Christie Johnstone

beaten and rough. She

; but there was no gratification in

st blame a neighbor of hers if he had broken in upon her too abruptly with this object. He then, with a blush, hinted at ten shillings, which he begged she

all this with a

anything had ever come to her, it had always been a misf

ing to her relief, and she did not real

ion, namely, his sister's embellished. It was briefly this: That the gentleman was a daft lord from England, who had come with the bank in h

tion, said, "Do me the favor to apply to me for any little sum you have a use for, and, in return, I will beg of you (if it d

was about to go, after bowing to he

when Jess Rutherford burs

d with s

er. "The sun wad set, and rise, and set again, ere

ny's the time I hae prayed for them, and could na hae them Sit ye doon! sit ye doon! I'll no let ye gan

his eyes, unable to conne

down, and felt v

cried at

sweet and wonderful thing, sympathy, is not less powerful. What

the widowed woman's heart, and now she looked u

an discern and appreciate sensibility

sympathy. She recalled her resolve, and the t

ed at home, like a lazy loon, and not sailed with them the night before." How she was anxious, and had all the public houses searched. "For he took a drop now and then, nae wonder, and him aye in the weather." Poor thing! when he was alive she used to call him a drunken scoundrel to his face. How, when the tide went down, a mad wife, whose husband had been drowned twenty years ago, pointed out something under the pier that the rest took for sea-weed floating-how it was the hair of her man's head, washed about by the water, and he was there, drowned without a cry or a struggle, by his enormous boots, that kept him in an upright position, though he was dead; there he stood-dead-drowned by slipping from the slippe

e real things to him; up to that moment they had been things in a

" She might have said, "Here I and sorrow sit.

d in his eye; it was with a strange sort of respect that he tried to console her.

e for a mightier hand; but a part of your distress appears to have been positive need; that we can at least dispose

the Scotch ice, which is very cold, and you shall get t

ld wife had seemed absorbed in her

" said she, "ti

hank him, rather

a ken, an' I dinna care; but ye're a gentl

e began

or the siller ye hae gien me; for he tha

e began

metal; but I canna feel your siller as I feel your winsome smile-the drop in your young een-an' the sweet words ye gied me,

melodious generality, like a stage parent's, or papa's in

who had the power and th

afflictions-and demanded of their Creator to bless the f

ndurance; yesterday she had said, "Surely

and her heart's blood se

him by lan

tal griefs; for s

em away from

of life; for she h

them one by o

" cried she, "and the storms a

"an' weel spent

e him dearly, or a b

by day; sleep to h

that eclipsed his dreams of human eloquence; and then, changing in a moment from

e wi' the rich upon the airth a' your da

e refused him the th

esent," said he, and

thoughtfu

h every sentence; and a

er realized is not knowledge

This universal world contains other guess sorrows than yours, viscount-s

urmur politely in the Upper House, and drone or hammer aw

s fed with peppered tongue, in a me

enough, for that matter.

efolks call "the World"; had experienced the honeyed words of courtiers, th

ed to have undergone

and jargon

and jarg

nd jargon-T

and jargon

en prating-Je

double effect of eloquence and novelty; an

for this poor woman, in case

Then he went to bed, and whether from the widow's bles

istina Johnstone, who borrowed every mortal book in his house, who sold him fish, invariably cheated him by the indelible force of habit, and then remorsefully undid the bargain, with a peevish entreaty that "he w

pointments; to acquire a browner tint, a lighter step, and a