What Will He Do With It, Book 3.

shaves his poodle, and puts on a black coat.-Hints at the

n long curls like the beard of a Ninevite king; his boots were those of a courtier in the reign of Charles II.; his eyes looked forth in dark splendour from locks white as the driven snow. This feat performed, Waife slept the sleep of the righteous, and Sir Isaac, stretched on the floor beside the bed, licked his mottled flanks and shivered: "/il faut souffrir pour etre beau/." Much marvelling, Sophy the next morning beheld the dog; but, before she was up, Waife had paid the

ty of character in a French poodle than in an English mastiff, whenever a poodle is of use to us and the mastiff is not. But oh, waste of care! oh, sacrifice of time to empty names! o

Grand

ratory academies precisely that which avails us naught when we are to face the world! What is to be don

led any name at all. He observes

ll the appellations by which humanity knows him be condensed into a pitiful monosyllable. Nevertheless (as you will find when you are older), people are obliged in practice to renounce for themselves the application of those rules which they philosophically prescribe for others. Thus, while I grant that a change of name for that dog is a question belonging to the policy of Ifs and Buts, common

uiringly her blu

n of Gatesboro' becomes a sober, staid, and respectable personage, under the appellation

thought of these aliases, which, if requisite for safety, were still akin to imposture? If so, poor child, she had much yet to set right with her conscience! All I ca

ould look so. I, in this old coat, have the air of a pedler, so I will change it, and enter the town of Gatesboro' in the cha

shifts to which he has been put for bread and salt, the wonder is, not that he is full of stage tricks and small deceptions, but that he has contrived to retain at heart so much childish simplicity. When a man for a series of years has only had his wits to live by, I say not that he is necessarily a rogue,- he may be a good fellow; but you can scarcely expect his code of honour to be precisely the same as Sir Philip Sidney's. Homer expresses through the lips of Achilles that sublime love of truth which even in those remote times was the becoming characteristic of a gentleman and a soldier. But then, Achilles is well off during his whole life, which, though distinguished, is short.

ay whistle resounded towards the right,-a long train rushed fr

aimed Waife; "mak

f those panting steam monsters,-so artfully, amidst the busy competition of nudging elbows, over-bearing shoulders, and the impedimenta of carpet-bags, portmanteaus, babies in arms, and shin- assailing trucks, did he look round, consequentially, on the /qui vive/, turning his one eye, now on Sophy, now on Sir Isaac, and griping his bundle to his breast

ke this bundle, and walk on before me to the High Street."-"Could not I take the bundle, Grandfather? The man will charge so much," said

stelries. The Saracen's Head pleased him, though its imposing size daunted Sophy. He arrested the steps of the porter, "Follow me close," and stepped across

resembled that of the late Duke of B----, not quite royal, but as near to royalty as becomes a subject. He added, recovering his head,-"And on the first floor?" The landlady did not courtesy, but she bowed, emerged from the bar, and

rawing-rooms, but her drawing-room was not accustomed to dogs. She had just laid down a new carpet. And such are the strange and erratic affinities in nature, such are the incongruous concatenations in the cross-stitch of ideas, that there are associations between dogs and carpets, which, if wrongful to the owners of dogs, beget no unreason

ience, -a gentleman with effects so light, and hands so aristocratically helpless. Herein were equally betokened the two attributes of birth and wealth; namely, the habit of command and the disdain of shillings. A vague remembrance of the well-known story how a man and his dog had arrived at the Granby Hotel, at Harrowgate, and been sent away roomless to the other and less patrician establishment, because, while he had a dog, he had not a servant; when, five minutes after such dism

" quoth the Pere Noble. "Take my arm,

er best: she pulled down the blinds to shut out the glare of t

ongs to the high-bred. "The room will do, ma'am. I will let you know later whether we shall require beds. As to dinner, I am not particu

the town, but his counting-house is just

am

Har

is political opinions, I think, are"

so, sir. Mr. Hartopp

ch plate glass-must march with the times. I think I have heard that Mr. Har

r. The Mayor takes great interest in the G

expressing themselves,-"March" and "Spread." Not an address had parliamentary aspirant put forth to the freemen and electors of Gatesboro' but what "March" had been introduced by the candidate, and "Spread" been suggested by the committee. Still she thought that her guest, upon the whole, looked and bowed more like a member of the U

shall be ruined, you, too, who are so careful not to get

s forehead. "Do not alarm yourself: stay here and repose;

, and in composed fashion, like a /pere noble/; then, making a sign to Sir Isaac to rest quiet, be passed to the door; there he halted, and turning towards Sophy

as g