'Dancing on the hill tops,
Singing in the valleys,
Laughing with the echoes,
Merry little Alice.
If her father's cottage
Turned into a palace,
And he owned the hill tops
And the flowering valleys,
She'd be none the happier—
Happy little Alice.'
—and had a pencil sketch at top of a child on a pointed hill.
"I am just about finishing a batch of these—belonging to last week, alas!—but I am also finishing the frontispiece of the Carols. These shall come very soon.
"Believe me,
"Faithfully yours,
"Arthur Hughes."
Hallelujah.
THE "SUNDAY MAGAZINE."
By Arthur Hughes.