Yeast: a Problem

reckless exhibition of feeling; but it profited little. The most consummate cunning could

d by them. And so this conversation only went to increase the unconscious estrangement between them, though they continued, as sisters will do, to lavish upon each other the most extravagant protestations of affection-vowing to live and die only for each other-and believing honestly, sweet souls, that they felt all they said; till real imperious Love came in, in one case of the two at least, shouldering all other affections right and left; and then the two beauties discovered, as others do, that it is not so possible or reasonable as they thought for a woman to sacrific

ice, 'but I am very weak, in spite of the Lord's goodness to

how are you after your cold bath? You

r. I am in your debt, sir, for the d

ow? You would have d

s how a poor miner's son will ever reward you; but the mouse repaid the lion, says the story, and, at a

fish,' said Lancelot, charmed wit

ower reeds. With this fresh wind he will run till noon; and you are sure of him with a dace. After that, he will not be up

e does but follow hi

ps, now, and blights, and vermin, and jack, and such evil-featured things, that carry spite and cruelty

me,' said Lancelot. 'But why t

bait from the stew. You'll do us keepers a kindness, and prevent sin, sir, if you'll catch him. The squire will swear sadly-th

's sake. Why bother yo

I must do it thoroughly;-and abide in the calling

now enough about it, at all events,' said t

tures of the water teach a man many less

w t

ord, and up to Winchester, even; and the money buys me many a wise b

lot warmly. 'I'll give you an order for a

d you, sir,' an

me quantity,' said the colone

pattern for an

and some golden pheasant and parrot feathers. We'r

p with a quaint,

lemen, you'll forgiv

el

be a party to the mak

ghed the colonel. 'Do you want to keep all us f

e get too much-we that hang about great houses and serve great folks' pleasure-you toss the money down our throats,

would keep us

God I

tting intensely interested with the calm, self-possess

lonel

ir, my good parson-keeper. Down charge, I say! Odd if I don'

morning; but the water washed many things out of my brain

a night have I been in the deep, like the man in the good book; and bed is the best of

down by the

to your trousers, sir; and this

our say out, friend,

colonel had passed the window, balancing the trolli

! And yet the Psalms say how they that go down to the sea in ships see the wor

lot w

war, I'll warrant,-and to have seen all the wonders he

s heart s

me's sake.-I dare not hold my tongue, sir. I am as one risen from the dead,'-and his face flashed up into sudden enthusiasm-'and woe to me if I speak not. Oh, why, why

anguage of the Dissenting poor, felt

you mean?'

waste all your gifts, your scholarship, and your rank, far away there out of the sound of a church-going bell? I do

on the

to set one a-thinking; but she don't seem t

arried the

ring a little

hink. After all-God forgive me if I'm wrong! but I sometimes think that there must be more good in that human wisdom, and philosophy falsely so called, than we Wesleyans hold. Oh, sir, what a blessing is a good education! What you ge

ave us all t

n as Colonel Bracebridge now, with the tongue of the serpent, who can charm any living soul he likes to his will, as a stoat charms a rabbit

rted, and bl

r!' And the keeper blushed crim

all alike! Do not the poor

hat do they want? Have they not houses, work, a ch

er smile

ians of them, and men of them. For I'm beginning to fancy strangely, in spite of all the prea

y not so

, as I read, were more like men than half our English labourers. Go and see! Ask that sweet heavenly angel, Miss Honoria,'-and the keeper again blushed,-'And she, too, will tell you. I think sometimes if she had been born and bred like h

ot was

or very imm

rces them. There's no sadder sight than a labourer's wedding now-a-days. You never see the parents come with them. They just get another couple,

t pos

w the folks you give to. If a few of you would but be like the blessed Lord, and stoop to go out of the road, just behind the hedge, for once, among th

elot, smiling; 'but I never was at one, and I shoul

t-I see you're in earnest now-will you come with me,

l be de

've been there

e, the squire's orders are, that you lie by for a few days to res

d face blazed out radiant with pleasure, and t

heartily by the hand, had his shake returned by an

azing on vacancy. Once

ugh he let them wander out of the road in

a mixed meditation-p