beaver and white plume; a suit of gray silk, and a shirt stained with blood. May this be the last of such articles exhibited in the Klädskammar of Stockholm; and as ill luck in our own land went out with their allies, the Stuarts, so may it expire with the Wasa dynasty in Sweden! From this time there is little to interest. One case is regarded with tearful eye by all-that containing the arms and uniform of young Prince Gustaf, whose qualities endeared him to the whole nation-high and low, rich and poor, all tell the same tale of his talents and goodness. Our notice was first attracted, at the midsummer festival, by some young girls surrounding with a wreath of flowers the likeness of a charming-faced young man. On inquiring who it was whose memory was thus cherished, a bystander told us the story of this young prince; his great talent for music and painting; his gentle manners, which had won all hearts; his untimely death in Norway, and the general sorrow of the nation. And of this we had afterwards abundant proof; hair brushed off the forehead, fine expressive features-a man none could ever believe to be what the inscription announces—a Konunga Mordaren. But luckily all artists do not agree. Among the number lay one ugly enough to frighten any one of a dark night; so, settling that to be the real and faithful portraiture of the assassin, I looked at no other, and went away quite vicious. In one, published by Bonneville for the Cercle Social' in the first year of the Republic, he is termed the "Brutus Suédois;" in another, depicted at the whip. ping-post, leaping up in most unmanly fashion, crying out in pure doggrel "I repent, I repent under the lash; Pain makes me feel my crime. Preserve me from vengeance divine." Second son of King Oscar-born 1827; died 1852, Duke of Upland. for during our summer wanderings, in every peasant's house, or krog, wherever there hung a vile-coloured lithograph against the wall, there, wreathed with a faded garland of choicest wild flowers, was sure to be found the portrait of Prince Gustaf, with whom ends my saga of the royal Klädskammar of Sweden. Turning down Hercules-street, we reach the church of St. James the Less, built in 1300, and later set to rights by Jacob de la Gardie. The people have a legend concerning the erection of this building; a discrepancy of 250 years proving of no account. Jacob de la Gardie took boat, desiring to see his newly built palace from the Mälar. Puffed up with pride, he exclaimed, "God has no house in Stockholm equal to mine!" While gazing the turrets became dim, and, as he rubbed his eyes, grew dimmer still, until he could see no more. Jacob de la Gardie reached the shore stone-blind. In sorrow he determined to found a church whose spire should out-top the gilded vanes of the De la Gardie hus. When all was complete, with contrite heart he again took boat to view, in his mind's eye, the fruits of his atonement; and as he turned his sightless eyeballs towards the church, and thought with a sigh what a wicked man he was,-a glimmer of light seemed to pierce the dark atmosphere. Was it? No. Yes, it was the spire of St. James's church! Then, crossing himself, he turned, and beheld, first one -two-three, and as the last scale fell, the fourth gilded weather-cock of his own proud residence.-From that hour De la Gardie regained his sight. Now comes the Carl XIII.'s Torg, an oblong Place planted with trees. In the centre stands an ugly statue of the king, perched on a tall pedestal, where he seems to have hopped up, out of four lions' way; the animals, despairing of ever catching him, crouch, rudely turning their tails to the monarch. King Bernadotte destroyed the old royal garden with its clipped hedges and orangehouse, which, from old pictures, must have been a Tuileries in miniature-Bellman sings, "Corporal Molberg stood at his post before the iron gate; within, countesses and shepherdesses met and jostled each other, while despairing and tormented men sat among the flowerpots." Within the orange-house, decorated to resemble the Vatican, was given the famed masquerade to celebrate Gustaf III.'s return home from Italy, attended by 6000 people; the gardens blazed with 11,000 lamps; folks arrived at nine, and the fête lasted till five next morning-all at the public expense. We are now on Blasieholm, named after Blasius Dundee, a rich Scotch burgomaster, who in 1593 led the deputation of burgesses to receive the king and queen on their entry into Stockholm. This Blasius set up a Badstuga (bathhouse), which taking fire in 1625 burnt with such violence as to endanger the whole city. Following the Norrström's banks, by side the vessels laden with fire-wood, which here has its market, we reach the new Museum, still incomplete, a true Venetian palace; 'tis a pity the original design bears the Berlin post-stamp, instead of coming direct from the Adriatic. The stone arabesques are exquisite; a few odd-shaped skylights deform the roof; still, as a whole, its equal will be found in few capitals. Now, crossing a floating bridge, we reach the Skeppsholm, where midst trees stand a church and an old building of the Renaissance period, used as an artillery barrack, a summer plaisaunce of King John's; then passing the drawbridge, reach Castelholm with its small fortress, and, unless the Saltsjön be frozen over, -can get no further. There ends our last walk in Stockholm! CHAPTER XXXVII. No Swedish manufactures in time of Gustaf Wasa-Silk-trade established by Christina Looms of Carlsvik - Fur-trade - The lynx, bear, and otter - Swedish ermine equal to Siberian - Varieties of squirrels Faïence and porcelain of Mariberg and Rörstrand - Swedish marble — Carlberg, the Woolwich of Sweden - Haga and its silkworms - Favourite retreat of Gustaf III. — Ulriksdal, and bal costumé. SWEDEN can scarcely be called an industrial country. Gustaf Wasa first encouraged home manufactures, but with small success save among the peasantry. In the inventory of Gripsholm during the reign of King Gustaf, every object noted down is of foreign manufacture. Holland furnished the "grand linen sheets," Russia and Revel those of inferior quality, Flanders its "gold skins" and damask, while under the head of England appear forty-nine bolsters marked G and M, and sixty pillows -followed up by English coverlets, red counterpanes, scarlet cloth and flowered something, of which, writes the housekeeper, in 1548, "three yards were cut off to make the maids' bodices." Christina established silk-factories in Stockholm; a traveller of the day mentions gold, silver stuffs, and brocades; but to judge from the endless complaints of Queen Louisa Ulrika, who "never can get anything," the trade languished in the eighteenth century. A court fête being announced, "Taffetas has grown so dear these last three days, one yard costs now the price of a whole dress!" For the marriage of Prince Gustaf, "not a bit more gold lace to be got for trimming the |