North and South

'Your beauty was the first that won the place, And scal'd the walls of my undaunted heart, Which, captive now, pines in a caitive case, Unkindly met with rigour for desert;— Yet not the less your servant shall abide, In spite of rude repulse or silent pride.'

egiment was stationed;

that "gentleman" is a term that only describes a person in his relation to others; but when we speak of him as "a man," we consider him not merely with regard to his fellow-men, but in relation to himself,—to life—to time—to eternity. A cast-away lonely as Robinson Crusoe—a prisoner immured in a dungeon for life—na

turning to the poor dumb form with wild appeal.

, now the law is raised again us

'Not at work, sure enough,' said he, with a short, grim laugh. 'Not at what you call work. I were at the Committee, till I were si

What wi' hard work first, and sickness at last, hoo's led the life of a dog. And to die without knowing one good piece o' rejoicing in all her days! Nay, wench, whatever hoo said, hoo can know nought about it now, and I mun ha' a sup o' drink just to steady me again sorrow.'

She told me last of all to keep yo' fro' drink!'

Oh, help me! he's going out to drink again! Father, I'll not leave yo'

the idea that he had been drinking—not enough to intoxicate himself, but enough to make his thoughts bewildered.

mind. 'They rest from their labours.' 'The weary are at rest.' 'He giveth His beloved sleep.'

there's good and bad in everything in this world; and as you felt the bad up here, I thought it was but fair you should know the bad down there.'

would rather be a man toiling, suffering—nay, failing and successless—here, than lead a dull prosperous life in the old worn grooves of what you call more aristocratic society down in the South, with their slow days of careless ease. One may be clogged with honey and unable to rise and fly.'

North and South has both met and made kind o' friends in this big

Margaret went up into the old nursery at the very top of the house, where Newton was busy getting up some laces which were required for the wedding. While Newton went

cowering and gibbering

ramble among the woods and fields so

was sure she would make herself deadly

To parody a line out of Fairfax's Tasso—
'His strong idea wandered through her thought.'

But the future must be met, however stern and iron it be.