. Knit 3, † knit 6, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 7, finish with knit 4.

24th row. Same as 22nd.

knit 2,

13th row. Knit 2 together, knit 5, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 1, knit 2 together, make 1, knit 3, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, make 1, knit 2 together, knit 1, finish with knit 2.

14th row. Make 1, purl 1, ‡ purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 1, purl 2 together, make 1, purl 5, make 1, purl 2 together, purl 1, make 1, purl 2 together, finish with purl 7. 15th row. Knit 2 together, knit 4,

knit 3,

25th row. Same as 23rd.

26th row. Same as 22nd.

27th row. Knit 2 together, knit 8, make 1, knit 3 together, make 1, knit 7, ‡ finish with knit 5.

28th row. Purled.

Repeat these 28 rows, and cast off, pick up the stitches round the neck, knit 4 plain rows, cast off rather loosely. To be trimmed round the neck with any pretty knitted lace.

AIGUILLETTE.

With the orange silk make a chain of 360 stitches, and work one row in the same silk

in sc.

2nd and 3rd. Purple (The braces are done entirely in sc, the pattern being formed by the admixture of the silks).

4th. Begin and end this and all the following rows by 5 plain stitches in purple silk; then, for the pattern, X 4 purple, 3 orange, 6 purple, 1 orange, 2 purple, 5 orange, 4 purple, 3 orange, 6 purple, × 10 times.

5th. 4 purple (not forgetting the 5 at the ends), 4 orange, 4 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, 5 orange, 4 purple, 1 orange, 3 purple, 1 orange, 5 purple, × 10 times.

6th. 4 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, 3 purple, 5 orange, 2 purple, 2 orange, 3 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 1 orange, 8 purple, × 10 times.

7th. 4 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, * 2 purple, 3 orange, * twice, 3 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 1 orange, 2 purple, 3 orange, 4 purple, 10 times.

8th. 5 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, * 1 purple, 3 orange, twice, 5 purple, 1 orange, 3 purple, 5 orange, 3 purple, x 10 times.

9th. 3 purple, 4 orange, 1 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, 6 orange, 4 purple, 1 orange, 2 purple, 5 orange, 3 purple, × 10 times.

10th. x 3 purple, 4 orange, * 1 purple, 1 orange, twice, 1 purple, 3 orange, 2 purple, 2 orange, 3 purple, 3 orange, 1 purple, 5 orange, 3 purple, x 10 times.

11th. x 3 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, I orange,

orange, 1 purple, 5 orange, 6 purple, 4 orange, 2 purple, 1 orange, 2 purple, 4 orange, × 10 times.

12th. x 4 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, 3 orange, 1 purple, 6 orange, 4 purple, 5 orange, 3 purple, 5 orange, x 10 times.

13th. x 4 purple, 2 orange, 1 purple, 2

X 10 times.

15th. x 3 purple, 2 orange, 2 purple, 7 orange, 5 purple, 3 orange,* 2 purple, 1 orange, twice, 2 purple, 3 orange, 1 purple, × 10 times.

16th. x 4 purple, 3 orange, 5 purple, 4 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, 4 purple, 3 orange, 3 purple, 2 orange, 3 purple, x 10 times.

17th. x 5 orange, 1 purple, 3 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, 2 purple, 3 orange, 2 purple, 1 orange, 2 purple, 11 orange, 1 purple, x 10 times.

18th. 1 orange, 2 purple, 3 orange, 1 purple, 7 orange, 1 purple, 2 orange, 3 purple, 1 orange, 1 purple, 6 orange, × 10 times.

19th. x 4 purple, 1 orange, 3 purple, 4 orange, 1 purple, 4 orange, 5 purple,* 5 orange, 1 purple, twice, × 10 times.

20th. x 10 purple, 2 orange, 11 purple, 3 orange, 3 purple, 3 orange, 2 purple, x 10 times.

21st and 22nd rows. Purple. 23rd (and last). Orange.

Perhaps some of our readers may not know how to intermix silks properly in crochet. In single crochet, the following is the proper method: begin the stitch with the old colour, by drawing the thread through the loop, as usual; but instead of completing the stitch with the same, draw the new colour through the two loops, to complete the stitch. Observe that the

last stitch of any given number is always to be completed thus, when followed by another. Thus, in this receipt, 4th row, where 4 purple, 4 orange, &c., are ordered, 3 purple are to be worked perfectly; the 4th is to be finished with orange, then 3 orange are to be worked, and the fourth completed with purple; and so on. The thread of the colour not in use is not to be left loosely at the back, but to be held in, and so worked in invisibly till wanted. However many colours may be used in crochet, this description applies to them all.

