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 height of 3-4 feet, and closed on the two other sides like ordinary forging hearths. The hearth and cavity (crucible) are formed of a mixture of fire-proof clay, charcoal and buck-ashes. The tube of a pair of bellows is inserted into one of the sides of the furnace at some small distance above the bottom. The powdered roast slag, either mixed or not with loam or silica, is put into this furnace on the ash-earth, the whole covered with charcoal, and heated until the mass is in a state of fusion. The melted black metal, consisting chiefly of sulphide of iron with sulphide of copper is received in the cavity at the bottom. From time to time the silicic iron slag is removed from the surface of the molten metal, the coarse metal is cooled superficially by a little water and taken out of the cavity in the form of discs. In this state it is named Kawado or sheave copper.

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The coarse metal of the former operation is now placed with charcoal into cavities (thick crucibles) of fire-proof clay fixed in the bottom of a furnace with square chimnies similar to that already described, and heated. A strong current of air is then directed upon the metal, and the latter is stirred with an iron rod to facilitate the oxidization of the remaining parts of the iron sulphide. The cavity is then covered with a thick plate, made from fire-proof clay and sand. The joints are plastered with a mixture of clay and buck-ashes, and, after drying, the whole is heated strongly. The remainder of the iron is absorbed as oxide by the slag, the latter being produced by the clay and buck-ashes of the covering plate and cavity. The temperature is raised gradually until the heat is as intense as possible and the metal commences—as the Japanese say—“to boil.” This ‘boiling’ is caused by the action of oxide of copper upon sulphide of copper in a strong heat. By this action metallic copper and sulphurous acid gas are formed, the latter escaping with violent ebullition from the molten mass. After the

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 when he had said the final word, a distinction he had not conferred on any of the others.

Then Garland took over the program again. He produced a gold badge of office, and another cowman, unknown to Dunham, came forward with a costly belt and pistol. Garland said he would call on one of the fair daughters of the fairest land that lay under the heavens to come forward and invest the new sheriff with his arms and badge of authority, like a knight of olden days, among whom, said Garland with a true Kansas oratorical bound, there was none more valiant than this knight of the Arkansas, the county's six-hundredth citizen, and its first.

That was cowmen's day, and Dunham was their choice. Zora Moore was the fair daughter who stepped in front of Bill and grinned provokingly as she pinned on the badge, and went on grinning still more provokingly, as if to say she had known all the time this was going to come off, while she buckled the new belt around him. Bill, red and tingling, stood lifting his hands as a man does when a tailor takes his girth, or when he surrenders, as Bill surrendered then and there, without a condition to his name.

The judge handed Bill his commission, already signed by the governor, for the cattlemen had left nothing undone to make their big day complete, down to the very end.

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 look to you to enforce the law to the limit, and they know you'll do it. They stand behind you to a man."

The new county attorney was sitting close by, a young man of ingratiating presence with plenty of barber's perfumed grease on his sleek black hair. He looked a little resentful, and colored up as if he considered a retort that would put the cattlemen right in their presumption that all the executive power of that county lay in the sheriff's hands. He held his tongue, but placed no restraint over his tricky eye, which he winked at Puckett in mocking discount of this innocent aggrandizement of power. The county attorney had a dark and sensuous eye with a slow, fat lid, suggestive of bribery and intrigue.

They gave Bill another cheer, the yipping of the cowboys like a red border on the uproar that spread wide over the townsite of Pawnee Bend. These vociferous young men kept their guns in the leather, having been warned beforehand of the peril voters' heads would be in from the indiscriminate dropping of lead around the landscape.

Yipping was only a sort of half expression for a cowboy of that day, who felt that he had something inside him unsaid unless he had shot off his gun in the climax of his exuberance. They must have something to make their happiness complete, and nothing but a speech from Sheriff Bill Dunham would seem to fill the void.

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 past was a great way behind him, indeed. He felt mature and seasoned, as a man confident of himself and his destiny should feel; he had accomplished what he had dreamed of doing back in the days when he read of those free-handed shooting men of Dodge. The world was not sitting on his chest any longer, pinning his arms to the ground with its knees. He had flopped the bully; the dust of the under dog was no longer on his back.

He stood before them tall and big-jointed, hat in his hand, the hot wind moving his shaggy brown hair, which had grown long in the weeks of his sequestration at Moore's ranch, the new belt around his gaunt middle, the new gun hanging down long on his thigh. The surprise of his new fortune was still over him, but above its confusion his pride rose high.

There was a creaking of saddle leather as the men on horseback adjusted themselves to hear the new sheriff's speech, a craning forward in intense expectation among the crowd on the benches and the vehicles gathered around. Bill stood a little while, which seemed a long time to him, head bent as if collecting his thoughts and marshaling his words, but they were the most elusive thoughts, the most unruly words, he ever had tried to corner in his life.

All his reading and accumulation of odds and ends of knowledge were of little use to Bill Dunham then. That was a gathering of practical people; they didn't want quotations from something said by other men. They wanted to hear something original, for that was a country where originality was respected. It had more of a chance in the short-grass country than in the

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 crowded centers; it stood out there like a white picket in a brown fence.

Bill Dunham considered all that, and put the thought of books out of his mind. He looked up with his slowstretching, whimsical grin, put his hat on the chair he had occupied before his exaltation, and began to talk in a way that was as easy and natural as water running over a rock.

He didn't attempt anything sentimental; he didn't say a word about being grateful for his unexpected elevation to that position of power and trust. He just told them about his feelings that day of his arrival in Pawnee Bend, and how he had thought the country the barest, bleakest, lonesomest spot a mistaken wayfarer ever wandered into. He said he felt that day as if he had climbed to the very top of Kansas and found it bald-headed, and that he was the doctor who had been called in to make its hair grow. It was such a hopeless undertaking it had made him weak in the knees.

They rocked in their saddles and bounced up and down on the springy planks when Bill told them that part of his story, to grow grave as he turned it deftly to give them a picture of the same place transformed into a fruitful land of promise by the thousand blooms of friendship that had sprung along his way.

Those who knew him best were the greatest surprised and delighted by the revelation of a quality quite unsuspected in such a modest, quiet-tongued young man. It was as if an unpromising guest had taken up the fiddle and played them an entrancing tune.

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 Dunham didn't hint at any great overturn of conditions, now that the law had come to Pawnee Bend. He made no promise of faithful performance in his office, said no word that would make the most iniquitous move uneasily in their seats. But there was something under his modest, subtly humorous way that confirmed them in the wisdom of their choice.

