But, Fred, dear, I'm inclined to think she must have made her sewing-table walk into the front entry; and Aunt Solomon says the spirits rapped out the whole of Cousin Dorothy's history on the mantel-piece, behind those blue china vases,--you must have noticed them at the funeral,--and not a human hand within six feet."
Under all forms of positive or philosophic religion, it has developed itself, too glorious an attribute of man to be confined to any name or sect; but which, it is but truth and historical fact to say, is more especially fostered and favoured by Christianity; and its frequent appearance even under the most selfish and unchristian forms of Christianity is a stronger evidence of the divinity of that religion, than all the miracles of Brahma and Veeshnou could afford, even though they were supported with tenfold the judicial evidence of the Gospel miracles.
"Tu mets timidement la main sur le verrou; Reste en leurs rangs funebres!
You,--in a strong attempt made to hold up to execration the nature of Byron as deformed by all these hideous vices,--you, my friend, reverently unveiled the countenance of the mighty dead, and the lineaments struck remorse into the heart of every asperser.
"Thou art a good girl," replied Jeanne, much relieved, and little dreaming how she had been gulled by Mademoiselle Victorine,--"thou art a good girl, and thou shalt have my lavender-colored paduasoy gown if thou wilt lay thyself out to see that all is at its best, both in the bedrooms and for the supper.
Top your parts, ye villains!--You know how nicely I distinguish.
Some of these have been quoted by Mr. Wylie; but I have seen no notice taken of a very curious extract given by Visdelou.
And when it comes to waiting,--you should have named me Patience, sir!"
There we were, confined in our little amphitheatre; there was that diabolical bird peering down at us, and in another minute, somewhere in that space, would come that earth-shaking explosion--a mingling of crash and vohou'!
It is, of course, the figure of a man and not of a State; it is a man, clean, clean shaved and almost obtrusively strong-jawed, honest, muscular, alert, pushful, chivalrous, self-reliant, non-political except when he breaks into shrewd and penetrating voting--"you can fool all the people some of the time," etc.--and independent--independent--in a world which is therefore certain to give way to him.
But, soft: qui vou la?
In answer to what Lucy had said on the subject of my own necklace, I wrote as follows, viz:--"You speak of my reserving the more valuable pearls for one, who, at some future day, may become my wife.
Miss Stapylton put her head to one side and considered the contents of her vocabulary,--"you are like a viking.
he cried in a fierce voice--'you who have spied upon me--you will follow!
"Really, you make me blush," replied the mincing and languishing voice--"you men are dreadful creatures!"
Wait,--you shall see."
"But, Florette, you don' wan'--you don' wan'--a pop----" "Sh-h-h!
"How far are you walking?--you are not going so far as my little river here, I'll bet--" And then we understood that we were in the presence of romantic conversation, and we listened with a great gladness.
I shall never marry--" Lucy started--"and having now no heir nearer than John Wallingford"-- "John Wallingford!--you have cousins much nearer than he!"
That story of some one out west?--you laughed it away as idle gossip.
But you, Dolorosus,--you, to whom God gave youth and health, and who might have kept them, the one long and the other perchance always, but who never loved them, nor reverenced them, nor cherished them, only coined them into money till they were all gone, and even the ill-gotten treasure fell from your debilitated hands,--you, who shunned the sunshine as if it were sin, and called all innocent recreation time wasted,--you, who staid under ground in your goldmine, like the sightless fishes of the Mammoth Cave, till you were as blind and unjoyous as they,--what plea have you to make, what shelter to claim, except that charity which suffereth long and is kind?
This time it was--'You no drink a water in a filter.'
She was never without her bread and water,--you know the Lord has told his children that their "BREAD and WATER shall be SURE,"--and almost always she had a little tea and sugar in the cupboard.
Music of Water.--You saw hard by the rivulet darkening and stealing away, till your sight, though not your ear, lost it among the woodland.
cried Eltham, in his enthusiastic way--"you no doubt can do something to alleviate the poor man's suffering immediately.
Let the frisky woman appear to have her way,--you will win in the end!"
And if these points are not discussed, or settled, or decided, before the case is brought into court, still they often have very great weight even at the trial itself, when the case is stated in this way:--"You demanded too much; you demanded it too late; it was not your business to make such a demand at all; you ought not to have demanded it of me; or you ought not to have done so under this law, or in accordance with this formula, or in this court."
it is for thy sake only I wish for wealth.--You say she was somewhat better at the time you wrote last.
CHAPTER XI A LITTLE ABOUT JENNY Meanwhile, as New Zion moved and hummed and whizzed, and as "The Dawn" went on dawning week by week,--you couldn't expect the dawn oftener than once a week in Coalchester,--the love of Jenny and Theophil grew more and more perfect.
The counting by the micrometer took him a week.--You have, my full-grown friend, of these little couriers in crimson or scarlet livery, running on your vital errands day and night as long as you live, sixty-five billions, five hundred and seventy thousand millions.
Thou thoughtest thyself insensible, Selkirk, and behold, thou art weeping!--thou, who hast more than once seen, with unmoistened eye, men, thy companions, in war or at sea, fall beneath a furious sword, or under the fire of batteries!
Weep for the godlike life we lost afar-- Weep!--thou and I its scatter'd fragments are; And still the unconquer'd yearning we retain-- Sigh to restore the rapture and the reign, And grow divine again.
"Well,--you don't think it's"---- "I on'y wish it mebbe the veryaloud,--I on'y wish it mebbe.
'Well;--you see, John, some of us is born fools.
Search well!--you don't know what depends on it."
Aren't you well?--you who are always so abominably and adorably well!"
Come near, sir.--I know you well.--You are my terrae fili--that is--my boy of land--same three thousand pounds a year.
I am only now beginning to realise that you are in earnest in this idiotic piece of melodrama, but if you are--so are we.--You can starve us or shoot us or suffocate us, but we shall not sell wheat.--By God, we shan't!"
'"We"--you mean people generally?'
Flower and crag, Burnside and boulder, heather and whin,--you don't Dream you can match them south of this?
Whaddyou mean, a couple?
Ah, the--whadd'you-call'ems--in the savoury sauce, that is Henri's secret!
What!--I?--You were jealous?
The best pudding in the world is a loaf of bread, (What!--you will say--bread again?)
Besides, when one has a wife like Aniela one wants to stop with her a little while,--you understand, eh?"
'Tis the land of Fancy, and is of that pleasant kind that, when you tire of it--whisk!--you clap the leaves of this book together and 'tis gone, and you are ready for everyday life, with no harm done.
She had given her hand to a noble-hearted American gentleman, upon whom I looked as being worthy of my darling's choice; and as she placed one hand within his, she took the hand of her father with the other, and whispered,--'you now give your daughter to another, yet it shall only serve to bind me still closer to my father.'
"Nay," quoth the Tanner boldly--for, though taken by surprise, he was not a man to be frightened by big words--"thou liest in thy teeth.
"Why," he stammered, "why,--you see--but never mind.