It is advisable, where practicable, to purchase the Petersham ribbon with which these braces are lined, after the crochet is done, to ensure its being the exact width. The silk and ribbon must be sewed together very neatly at the edges, a row or two of crochet being worked at the ends of the braces to fasten off the threads. The fittings are to be stitched on with white tailors' silk, as strongly as possible. These braces are of a size fit for a very tall person; should they be required longer, add 34 stitches (one pattern), or diminish in the same degree if they are needed shorter.

AIGUILLETTE.

It was a clear bright morning, and a fresh breeze was blowing over the ocean: the green waves rustled and sparkled in the sun's rays, and foamed upon the beach towards which the tide was carrying them; and as the watery hillocks leaped and tumbled over each other, they bore with them in their restless sport a bunch of seaweed, that a strong wave had torn from its haven among the rocks.

The Sea-weed was a silly pompous thing; and it looked with disdain upon all that it had left behind; and as it rode triumphantly on, upon the crest of a broad billow, it said within itself, "Now am I exalted above my fellows; now shall I visit the beautiful land of which the winds have often whispered, as they ruffled the surface of the water where I was born."

Just then the Sea-weed came in contact with a huge rock, round which the waves foamed and gurgled in their rage at the obstruction; for nothing irritates their temper like opposition; because at the bottom of the boundless ocean, whence they sprung, all are free; and none can say to his fellow, "What doest thou ?"

So the Billow that bore the Sea-weed upon its sparkling crest, dashed off in a tremendous passion, leaving the Weed impaled upon a point of the rock. Just below, the water was very clear; and in it some dozen of innocent oysters were opening their shells to catch the refracted rays from the great luminary.

"Poor creatures!" said the Sea-weed; "to what a narrow sphere are you confined! See what a traveller I am. Since the first glimpse of dawn in yon blue sky have I been voyaging from my home, and sporting with the mighty waves like playthings."

"They appear to have left you in the lurch at last though," spoke up a middle-aged Oyster, with a corporation like an alderman. "What are you doing up there, stuck on the point of a rock, where you will be left high and dry by the receding tide, to frizzle in the noonday sun?"

"Oh! my good fellow, don't trouble yourself about me, I beg," returned the Sea-weed, settling himself on his jagged perch. "I am only resting a little until a friend arrives to take me in to land."

"Alas! I know that land too well," murmured a tender mother-Oyster. "All my little ones are there; as fine a family as ever you saw: they were torn from me in their early promise by the rude barbarians called Men, and, I have since been told, are kept in confinement in a small piece of water, where they are fattened like chickens in a coop."

The matron's voice faltered, and she would have retired within her shell to weep, but she was interrupted by her husband--a thin, contemplative-looking Oyster, who was considered quite a philosopher by all his friends. "They

are only fulfilling their destiny," he said. “Reason and analogy alike testify, that it is in accordance with the natural laws that families should disperse."

"I quite agree with the last speaker," said the Sea-weed pertly. "I have complied with the natural laws. Yonder, at home, are my old father and mother, and six or seven rustics who call themselves my brothers and sisters; but they have grown to the bottom until they are quite behind the age. I could bear it no longer, so I disposed of my little property of pebbles and clam-shells, and off I came."

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"Oh ho! young Weed," exclaimed a Seagull, who at that moment settled upon the rock; so you are here, are you? There is such a commotion in your home as you never heard. If you value your poor mother's nerves, you will return immediately."

"Nonsense," replied the Sea-weed sharply, for he felt a home-feeling rising in his bosom, and wished to stifle it. Friend Gull, if you would do me a service, make it in your way to let them know where I am. Tell them that I shall not return until I have made my fortune."

And an accommodating wave coming up at that moment, the Sea-weed mounted its back and rode off, leaving the Gull and the Oysters staring after him.

And now a long line of beach appeared in the distance, and the ambitious Weed began to congratulate himself upon his daring. "I shall soon reach the land," said he," and then I shall easily make my fortune. I don't yet know exactly how, it is true; but a young fellow of my enterprising disposition and quickness in seizing opportunities will soon find out the way. I have no fear whatever. Only let me obtain a field of action, and the rest is certain to follow. So, hurrah for the land!”

In his excitement the Seaweed cheered aloud; and suiting the action to the word, he elevated his two principal branches as he did so, and waved them in the air; but on again letting them drop upon the water, he was surprised and amazed to find that they were detained by a floating Ribbon Weed, whose mighty arms were about three yards long.

"Well, I thought," exclaimed this latter, "I thought I recognized the voice. Weed, my dear nephew, how are you?"

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Tolerable, thank you, sir," answered our hero, endeavouring to extricate his branches, by which the old gentleman held on as pertinaciously as if they had been buttons.

"And what, my dear boy, are you doing so far from home? Travelling for your neighbours, Coral, Cornelian, and Co., eh? I hear that they are driving a great trade."