He didn't abuse his opportunity; he had heard enough congressmen to know when to stop. He cut it off with unexpected suddenness, while their appreciation was keenest.

"I never did make a speech," he said, reaching out and grabbing his hat like he had been struck with sudden stage fright and was going to bolt, "and I'm not goin' to try to do it now. But if anybody knows the man that stole my horse, I wish they'd point him out."

"Congressional timber there," said the judge, nodding wisely to Major Simmons as the applause rose and spread, and the crowd of potential deputy sheriffs put their horses in movement for a grand rush into town.

But they were not thinking of congressional timber. They'd better take on a little refreshment and improve the shining hours: that was their thought. That dry-humored Bill Dunham was going to close the joints. He hadn't said a word about it, but they knew, to the simplest man among them, that the law had arrived in Pawnee Bend and the letter of it was going to be enforced. They would drink while they could, and if Bill Dunham called on them they'd be right there with the same rush to help him put padlocks on the doors of every joint in town.

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 It was dusk that evening when the new sheriff hired a horse at the livery barn and set off in the direction of John Moore's ranch. There had been a good deal to do in the way of consultations and establishing the county officers in temporary quarters pending the building of the court house. Zora had only slipped Bill a little handshake along with several hundred other handshakes, and gone her way without giving him a chance for a word. Now Dunham was riding in such desperation toward the pea-green mansion that people who met him on the road thought he must have got word of the man who stole his horse.

"I don't suppose it'll do a dang bit of good," said he, with a hopeless sinking inside him, but an unshaken determination that urged him on.

He stopped at the top of the hill from which he first had seen the lights of the Moore homestead. It was dark now, and the lights were twinkling through the cottonwood leaves. He thought of Zora, the kind stranger of that night, and of Zora, the kinder friend. In past days he had built up his hopes of a dearer relationship, but they had been so utterly without a foundation of such substance a man must have to come wooing a cattle baron's daughter that his mouth turned dry and his tongue got thick. He never could say the words.

Why, in those days he didn't even have a job. Things were different now. He had come into his own.

"But I don't think it'll do a darn bit of good," he sighed, sitting there looking down at the lights.

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 courage stretched out in rather a tenuous line along the road behind him.

"Well, I don't know," he said, plodding along slowly, head bent, trying to think out that problem in meditative concentration as he had figured out many a one before that day. "By all rights a sheriff ought to be a married man"—a tremendous sigh, looking ahead at the lights—"but danged if I know!"

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, the temperature is again raised to ensure the complete separation of the copper from the slag. The metal is finally cooled with a little water and taken out of the cavity in the form of sheaves. It bears the name =crude copper (Engl. blistered copper: Germ. schwarz-kupfer) and is now carried from the melting place into the refinery.

4th.——Refining to obtain dry copper (Gaar-kupfer) (Mabuki-do).

The two following operations were formerly practised at the Government Refinery at Osaka only; but are now common in all the provinces.

The blistered copper obtained by the foregoing process, still contains some quantity of iron, sulphur and a small proportion of tin, lead, arsenic, &c. To remove all these impurities about 150 kilogrammes of the metal are placed in cavities of fire-proof clay made in the hearth of a small furnace similar to that already described, the whole is covered with charcoal and air is allowed to pass over the surface of the melted copper. By these means small quantities of iron, tin, and also of copper are oxidized, and form with the silicic acid of the hearth or ashes a slag which floats upon the surface of the melted copper. At the same time any remaining traces of sulphur are removed as suphuroussulphurous [sic] acid. The slag is constantly removed with long iron ladles until the surface of the metal remains pure. Finally, a little water is thrown upon it to produce the solidity of the upper portion, so that a sheave of copper may be taken out of the cavity. This is repeated until the crucible is empty. The cakes of dry copper thus obtained still contain an excess of cuprous oxide which is removed in the following manner. In the stage last described it is called by the Japanese =“often melted copper” (Gaar-kupfer).

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 to 35 kilos in loose crucibles of fire-proof clay. The copper is covered with powder of pure charcoal in order to reduce the small quantity of sub-oxide of copper contained in the dry copper. This portion of sub-oxide makes the copper brittle and must therefore be partly at least removed if copper of great tenacity is required. The whole of the cuprous oxide is not to be removed because copper which is perfectly free from the sub-oxide does not possess the maximum of toughness, a fact which the copper smelters in England fully recognize, taking the greatest care to avoid ‘underpoled’ as well as ‘overpoled’ copper. When the metal is liquefied and all the impurities lave been carefully removed from the surface, it is cast in iron moulds which are divided in 10-12 bar-forms, or sometimes also into square cakes. These moulds are placed in warm water and are then filled with liquid metal. As soon as the bars or plates are solidified, they are taken out of the moulds with a pair of pincers and immediately put for a short time into the vapour of boiling-water. By this means—which is not resorted to in Europe —the copper bars or plates assume the beautiful high red colour characteristic of Japanese bar copper. It now bears the name of Saö-buki-do, i.e. copper melted in bars. If the roasting has not been sufficient, there remain some traces of arsenic in the bar copper which make it brittle and greatly depreciate its commercial value. If the copper ore—ns is the case with many kinds of copper pyrites and grey copper ore—contains enough gold or silver, the coarse metal obtained from the second operation is worked in another manner in the refineries. We will describe afterwards the process of separation of these precious metals, which consists of a liquidation-process, in the “metallurgy of silver.”

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138 Ravish our daughters?

Hark! I hear their drum.

Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!

Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head!

Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood;

Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!

What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power?

Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come.

K. Rich. Off with his son George's head!

Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the marsh:

After the battle let George Stanley die.

K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:

Advance our standards! set upon our foes!

Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George,

Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons!

Upon them! Victory sits upon our helms.

[Exeunt.]

Cate. Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk! rescue, rescue!

The king enacts more wonders than a man,

Daring an opposite to every danger:

His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,

Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.

Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

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SYMNS, JOHN MONTFORT. Adm. at CAIUS, Oct. 1, 1898. [2nd] s. of the Rev. John Edward (above), Head Master of Bancroft's School, Woodford Wells, Essex [and Mary Corser]. B. Jan. 11, 1879, in London. School, Aldenham. Matric. Michs. 1898; exhibitioner; B.A. 1901; M.A. 1905. Assistant Master at a prep. School at Exmouth, 1902; at Rottingdean School, 1903; at Sutherland House School, Windlesham, 1905-6. Principal of the Diocesan Boys' School, Rangoon, 1907-8. Inspector (and afterwards Director of Public Instruction) in the Indian Educational Service, Burma ; retired, 1935. Served in the Great War, 1914-19 (Major, I.A.R.O.; General Staff Officer). Married, Jan. 3, 1907, Fides Irene, eldest dau. of E. A. Tewson, Esq., of Tunbridge Wells, and had issue. Author: Horace in Burma ; The Pagoda and the Poct; The Mark of the East and other Poems, etc. Died June 17, 1945, at Pilgrim's Rest, St Stephen's, Canterbury, ( Venn, II. 559; Univ. War List; Schoolmasters' Directories; The Times, June 19, 1946.)
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 CROOKED—EYES. BY

WIINIE

WILLIAI.

It was a pleasant May morning, I don’t care to tell how many years ago, when neatly arrayed in my new pink frock and white apron, and holding tightly by my brother's hand, I made my first appearance in a school-room. Dear! such rows of prim little children, with folded trms and weary looking faces; and then the teacher, seated before her table—the rale occupying a very conspicuous place thereupon—and a sort of Alexander-Selkirk-look stamped on her thin features, which plainly said:

"I'm monarch of all I survey.

She soon spied me, and after ascertaining that my name was “Mary Miller—but mamma called me Mollis”—I was led to a seat by the side of a  Tery demure looking little girl with red hair and crooked eyes; being kindly told by the teacher, that if I whispered or made any noise during school-time, I should be punished.

The hours dragged by so heavily, and tired of sitting still, I had almost fallen asleep, when my seat-mate applied her finger nails to my bare inn in a manner that caused me to make a trial of my elocutionary powers, much to the indignation of my worthy teacher, who immediately seated me on a long bench by a row of little boys in blue-checked aprons. I cried until the teacher said, “School’s dismissed,” and oh! such a walk home as we had. The sun never shone so brightly, the birds sang so gaily, nor the flowers looked so radiantly beautiful. I enjoyed it all very much, but my happiness received a  blow when, upon my reaching home, brother told our folks how “naughty Mary had been, and that the teacher made her sit with the boys!”

Mamma administered a severe reproof, and kept me in doors for a whole hour, when I was wanting so much to see how robin and his mate were progressing in their building operations.

“Is yonr name Mollie Butterfly?” asked my  red-headed heroine, the next day at recess.

“No!” I answered, indignantly, “my name is  Mary Miller.”

“Well butterflies and millers are the same, you know. Do you like candy?” handing me a  quantity of pepper-mint drops. “I didn’t mean to hurt you yesterday, but it was such fun to see you wake up.” I thought the fun was all on one side: however, I accepted the peace- offering, and thereafter we were inseparable friends.

What times we used to have! Rebecca Wood and I, always being assisted in our sport by Charles Dean, the ringleader in all mischief. He was continually doing and saying funny things, for which he was daily kept after school to be “reckoned with” by our teacher; and after “doing penance” would join us girls not far from the school-house, and then for a ramble in the woods to search for flowers and berries, or a slide down hill in winter time. The year passed on and still we were scolded at home, and whipped at school, enjoying ourselves immensely the while, until Charlie Dean, then a handsome boy of fifteen, was sent away to pursue his studies preparatory to entering college. Before he started, he came to bid me good bye.

“I know I shan’t have any such fun away at school, as I had here with you and Becky,” he said, in a mournful tone as we stood by the garden gate. “I must see her before I go. Becky is a capital good girl, but she has such a comical expression in her crooked eyes. Isn’t it funny, Moll? but I never know when she’s looking at me. Don’t tell her I said so.”

“No,” said a mocking voice close by us, “don’t tell her I said so! You needn’t be scared, Charlie Dean, I wouldn’t take the trouble to look at you.”

“Don’t get mad, Becky,” replied Charlie in a conciliatory tone. “I don’t mean anything, and I do think your eyes are really pretty, that is, when you don’t look cross,” he added archly.

“Who cares what yon think, you ugly thing, you!” retorted Becky, now thoroughly provoked.

“Well, good bye, Moll,” said Charlie, giving my hand a fraternal grip, as I turned away to hide my tears. “Don’t feel bad, Butterfly. We'll have all the more fun during vacation: and don’t let old vinegar face make you study too hard.” I secretly thought there was not much danger of my being very studious.

“Come now, Crooked-eyes, let us part good friends,” said Charlie, playfully imprinting a kiss on her red curls, for she had averted her face. “Won't you say good bye?” Becky

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muttered something that sounded to me very much like “Good riddance!” but Charlie construed it otherwise, and, after a few words, was out of sight. Becky and I proceeded to the arbor, where, sitting down, she laid her head on my shoulder, and burst into tears. “I am so sorry I was so cross to Charlie,” she sobbed, “but I couldn’t help it, and I was determined he shouldn’t know I cared anything about his going away.”

I soothed her as host I could, and in half an hour we were gayly discussing a plan for a pic¬ nic. “There won’t be much fun without Charlie, to be sure,” said Becky, mournfully, as she tied on her sun-bonnet,” but I don’t intend to mope to death this summer.”

Daring Charlie’s first and second vacations, Becky was away visiting, and ever after he spent them at his uncle’s, it being much nearer than his own home. So years passed on, and the two school-mates never met.

Charlie scribbled a few lines to “Butterfly” once in a while, and in one of his notes he confidentially told me that “cousin Rose was a regular little Venus, and he was sorely tempted to fall in love.” I showed the letter to Becky: she turned slightly pale, and, pleading a head-ache, she went home, taking the precious document with her. I have never seen it since.

Time passed, and Becky and I wero nineteen. Three years before we had left “Madam Selkirk’s” for a fashionable boarding-school, and were spending the first summer after our “finishing up,” as Becky called it, in rambling through the Woods, and trying to awe our simple villagers by a display of our learning. Mamma came to the wise conclusion that Becky was an unprc Stable companion, and determined to banish me from Graggsville. Accordingly, preparations were made for my spending a few weeks with an aunt of my mother’s.

“It will be a very few weeks, I can assure you, Becky,” I said, as we were sitting under the grape arbor, the evening before we were to start; “I shall horrify aunt Jerusha by my romping propensities, and she will conclude that home is the best place for me: so you’ll see me back before long.”

“Here’s a letter for you, sis,” and brother tossed it into my lap. It was from Charlie. He had graduated, or been “expelled,” as he wrote, and was “coming home to play tag with Becky and Butterfly.”

