year in London.  Before we began our walk home from that great city we visited as many of the sights of London as we could, and amongst these was the famous Tower.  We had passed through the Gateway, but were then uncertain how to proceed, when, peeping round a corner, we saw a man dressed in a very strange-looking uniform, whom we afterwards learned was called a “Beef-eater.”  We approached him rather timidly to make inquiries, to which he kindly replied, but told us afterwards that he knew we were Englishmen the minute he saw us coming round the corner.  Foreigners in coming through the gateway always walked firmly and quickly, while the English came creeping along and looking round the corners as if they were afraid.  “My advice to you, young men,” he said, “when visiting strange places, is to go on until you are stopped!” So on this occasion we decided to follow that advice and to go on towards the castle we could see in the distance.  We had not proceeded very far, however, before we met a couple of two-horse open carriages followed by quite a number of persons on horseback.  Feeling rather guilty, we stepped upon the grass by the roadside, and tried to look as if we were not there, but we could see that we had been observed by the occupants of the carriages and by their retinue.  We knew from their appearance that they belonged to the aristocracy, and were not surprised to learn that the second carriage contained the Duke and Duchess of Argyll, while the people on horseback were the younger members of their family.  We had almost reached the castle when we were stopped by a servant in livery, to whom we explained the cause of our presence, asking him the nearest way to Inverary, which he pointed out.  He told us, among other things, that the Duke could drive many miles in his own domain, and that his family consisted of thirteen children, all of whom were living.  We thanked him, and as we retired along the road he had directed us, we considered we had added one more adventure to enliven us on our journey.  We had only walked a little way from the castle when a lady came across the park to speak to us, and told us that the cannon and the large wooden structure we could see in the park had been used for the “spree” at the royal wedding, when the Marquis of Lome, the eldest son of the Duke, had been married to the Princess Louise of England.  She also told us that the Princess and the Marquis had been staying at the castle a short time before, but were not there then.  Who the lady was we did not know, but she was of fine appearance and well educated, and from her conversation had evidently travelled extensively both at home and abroad.  We thanked her for her courage and courtesy in coming to speak to us, at which she smiled and, bowing gracefully, retired towards the castle.  How her conduct compared with that of some people in England may be judged from the following extract which we clipped from a Scottish newspaper shortly afterwards: