to remove even to the house at Tichborne.  It was at Upton that their only surviving child Kate had spent her early years, and to return there and enjoy the fresh sea breezes in the summer holidays was always a fresh source of delight.  It was hard to think that even Upton must pass from them, and that the day was probably not far distant when there would be nothing left for them but to yield up their home and estates to the new comer, and retire even upon a widow’s handsome jointure and the fortune of Miss Kate.  But if such feelings ever passed through the minds of the family at Tichborne, they could have been only transient.  The shy, pale-faced boy with the long dark locks, came always to Tichborne in his holidays, making his way steadily in the favour of that household, and this not from interested motives on the part of Lady Doughty, as has been falsely alleged, and triumphantly disproved, but clearly from something in the nature of the youth which disarmed ill-feeling.  Roger, despite his early training abroad, soon showed good sound English tastes.  He took delight in country life; and though he did not bring down the partridges in the woods, or throw the fly upon the surface of the Itchen, with a degree of skill that would command much respect in the county of Hants, he did his best, and really liked the out-door life.  In hunting he took delight from the time when he donned his first scarlet coat, and he rarely missed an opportunity of appearing at “the meet” in that neighbourhood.  The time soon came when Roger had to think of a profession, and James Tichborne again gave mortal offence to his wife by determining that the young man should go into the army.  Among the daughters of Sir Henry, was one who had married Colonel William Greenwood of the Grenadier Guards.  Their house at Brookwood was but half an hour’s ride from Tichborne, and Roger was fond of visiting there.  Colonel Greenwood’s brother George was also in the army, and he took kindly to Roger, and determined to do his best to get him on.  So he took him one morning to the Horse Guards, and introduced him to the commander-in-chief, who promised him a commission.  There was a little delay in keeping this promise, and the young man did not go troubling uncles again, but took the self-reliant course of writing direct to the Horse Guards, to remind the Commander-in-chief of what he had said; and before long Mr. Roger Charles Tichborne was gazetted a cornet in the 6th Dragoons, better known as the Carabineers.  He passed his examination at Sandhurst satisfactorily, and went straight over to Dublin to join his regiment.  From Dublin he went to the south of Ireland, and twice he came over to England on short visits.  He went through the painful ordeal of practical joking which awaited every young officer in those days, and came out of it, not without annoyance and an occasional display of resentment, yet in a way which conciliated his brother officers; and few men were more liked in the regiment than Roger Tichborne, affectionately