“I wish aunt Jerusha was in the Dead Sea!” said I, after reading the letter aloud. “Well, I hope you will make a conquest, Becky; I always thought Charlie fancied you more than he did me. As for myself, aunt Jerusha hasn't more than a dozen grown-up sons, and—and—who knows but what she may fancy me for a daughter-in-law!”

“Generous girl!” said Becky, laughing, while a bright color suffused her cheeks.

I took a second look at her. Really “Crooked- eyes” was growing handsome. Her organs of sight were only crooked enough to look roguish, and her red hair had changed to a pretty auburn. Well, I started before sunrise the next morning, and in the evening was comfortably seated in aunt Jerusha’s parlor, discussing picture-books with cousin Frank, aunt’s “third sweet son.” A pair of black eyes haunted my dream that night, and—well, after a visit of two months, I started for Craggsville, having promised Aunt Jerusha and Frank that I would come back soon, and live with them all my life.

The morning after my arrival home, Charlie Dean rushed into our little parlor, and, after kissing me, and dancing round the room awhile, threw himself on the sofa, exclaiming,

“Well, Butterfly, I am going to commit matrimony.”

“Ah! who is to be made so extremely miserable?”

“Crooked-eyes, of course, you wicked puss!” he replied, gayly, and just then Becky came in. “You hateful thing, you!” said she to Charlie, after she had nearly smothered am with kisses, “I think you are real mean.”

“I wanted to tell you first, myself,” she said, as, after Charlie had gone, we sat in the parlor, exchanging confidences. “However, it don’t make much difference: and I am so delighted to think aunt Jerusha fancied you; but I never it dreamed of such a thing as Charlie’s loving me did you, Moll?”

“Well, it is rather singular, Crooked-eyes; but then, you know there’s no accounting for taster and Charlie is somewhat eccentric.”

For which saucy reply I had my ears pinched, Becky told Charlie all about aunt Jerusha and Frank, whereupon the said gentleman declared his cup of happiness was overflowing; and Frank coming to our village, in a week or two, for the purpose of arranging some “business matters” with papa, and having “passed examination” creditably, we had lots of fun together. We were all married at the same time, for Charlie said “there was no use in making two fusses, and he always believed in killing two birds with one stone.” I do not intend to tell how becoming orange blossoms and white blonde were to Miss Becky, or how her “crooked eyes” looked almost beautiful with the world of love that


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This list shews at how many different places copper has already been found in Japan. It will not astonish us that copper and also gold and silver have been exported from this country on a large scale since the Japanese first came into contact with Europeans in about 1545. These large quantities of metal must have been found and smelted in Japan, because no Japanese history speaks of the import of these metals. We have endeavoured to estimate the quantity exported out of this country by examining the journals kept by the old Dutch factory at Desima. Although we cannot guarantee the following numbers to be exactly correct, still we can vouch for their being tolerably so.

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K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

Cate. Withdraw, my lord; I'll help you to a horse.

K. Rich. Slave! I have set my life upon a cast,

And I will stand the hazard of the die.

T think there be six Richmonds in the field;

Five have I slain to-day, instead of him.—

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

[Exeunt.]

Richm. God and your arms be prais'd, victorious friends:

The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.

Der. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee!

Lo! here, this long-usurped royalty

From the dead temples of this bloody wretch

Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal:

Wear it, [enjoy it,] and make much of it.

Richm. Great God of heaven, say amen to all!

But, tell me, is young George Stanley living?

Der. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;

Whither, if you please, we may withdraw us.

Richm. What men of name are slain on either side?

Der. John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,

Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.

Richm. Inter their bodies as become their births:

 7 Cf. n.

9 cast: i.e. of the dice, a gambler's chance

10 hazard: chance

11 six Richmonds; cf. n.

16 acquit: acquitted

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"A curious thing happened one cold night, the place being the edge of a dense forest not many miles from here, the house being built of logs, the room being low and having a huge fireplace, the furniture consisting of a number of comfortable chairs arranged about the fire, and the time being early candlelight.

"It may well be thought that there was developed in the forest a certain amount of curiosity in the fact that a fire burned brightly in a house which contained no living soul and that plenty of candles lighted up a room for no apparent purpose; for the animal life of the forest has quite as much curiosity as you and I and most other people have, and this is the reason that into the window there looked the squirrels, the owls, and the rabbits that made their homes in the trees or in the burrows of the woods. 94


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Rh :Piqui Chaqui. Silence, master, do not speak, The old man doubly is informed; Fore-knowing every word you say, Already he has guessed it all.

 * (He lies down on a bank.)

He sees me. I must speak to him.

 * (The Uillac Uma comes forward.)

O Uillac Uma, Great High Priest, I bow before thee with respect; May the skies be clear for thee, And brightest sunshine meet thine eyes.
 * Uillac Uma. Brave Ollantay! Princely one!

May all the teeming land be thine; May thy far-reaching arm of might Reduce the wide-spread universe.
 * Ollantay. Old man! thine aspect causes fear,

Thy presence here some ill forebodes; All round thee dead men's bones appear, Baskets, flowers, sacrifice. All men when they see thy face Are filled with terror and alarm. What means it all? why comest thou? It wants some months before the feast. Is it that the Inca is ill? Perchance hast thou some thought divined Which soon will turn to flowing blood. Why comest thou? the Sun's great day, The Moon's libations are not yet The moon has not yet nearly reached The solemn time for sacrifice.
 * Uillac Uma. Why dost thou these questions put,

In tones of anger and reproach?

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346 Am I, forsooth, thy humble slave? That I know all I'll quickly prove.
 * Ollantay. My beating heart is filled with dread,

Beholding thee so suddenly; Perchance thy coming is a sign, Of evils overtaking me.
 * Uillac Uma. Fear not, Ollantay! not for that,

The High Priest comes to thee this day. It is perhaps for love of thee, That, as a straw is blown by wind, A friend, this day, encounters thee. Speak to me as to a friend, Hide nothing from my scrutiny. This day I come to offer thee A last and most momentous choice— 'Tis nothing less than life or death.
 * Ollantay. Then make thy words more clear to me,

That I may understand the choice; Till now 'tis but a tangled skein, Unravel it that I may know.
 * Uillac Uma. 'Tis well. Now listen, warlike Chief:

My science has enabled me, To learn and see all hidden things Unknown to other mortal men. My power will enable me To make of thee a greater prince. I brought thee up from tender years, And cherished thee with love and care; I now would guide thee in the right, And ward off all that threatens thee. As chief of Anti-suyu now, The people venerate thy name; Thy Sovereign trusts and honours thee, E'en to sharing half his realm. From all the rest he chose thee out,

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Rh And placed all power in thy hands; He made thy armies great and strong, And strengthened thee against thy foes; How numerous soe'er they be, They have been hunted down by thee. Are these good reasons for thy wish, To wound thy Sovereign to the heart? His daughter is beloved by thee; Thy passion thou wouldst fain indulge, Lawless and forbidden though it be. I call upon thee, stop in time, Tear this folly from thy heart. If thy passion is immense, Still let honour hold its place. You reel, you stagger on the brink— I 'd snatch thee from the very edge. Thou knowest well it cannot be, The Inca never would consent. If thou didst e'en propose it now, He would be overcome with rage; From favoured prince and trusted chief, Thou wouldst descend to lowest rank.
 * Ollantay. How is it that thou canst surely know

What still is hidden in my heart? Her mother only knows my love, Yet thou revealest all to me.
 * Uillac Uma. I read thy secret on the moon,

As if upon the Quipu knots; And what thou wouldst most surely hide, Is plain to me as all the rest.
 * Ollantay. In my heart I had divined

That thou wouldst search me through and through; Thou knowest all, Councillor, And wilt thou now desert thy son?
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 In No. 174, the Algebraical expression of the required value is shown to be $$\frac{1-v^{70}}{r} - \text{A}$$.

so that if the annuity were L. 1000, the value of the reversion would be L. 6694, 13s. 7d.

178. Ex. 3. An annuity for the term of 70 years certain from this time, is to revert to Q and his heirs at the extinction of the survivor of two lives, A and B, now aged 40 and 50 years respectively; the interest of money being 5 per cent., it is required to determine the value of Q’s interest in this annuity.

The algebraical expression of the value is, $$\frac{1 - v^{70}}{r} - \overline\text{AB}$$ (174 and 171).

purchase; and if the annuity be L. 1000, the present value of the reversion will be L. 4276, 13s. 7d.

179. Let the present value of the assurance (77 and 78) of L. 1 on the life of A be denoted by the Old English capital $$\mathfrak{A}$$, and that of an assurance on the joint continuance of any number of lives A, B, C, &c. by $$\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}$$ Also, let the value of an assurance on the joint continuance of any $$m$$ of them, out of the whole number $$m + \mu$$ be denoted by $$\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},}\ \&\text{c.}$$

180. And, in every case, let us designate the annual premium (83) for an assurance, by prefixing the character $$\odot$$ to the symbol for the single premium; so that $$\odot\mathfrak{A}$$ may denote the annual premium for an assurance on the life of A; $$\odot\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}$$ the same for an assurance on the joint continuance of all the lives, A, B, C, &c.; and $$\odot\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$ the annual premium for an assurance on the joint continuance of the last $$m$$ survivors out of the whole number $$m + \mu$$ of those lives.

181. Then will $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\mathfrak{A}$$ and $$\odot {}_{t\urcorner}\!\mathfrak{A}$$, $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}$$ and $$\odot {}_{t\urcorner}\!\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}$$, $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$ and $$\odot {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$ designate the single and annual premiums for assurances on the same life or lives for the term of $$t$$ years only.

182. To determine $$\left ( {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} \right )$$ the present value of an assurance on the last $$m$$ survivors out of $$m+\mu$$ lives A, B, C, &c. for the term of $$t$$ years only; that is, the present value of L. 1, to be received upon the joint continuance of these last $$m$$ survivors failing in the term.

By reasoning as in No. 79, it will be found, that a perpetuity, the first payment of which is to be made at the end of the year in which the last $$m$$ survivors out of these $$m+\mu$$ lives may fail in the term, will be of the same present value as $$\left ( 1 + \frac{1}{r} = \right ) \frac{1}{1-v}$$ pounds to be received in the same event (112 and 146); but, in No. 173, the value of the reversion of such a perpetuity in that event, was shown to be $$\frac{v}{1-v} \left [ 1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t \right ] - {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$; whence it is manifest, that $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} = v \left [ 1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t \right ] - (1-v) {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$

183. Since the annual premium for this assurance must be paid at the commencement of every year in the term, while the last $$m$$ surviving lives all subsist (83); besides the premium paid down now, one must be paid at the expiration of every year in the term except the last, provided that these last $$m$$ survivors all outlive it; but the present value of L. 1 to be received upon their surviving that last year is $${}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t$$, therefore all the future premiums are now worth $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t$$ years’ purchase, and the present value of all the premiums, or the total present value of the assurance, is $$\odot {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} \left [ 1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t + {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} \right ] =$$ $$v \left [ 1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t \right ] - (1-v) {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} = 1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t$$ $$- (1-v) \,.\, \left [ 1 - {}_t(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t + {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} \right ]$$, whence we have $$\odot {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\mathfrak{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} = \frac{1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}} v^t}{1 - {}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) v^t + {}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}} + v - 1$$.

184. ''Corol. 1''. When ($$t$$) the term of the assurance is not less than the greatest possible joint duration of any $$m$$ of the proposed lives, $${}_t\!(\overset{m}\overline{abc,\ \&\text{c.}}) = 0$$, $${}_{t\urcorner}\!\overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}} = \overset{m}\overline{\text{ABC},\ \&\text{c.}}$$ and the general formulæ of the


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 Mr. Gowland in his very satisfactory report (l.c,. [sic]) of this year, states, that as a rule Japanese copper is exceedingly free from the presence of injurious metals. Out of thirty-eight analyses of different samples of Japanese copper he made the following summary: “Sulphur, silver, lead and iron were present in small and varying proportions, in every case; in one specimen however an abnormal quantity of lead existed. The whole of the samples were remarkably free from the specially injurious metals, antimony and arsenic; antimony being present in only one specimen, and then only in faint traces, while the maximum amount of arsenic only reached 0.057 %, and in 31 cases it was either absent altogether, or the merest traces only were found.”

In the rectangular cake copper (dry copper, ma-buki-do), Mr. Gowland found, as we did, an excess of cuprous oxide.

We only analysed three different kinds of bar-copper, and found in each of them traces of arsenic, besides some sulphur and iron.

The average composition of Japanese crude copper, made up out of the numerous analyses by Mr. Gowland (l. c.), may be stated as follows:

We must advise the commercial community to make a careful distinction between the different kinds of Japanese copper, there being some of a very impure character, as for instance the copper plate-roofs of Japanese temples, which are very impure and mixed with lead. Bar-copper (Saö-buki-do) is the purest of all Japanese coppers.

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"And are you aware, sir, that my father and my"—she choked—"and Lieutenant Gell, the only two men who have dared to strike a blow for their country, their city, their families, aye, and for you, are still on the other side?"

The wretched man muttered, but made no attempt to deny.

"Go!" said Aurelia, striding with flashing eye towards his seat, "you will never sit in that chair again. The city of which you are the appointed ruler has been betrayed by your cowardice. Yes, gentlemen, for you are all in the same boat. I say that as long as you live you will be branded by all honest men and women, aye, and by your own wives and children, as cowards and traitors. And don't think you will save your own precious lives. You will fall by the fate you are so eager to escape, and leave behind you a name that will shame your sons to bear. Go!"

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45 the family group paused at the gate to exchange gettings with their friends; and the little Margret strayed among the graves, gathering wild flowers. Climbing a high tomb, she stepped too sear the edge, lost her balance, and would have fallen backward upon a sharply broken foot- stone, had not I caught ber. The parents and three or four others rushed simultaneously forward, but they would have been too late to save their darling from injury, perhaps death. Their thanks were so earnest, I hastened to make my escape; but not before the father had demanded my address, and given me his own in exchange. His card bore the name of Gilbert Devon. As we parted, little Margaret held out to me the flowers she had so assiduously culled, begging me to take them. I drew a daisy from the bouquet, and laying it in my prayer-book, told her I would keep that for its name-sake.

At twenty-one I married. Ellen —— was very beautiful, sang well, danced well, and seemed amiable in temper. She was the only child of a rich, old man, and the centre of a circle of ad- ®miring bachelors. Neighborhood and mutual acquaintances threw us often together; my relatives looked approvingly upon her prospects; and officious familiars resolved upon a match. To me they hinted that the fair Ellen sighed for no other; and like the plotting friends of Benedict and Beatrice, they whispered her the same mischievous lie. With the vanity of youth, and the wonted credulity of my sex in such matters, I believed: and flattered at being preferred to older and more devoted aspirants, I soon fancied myself in love. Her father favored me, for he was eager to connect with his daughter the heir of an educated family; having that reverence for superior knowledge so often evinced by those whose early lives have passed in ignorance and coarseness.

In short, I married, full of a boy’s romantic notions of domestic bliss. But our tastes, our training, our pursuits were adverse; and to both, marriage became a galling yoke. Yet we learned to bear it quietly, and the wise world commended our harmony.

At length my wife was taken away, and I was left alone. I was not a popular man, and I knew it So when thoughtful fathers began to urge me to family dinners, and smiling mothers pressed me to fetes champetres, I grew disgusted; aad resigning my wife’s fortune in behalf of her needy relatives, I left the city.

Impelled by a vague longing, I turned toward Newport. As the stage approached the town, the old windmills by the road-side swung their monster arms as they had done twelve years before, and one or two returning market-wagons plodded on at the samo slow pace. Alighting at the Bellevue House, the groups of little children at play beneath the horse-chesnuts gave more of life to the scene; and their negro nurses, with their handkerchief-enveloped heads, showed them to be visitants from Southern homes.

Seeking the host, I inquired of the family of Gilbert Devon; and received in answer the two chilling words, “All gone.” This way modified, however, by more particular information; the substance of which was that Mr. Devon and his wife were dead, and that their daughter had gone to reside elsewhere. When he added that Mr. Devon had died insolvent, I thought of my own ample fortune with a satisfaction that I had never felt before. Where the daughter was, my host could not tell; but referred me to a waiter who had been a servant at the Devons’, until the family had broken up. The black knew only that “Miss Margaret had gone to her uncle’—“aunt Phyllis could tell me all about ber”—“aunt Phyllis was her nurse’—“aunt Phyllis was at the ’sylum.”

Engaging the fellow as a guide, I drove over a green road, which led through a farm on the western shore, to the bank opposite Coaster’e Harbor Island. While waiting the tardy coming of the boatman, for whom we had signaled, a strangely attired and stalwart figure appeared beside us. A scarlet stripe ornamented the seams of his white trousers; a uniform coat covered his back; and a buff vest, with gilt buttons, his broad chest. Epaulets glittered on his aquare shoulders; a black plume waved in his hat, and a long sword rattled at his side. To the jocose and mocking salutation of my guide, he deigned no reply; but when I lifted my hat to him, with the deference that his mien seemed to challenge, he raised his hand to the brim of his own in true military fashion, while his eye lightened with approval of the appreciative stranger. The transit seemed to me as though it would be interminable. The half crazy ferryman rowed now this way, now that, until the soldierly John rebukingly seized the oar, and with vigorous jerks sped us to the landing. His ‘‘much obleege’” for my grateful fee were his only words, and I saw him no more.

Poor Phyllis was glad to have a listener to the story of the Devons. With the privileged garrulity of the old domestic, she detailed the minutest particulars of the illness of her mistress—of the nights of watching, and the days of care—of her peaceful parting at the Inst. In her own way, she told of the gentle nursing of the loving Margaret, of her assiduous devotion


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Rh I lifted her in my arms and kissed her,—she was one of a Sunday-school class of my daughter's—and said: "Bless you, dear; at all events you did not blow up the bridge behind us, or desert your post." And the cheers and congratulations ceased, as the citizens realised how little we were deceived by their double-faced treachery, and how ill we appreciated thanks and praise from such as they.

Poor creatures as they were, it was needful to save them if might be from their own pusillanimity. The night passed quietly, but at dawn the streets were filled with an unquiet throng. The machines, still unable to cross the river, were drawn up in an imposing rank miles long on the further side. Behind this we could see others engaged in foraging for fuel or taking in water. They appeared to be in no mind to desert the prize that was separated from them by no more than seven hundred yards of water. Now, more than ever, I regretted the loss of our guns. Had we still possessed them we might have destroyed one after another without the slightest danger to ourselves, until they had chosen to move elsewhere. Our rifles would do little harm at this range. We tried a


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Rh His fellow-men, I prayed long and earnestly to the Father of us all that I might be granted wisdom and strength to guide these poor folks through the strange perils which had fallen like a judgment upon a careless age. They ate, they drank, they married and gave in marriage, they boasted a power and civilization such as the world had never seen, a modern psalmist might have said, 'Ye are gods' (as many of their writers practically did say), their prosperity seemed beyond the reach of all calamity—when suddenly, as a bolt from the blue, a new and horrible danger, wrought by the hand of man himself, had come to threaten the whole race with extinction. Will it even yet eventuate in such an issue?


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Rh things as he and his family would require, and provisions if possible for three months. Few, of course, could comply with the latter injunction, but the very largeness of the demand made each man feel that it was no trifling expedition that was meditated, and exert himself to the utmost. Day after day the quays presented the most lively scene, not surpassed in the most palmy days of our city's prosperity. Men women and children, bearing goods and provisions of all sorts, thronged to and fro in busy confusion all day long. And in the background, across the river, the dismal hosts of machines kept watch and ward (or seemed to do so) on all our movements.

By the Second of July all was ready; on the Third I paraded all the citizens and took a careful census; and on the Fourth we started. The total number of souls on board our seven vessels was 3231, including the St. Louis foundling. Before starting I addressed. those who were near enough to hear as follows:—

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to her bereaved father; and of the doting fondness with which he clung to her. She dwelt on her master’s sudden death, and on Margaret’s still submission. Loud was her lamentation over the fallen fortunes of the orphan. It was very long before I could lead her to the main object of my visit, Margaret’s present abode. After much delay, she produced a little box that Margaret had left with her, in which were a number of envelopes, with her address to the care of William Devon, Bea. Boston, in which Phyllis was to enclose news of herself from time to time and forward. Wishing to do the affectionate creature a service, I offered to act as her amanuensis. She accepted my assistance, and I filled a sheet at her dictation. It closed with “love to Master James.” Involuntarily I looked up, and in answer to my inquiring glance, she observed, “Miss Margaret is engaged to him.”

Unacknowledged to myself, I had been rearing the most unsubstantial of air-built castles, and a single breath had blown it down forever. The daisy of my boyhood had struck deeper root in my maturer dreams than I had known.

Eight years passed away, with little change to me. During the first, a Boston paper announced the marriage. at the house of William Devon, of James Chase and Margaret, daughter of the late Gilbert Devon, all formerly of Newport. At the close of the last, one of the journals of the day reported the failure of the house of Chase & Co., with the addition that James Chase, the senior partner, had given up, for the debts ot the concern, an estate that had been so devised to him as to make its retention perfectly legal. I was alone in the world, with no relative or friend dependent upon me for support; and I determined to place a part of my property at the disposal of Margaret’s husband. To do this deltcately and successfully, required gome knowledge of Mr. Chase’s character; and to gain that knowledge, I set off for Newport.

Delayed by fog, it was ten o’clock in the morning, when the boat stopped at the landing. A crowd darkened the wharf, and the names of at least half a dozen hotels were shouted by uproarious hackmen, Thames street was choked by the carriages that waited at the shop doors; and hurrying express wagons clattered over the pavement of Spring street. Driving to the Atlantic House, the sole object that I recognized, was the unchangeable Stone Mill.

I paused a moment only, and then drove on to the beach. How changed was everything from my first visit! Groups of merry youths and merrier maidens, in robes of every hue, romped and screamed amid the waves. Timid valetudinarians crept upon the margin of the ea, and stout swimmers laid their “hands upon the ocean’s mane,” and rode him like a well- rained charger. Old men tottered knee-deep in the brine, and frightened infants screamed at sight of the dashing water. Emerging bathers ran shivering from door to door of the long rows of unsightly dressing huts, in the vain endeavor to recall a forgotten number. Hacks and omnibuses wheeled forward and backward in search of fares; and stray spaniels whiningly sniffed for lost masters; for the dog of Ulyssea would have failed to recognize the Greek hero if he had come back in a wet bathing-dress.

At my return, I had time to note the changes wrought elsewhere also, by twenty years. On the spot where I had once found wild flowers, withered James figured in artificial bloom; and where the bobolink then trilled his eccentric melody, the artistic notes of a German band swelled through spacious halls. An hour later, I mounted my horse and rode out. Far southward, almost to the rocky shore, the once rural hill swarmed with carriages and equestrians. Amateur jockeys tried the speed of slender- limbed trotters; and groom-attended girls displayed their grace or awkwardness. A massive granite gateway, bearing symbols of death and eternity, had risen to guard the entrance of the Jewish Cemetery. Beside it, Hay street had opened a new vista through the fields. Following its course for a time, I turned my horse westward, with the intention of seeing old Phyllis once more. Near the asylum, I met the fantastic Haytian, from whose broken English I was able to gather that she still lived. The crazy boatman’s occupation was gone, for a firm causeway now crossed the shallow channel.

Phyllis remembered me, and received me with a hearty greeting. Eloquent as ever in praise of Margaret, she prated of her constant kindness; told how she came every year to see her, and what rare, good gifts she brought; and drew from her chest of treasures many a precious token of her young mistress’s loving remembrance. I marveled inwardly that she poured forth no regrets for Margaret’s recent misfortunes; and ventured myself to speak of Mr. Chase's reverses. She shook her head and sighed, adding, quite philosophically, that it was “now all one to him.” I asked an explanation, and she told me he was dead. Dead!” I exclaimed, and said no more; but Phyllis went on to tell that Mr. William had taken his sister home again; that Miss Margaret would have her resume her old place at the head of the house; and much more, of all which I comprehended


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Works

 * Resurgence (1914)
 * Wildings (1914)
 * Branford in Maltby-Maltbie Family History (1916)
 * Ye Maltby Chest in Maltby-Maltbie Family History (1916)

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 for the old Canonicus he welcomed his nephew, made much of him, and saw that he had plenty to eat and drink, and was lodged well; and listened to the Silurian wisdom he had acquired in his wanderings, for the good man relished the sapience of the tankard and the sparkling black eyes, having himself compiled some Breviates of this pleasant philosophy in his younger days. To be short Sir Philip found himself in desirable quarters, and sometimes of a morning after he had been mortifying his flesh with the warm sauces of Master Cook and the cool juices of Master Cellarer, he would grow melancholy and think of turning monk himself, so that he might keep his throat in a continual state of mortification. But these pensive thoughts went off with his morning draught, after which he commonly went his rounds about Abergavenny to his own delight and that of the townsfolk, who loved a pretty man in a gay surcoat who could tell a merry tale. His chief guide and Cicero was a certain lawyer of the place, called John of Gloucester, the same being an officer of the Chancery of Burgavenny, and by no means bearing the gown in vain. He certainly did not look over sharp, being pudding-faced (if it be lawful to say so) and of a squat figure, but nevertheless his upper stories were well furnished, and he showed Sir Philip all the entertainments that were being performed in the town, and told him below what windows it was amusing to wait after dusk. By the advertisements he received of this witty lawyer Sir Philip threaded many a maze and soon knew the histories and adventures

