CHAFFEE XII. “Will you cat your mutton with mo to-day, Palmer?” said Mr Williams, at the gate of the gaol. “I should be very happy, but I am engaged to dino with the lord-lieuten ant.” So Mr Williams drove home to Ash town Park, and had to sit down to din ner with his own small party. Mr Williams’ mutton consisted of first a little strong gravy soup lubricated and belatinised with a little tapioca; vis-a-vis the soup a little piece of sal mon cut out of the fish’s centre; lobster patties, rissoles, and two things with French names, stinking of garlic, on the flank. Enter a boiled turkey poult' with deli cate white sauce; a nice tongue, not too green nor too salt, and a small saddle of six-tooth mutton, home-bred homo fed; after this a stewed pigeon, faced by greengage tart, and some yellow cream twenty-four hours old; item, an iced pudding. A little Stilton cheese brought up the rear with a nice salad. This made way for a foolish trifling des sert of muscatel grapes, guava jelly, and divers kickshaws, diluted with agreeable wines varied by a little glass of Marasquino aud Co., at junctures. So far so nice! But alas! nothing is complete in this world, not even the dinner of a fair round justice with fat capon lined. There is always some drawback or de ficiency here below —confound it! tlio wretch of a cook had forgotten to send up the gruel a la Josephs. Next, day, after Mr Williams had visited the female prisoners, and com plimented Hawes on having initiated them into tho art of silence, he asked where the chaplain was. Hawes instant ly "despatched a messenger to inquire, and remembering that gentleman's threatened remonstrance, parried him by anticipation thus : “By tho by, sir, I havei a little com plaint to make of him?” “Indeed!” said Mr Williams, “what is that?” “He took a prisoner’s part against the discipline; but ho doesn’t know them, and they humbug him. But, sir, ought lie to preach against mo in the chapel of the gaol?” “Certainly not! Surely he has not been guilty of such a breach of discip line and good taste.’’ “Oh, but wait, sir,” said Hawes, “hear the whole truth, and then perhaps you will blame me. You must know, sir, that I sometimes let out an oath. 