"Oh no! uncle, nothing of the kind. I am merely amusing myself a little." And the young

Weed inflated his air-bubbles, and looked as important as he could; for he had no mind to be patronized, especially by an old uncle.

Well, well, take care of yourself, that is all I can say. And if you will accept my advice, when you get near the shore, beware of the Tide; there is no greater enemy to us Weeds."

"What a ridiculous old fellow," muttered the Sea-weed to himself, as the old gentleman at length released his branches and floated heavily away." These cautious ancients would deter one from all laudable enterprise. I wonder what he means about the Tide. At any rate I can be on the look out. But what is this?" The object that excited his curiosity was a little pleasure-boat, that danced gaily along upon the billows, spreading its white sail in the sunbeams. While he was yet speculating upon its nature and uses, another drew near, propelled by a couple of oars. The two together excited such a commotion in the water that the Wave which had so obligingly helped our hero upon his way was driven out of its course, and began to grumble. "I can never stand this," it murmured, in a species of hoarse gurgle. "If these gentlemen expect me to follow in their wake like those pusillanimous billows whom they have already subjected, they are much mistaken. So, Master Weed, if you don't choose to go my way, you must find another mode of conveyance." "Here comes our friend Crab," said the Weed, " as a large shell-fish of that species ran awkwardly along a few fathoms beneath. "The difficulty is to make him hear so low down. Holloa! Mr. Crab! Hollo-o-o-a!"

The fish stopped in his side-long course, and looked up with his goggle eyes through the clear water.

"Holloa!" shouted he in return. "Do you want anything?"

"Could you give me a lift? You seem to be travelling to land."

"No, I am invited to dine with Captain Lobster. You know him, I think."

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Yes; his place is near Sunken Rock, isn't it? Well, it would not be far round for you, and would greatly accommodate me, if you would just take the land in your way, and set

me down on the beach."

If

"Thank you, I have had enough of the beach. you had seen such a sight as I did the other morning, the skeletons and dead bodies of hundreds of your kinsmen and mine strewing the sands, you would never venture near so fatal a place."

And the Crab scuttled off, for he was afraid of being too late.

"Friend Wave," inquired the Sea-weed, "do you think-are you sure-it is a delicate matter I know, but still it ought to be inquired intoare you sure that there is not a touch of insanity in Crab's family? Upon my word, to hear him talk as he does about skeletons and dead bodies- -Well, well!"

"No," said the Wave. "I believe he is pretty nearly right. I myself have seen strange sights upon the beach. But of course, if you

choose to venture, it is your own look-out. Bythe-bye, here comes my father; I have no doubt he will make room for you; and though beginning to look rather the worse for wear, he has plenty of stamina in him yet."

The gigantic Wave thus spoken of rapidly advanced, bearing along with him a crowd of different species of Sea-weed, who seemed to be making very merry.

"Room for another passenger!" he shouted in his surly voice. "Will you join our pleasuretrip, master? I think I can introduce you to an old friend."

And out popped the rosy little visage of a small pink Weed, in whom our hero recognized a cousin and former sweetheart.

Those among our readers who can imagine that even a Sea-weed may have a heart and affections, may suppose that, obscured as was our friend's better nature by self-conceit and ambition, he had no objection to enliven his voyage by renewing his acquaintance with the pretty Weed.

So they journeyed on together, and became so engrossed by each other's conversation that they neared the beach without perceiving it.

"High tide!" shouted their conductor. "Those gentlemen who do not wish to be left behind on my return, must keep close."

Our friend the Sea-weed, startled from his abstraction, looked round and saw the surf foaming on a pebbly beach, and himself and his companions advancing rapidly towards it on the crest of the old Wave, who had swelled his volume under the united influence of the Wind and Tide until he had become thrice his original size.

"What do you intend to do, Pink?" asked our hero hurriedly of his fair companion.

Her answer was not audible; for at that instant the old Wave received a rude push, which sent him roaring far up the beach.

"My

"Hold on, hold on!" shouted the passengers; or we shall be left high and dry." "Nonsense!" ejaculated our friend. dearest Pink, now is our time. Remain on the beach with me, and you shall have a carriage of your own some day."

The silly feminine thing believed him. Like many of the women of the land, she had exalted her lover into a hero; and gave him credit for just the very qualities which he was the farthest from possessing. So she agreed to trust herself to his guidance; and together they were flung into a small pool on the beach; where they persisted in remaining, notwithstanding the remonstrances of the watery mountain and his cargo of passengers.

