Yeast: a Problem

bottles of Carbonel's best port; for however abstemious the new lord himself mi

and unsteady on the box. Nor was it extraordinary that there was a heavy storm of lightning, for that happened three times a-week in the chalk hills the summer through; nor, again, that under these circumstances the horses, who were of the squire's own breeding, and never thoroughly broke (nothing was done thoroughly at Whitford), went rather wildly home, and that the carriage swung alarmingly down the steep hill

dress. Argemone, my child, I hop

red by some to

n Mrs. Lavingto

at poor young Lord Vi

ou disliked

eems moral and well inclined, and really desirous of doing g

ng that makes a great man. He knows nothing but what he has picked up ready-

ses Heaven to open your ey

om morning to night, but setting up our own fancies as the measure of all heaven and earth, and saying, each in his own

st fortune, too-such a means of good! Really we ought to have seen a little more of him. I think Mr. O'Blareaway's conver

at all a sainted young man, but, on the contrary, a very vulgar, slippery Irishman; and she

too much. We shall be bored to death with the Cam

s than one for bringing the young lord to Whitford), 'I think, my dear, that his conversatio

nose answer

have allowed to enter my house if I had suspected his religious views, the place has become a hotbed of false doctrine and

s might convert them to something quite as bad. How s

trusted. He has no liking for low companions. He is above jo

dark, for Honoria and Arg

. They have kept him so continually amused, that all my efforts to brin

to include every species of religious earnestness, from Quakerism to that of Mr. Newman). Mrs. Lavington used at first to dignify these disagreeables by the name of persecution, and now she was trying to convert the old man by coldness, severity, and long curtain-lectures, utterly unin

her mother's lamentations, now felt a little nettled and jealou

e is not likely to get much of it during Lord Vieuxbois's

e liberty of adding, that it is very painful to me to find you adding to the anxiety which your unfo

mother crossed her mind, and was peremptorily expelled again. What turn the conversation would have taken next, I know not, but at that moment Hon

pounds' worth of oaths (Bow Street valuation) at the servants, who were examining the broken wheel, with a side volley or two at Mrs. Lavington for being frightened. He often treated her

and a drunken coachman. Luckily for them, the colonel and Lanc

s usual, solve

t will carry

wi

get in, and Mr. Lavin

s red-hot with the gout? You must drive thr

id Argemone, in h

's worth of oaths by the squire, who, however, had tolerably recovered his good hu

ses behind them. It's only three miles home, and I should like to

thought

yourself to me,

In a moment the dog-cart had rattled off, with a parting curse f

and through him; and Argemone felt, she knew not why, a new

old, Miss

unprotected girlhood drew her heart closer to him. She remembered with pleasure the stories of his personal prowess, which had once made her think him coarse and brutal. For the first time in her life she knew the delight

gale was close to them, pouri

ate in the year f

mate. She is rearing a

him up to such an ecstasy of joy, and

ulness of all joy, th

he angels si

the angels must

love

o one

piritual love; not earthly love-a

y do not learn to love a

gelic life

ou so, Miss

In heaven they neither marry nor are giv

e next world. Love is eternal. Death may part lovers, but not love. And how do we know that these angels, as they call them, if th

hurch,' said Argemone, severely. (Curious and significant it is,

ery last persons to whom one would go to be taught about marriage? Strange! that people should take their notio

re very

see that Love is, like all spiritual things,

love spi

uestion for one who beli

us that the love of hu

as impossible for men to discern the spiritual beauty of marriage, degraded as it had been by heathen brutality? Do you not see that there must ha

her

es it, to think that marriage can last through eternity. But, then, what becomes

to so many pieces, like a cake, and give to one person one tit-bit, and another to another, as the Popish books would have you

eautiful i

y, like twin stars in one common atmosphere, for ever giving and receiving wisdom and might, beauty and bliss, and yet are barred from their bliss by some invisible adamanti

? He knew, and he felt that she was entrus

they are safe ho

mith, that he will swear so. I do not like to say it;

g or notion whatsoever to his own oaths. I have heard him do it with a smiling face to the very beggar t

so,' said Arg

of beech-wood opened, and showed the Priory lights twinkling right

aid she; "and then-You are going t

nt that my duty

you goin

fe, to try and do some good-to examine a little

ith, that I did not

me beauty is the sacrament of heaven, and love its gate; t

e a word to you o

on, to whom a human face can s

nderstood him. Why did she not

m from the dog-cart and behind him came

emone got into the carriage, Lancelot jumped into the dog-cart, took the reins, and relieved his heart by gall

ot? I hope you have made

andered till dawn in the woods around his cottage,