One of the ladies told her that her little girl should bring to shew her a most beautiful gold fillagree work-box set with precious stones, which one of the maids of honour about court, who was her godmother, had given her a few days before.

But not all the peppermint-drops in a chymist's shop could take away the taste of the fillagree-box from Julia.

The fillagree box was a fort of night-mare to her.

But the thought of the fillagree box by degrees took possession of her mind and rankled there as before.

She too had a Governess, and many lessons to learn and much to do, and she did them; but neither English history nor French fairy tales could quite drive away the fillagree box.

Well, she amused herself tolerably in spite of the visions of the fillagree box and the queen's hair, which now and then came between her and her usual feeling of self-satisfaction.

even though the fillagree box had been shown off and admired.

So now you see this triumph of simplicity over art, despoiled the fillagree box of all its horrors, for the innocent children admired her shells yet moreunsophisticated, and insensible to the long story about the value of the rubies, the maid of honour, and even the queen's hairs.

There were likewise several representations of plumes of feathers in fillagree work, some of gold and others of silver, with several fans of the same materials, and some beautiful plumes of green feathers.