And now they were left alone; and with the splash of the surf upon the sands was mingled light laughter, that sounded along the shore like the exultation of mocking fiends. It proceeded from the Tide and his myrmidons; and, as they gradually receded into the depths of the ocean, their mirth became articulate; and the Sea-weed and his trusting Pink could not avoid shuddering as they listened to the following words :

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"We spring from the Ocean, we breast the Shore; We urge on the Waves with a tuneful roar: And the Sea-weeds and Fishes that dare the Tide, Wither and die in their fugitive pride." And the chorus of Limpets and Periwinkles joined in, with a sad note-" Die! Die!"

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"Heed them not, sweet Pink," murmured the Weed, twining his branches round her; "I don't yet see what to do; but I know I shall manage, somehow."

His tone was, however, in spite of himself, much lowered from its former arrogant pitch; and the pretty Weed, discerning the change, began to weep bitterly. As she wept, the sun dried her tears, and they clustered on her pink branches like ivory stars.

A dreary day was that to our two friends. The pool became more and more shallow, as its waters evaporated in the sunbeams; and ere night it was nearly dry. And now the rash Weed began to realize his actual position. Before another Tide could arise to fill the pool, he and his beloved Pink would be withered for lack of their natural sustenance.

The sun had long been hidden behind a high green cliff that overshadowed the pool, and twilight was falling around, when a faint, sweet strain reached the auditory organs of the hapless Weeds, and roused them for a moment from the lethargy into which they had fallen.

"What is that?" whispered Pink to her lover. "Once I heard a Mermaid sing, and it sounded like the music near us; but Mermaids never come so far inland.”

The Moon's disc rose half out of the sea, and threw a long line of light over the dark green billows. Soon the rays reached the pool where lay our two friends. But for the first time in their lives her light was unwelcome; for it served but to reveal to their aching vision the devastation around. Heaps of Sea-weed, now wholly uncovered, withered and crackled on the dry sand, and among the pebbles, now rounded and polished by the periodical inroads of the water; while whole families of Crab-skeletons gleamed in the silvery lustre shed upon them by the mild luminary. Á long line of spume thrown up by the Tide marked the boundary of its ravages; and busy Sandhoppers were holding their cannibal feasts here, there, and everywhere; the only animate things save the Worms, who had long retired to their holes for the night.

The strain of music still continued its mournful cadences; and the two Weeds, looking around as well as their glazed organs would permit, discerned that it came from a dying Jelly-fish, whose prismatic tints faintly varied in the moonlight with the changes of his song. Ere they could gather voice to address him, his hues paled and vanished. A brown shade came over him. He was dead.

"Seest thou, dear Weed," said the gentle

Pink, our inevitable fate? There is no helpno hope. One comfort only can we gather, amid the gloom of our failing life-we die together."

He whom she addressed answered not, but folded her closely in his branches. Womanlike, she thought only of him; but his thoughts were wandering towards his peaceful home in the deep blue waters; where an aged father and mother anxiously awaited his return, and affectionate brothers and sisters talked together of their bold companion, who had dared the perils of a long separation in the eager hardihood of unreflecting youth.

"Would I were there with thee, my gentle Pink! Never would I wander again. Pink! my poor, poor mother-I-I-mother!"

They were his last articulate words. In another hour he was speechless-voiceless; but his strong branches still enfolded his companion with a dying grasp.

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The Sun arose, rejoicing in his strength. On the green cliff, the Harebell and Vetch, the blue Jelia, the purple Thyme-flower, and little Eyebright raised their graceful heads from the dewy couch where they had reposed in the absence of him whose broad golden smile was light and life to them all. Below, in a rushy furrow on the edge of the sands, the Sea-poppy, Bladder-campion, and Thrift welcomed the morning breeze, and nodded their heads together in friendly converse.

Two ladies-the one elderly, the other young, and rosy as the delicate shells she stooped to gather-strolled musingly along the beach, soothed by the murmur of the glistening waves; which reflected, as in an angelic mirror, the cloudless expanse of the sky above them.

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Mamma," said the young lady, "let us go higher up the beach. I want some Pink-weed; and there seems to be none here. And those curious little Sandhoppers of which Alfred told me, Mamma-I dare say we shall find them under those heaps of dry Sea-weed."

The mother smilingly consented, and they approached the spot where our friends lay, with their loving branches twined inextricably together.

“Oh, Mamma, what a lovely little bit of Weed! Look at these stars on its feathery branches. But I cannot disentangle it from this other great Weed. He is a handsome fellow, too; and the group they form is altogether very graceful. With a little stretch of imagination, Mother, one might imagine them a couple of despairing lovers, who had breathed their last in each other's arms."

"Foolish Katey! when they are but two pieces of dry Sea-weed. Certainly the little one is of rare beauty; I never saw any exactly like it. Take them home, love, and give them decent burial in your collection."

The young girl did so; and our faithful Pink's fair remains may now be seen lying in state upon a handsome chiffonier, in a pretty basket of moss and shells and sea-weed; her winding-sheet the linkèd branches of her unfortunate lover.