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be worn. Slippers are to snperecde boots, and quilted hoods are to take the place of the small bonnet, or at least so it is whispered. Plain satin, which has been so little worn for several years, is again becoming fashionable. The round corsage, to be worn with a broad sash, or belt and buckle,

similar folds extend over the crown, and are formed into

knots on the left side, while the right is adorned by black ostrich plumes. The face trimming consists of a full cap of blends, intermingled with a wreath of stock-gillitlowers. Flo. vn.—-A Boast-21', also from Wilde's, of maroon—color velvet laid on the foundation plain: the left side of the front is enriched by a wide plaiting of the velvet placed on the extreme edge, and terminated on the right side in loops, and

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the corsage pointed back and front is the most elegant for a superior style of costume. For ordinary Wear the close sleeve, fastened at the wrist. is popular, but a rather short, open sleeve, displaying the lace under-sleeve, is more “dressy.” Waznas, which have been prepared for the winter balls, comprise some mounted in the circular form with pendent sprays. Others have very full tufts or bouquets of flowers

ends of black thread lace, drooping among clusters of rich

.marabout feathers of the same color as the velvet. The inside is adorned with blonde, interspersed with blue and

on each side.

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the left side,' single ﬂower, or a small tuft of flowers dif fering from those which compose the wreath. For instance, we have seen a large rose placed on the left side of a wreath

maroon velvet flowers, and bows of black lace.

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merino. having on its lower half two rows of broad Maltese lace, headed by a broad black velvet. Some sclarlet cloaks am also being worn ont-of-doors by very young ladies. and it is probable that the color in this style will become general for walking costume. One of the prettiest evening dresses for a young lady is of white spotted muslin made with a full front. having a

fringe. which is extensively worn this season, by those who

can afford to be luxurious. The shape is distinguished by its graceful simplicity; the sleeves resemble the Raglan in form.

band at the top, a wide sash of its own material, the sleeve rather hanging, worn without an under one, but relieved by

broad, black velvet bracelets having long ends.

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Rh and promise to obey him to the death."

I paused. Uncertain murmurs from the crowd, and much talking in knots.

"This," I resumed, "is our only chance. Is there none among you who, for the sake of the mothers, the wives, and the children, will take upon him this office?"

I paused again. From various quarters of the throng came cries of "You,—you,—you."

"Fellow citizens," said I once more, "am I to understand that you wish me to be your leader in this crisis?"

Loud and general cries of "Ay— — — — —ay— — — — — —yes— — — — —you're the man."

"It is a great responsibility. But I will undertake it on one condition. Will you all swear to obey me in all I may order, and that cheerfully and willingly, and persuade or compel all others to obey me too?"

A great roar of assent followed.

"All those who are willing to obey me and will swear so to do, hold up their hands."

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Rh space for the large stock of necessaries we must take. For well I knew that we were about to make no holiday trip, but a migration to some distant region where we might find nothing but the bare soil to welcome us. Now there was but one of these steamers just then lying at the wharves of Jefferson city, and although we might do much by towing, I was not satisfied to put all our eggs in one basket. But where to get others?

After considering the matter long and anxiously, I determined to send William Gell, the only man I could thoroughly trust, with a posse of engineers and two good river pilots, down to St. Louis, more than a hundred miles down stream, on board our one steamboat. The risk was great, for if anything happened to this vessel our retreat was absolutely cut off. But I saw no other course open to me, and felt sure that at St. Louis sufficient vessels would be found to take us all on board with our household gods.

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 of the townsfolk very perfectly; but found nothing of solid advantage therein, until he had been in Abergavenny better than six months. And one evening as he was passing along a bye street with his companion, he saw a large well-compacted house, as fair as, or fairer than any in the town; but on the face of it there appeared but one lattice window, and this high up above the door. "Who dwells there?" said he to Master John. "Why nobody exactly knows," answered the lawyer, "for the inhabitants of this house are what is called quiet people who mind their own business so well that they give other folk no opportunity of helping them. But I believe that one Maurice Torlesse doth actually dwell here, with two servants, an old man and an old woman, very hideous to behold, and also his daughter whose name I know not, though I have seen her." "Where did you catch a sight of her?" asked Philip, pricking up his ears, for he loved mysteries. "At that very lattice I have once seen the lady, as I passed below, and by corpus Domini I thought I should have swooned away." "Was she then so foul to look upon?" "Sir Philip, Sir Philip, she was as fair as a lady of færy and had oh! (here the little man sighed deeply to himself) such eyes. 'Las! they pierced utterly to my heart, and taught me that all the beauties I had seen before were mere clumsy wenches. And I have seen her also going to the Mass and vesper-music at the Monastic Church, but shrouded and hidden by a thick veil and attended by the old hideous woman, who seems to be her governess." "Her father

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 then keeps her very close?" "Right as he keeps his treasure, whereof I believe he hath good store; and I may tell you what a porter once told me; namely that going to the house on a certain day he was let in with his load and found the walls most chargeably adorned with hangings, and golden vessells on the cupboard finer than my lord has in the castle. But, as you may guess, he was in the street again before very long, and though he troubled himself to invent many ingenious tales as to what he had seen and heard, they are too improbable to be worth recounting." "And has this beautiful young lady no lovers?" "Not one, saving myself, who can never forget her." "Why in that case (with your leave) I can do no less than to be her sweetheart," said Sir Philip. "I love beautiful eyes, and golden vessells, and comely hangings, and have always used to look closely into such ware; and I believe this damsel will suit me well enough—that is if she be well proportioned." "I should judge that her taille is a rarer and more lautitious taille than that of Madam Phryne; but, by cock! if you win this lady you must be a very discreet knight, and a cunning, and a daring to boot; since Master Torlesse will have no gallants, keeps his doors bolted, and shoots bolts at any he sees lurking about." "Well, well, I must advise and consider, and concoct plans and strategies, and call me a fool if I do not give you some parchments to engross before the year is done." With this they parted and Philip passed the night in trying to get some sense out of this queer sort of household,

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56 under the opposite bank, and a spit of land concealed from us the exact spot where the children were at play. We could, however, see the boats lying under the shore, and concluded all was well. Just at this moment the sun set, and darkness came on with the rapidity usual in these latitudes. The confused cries increased, and with them our anxiety. Soon we could perceive the boats hastily unmooring and putting off. What had occurred? We waited anxiously for the tidings.

In a few minutes the boats had come alongside, and there poured on board a weeping, terrified crowd of children, very different from the bright, happy throng whom we had landed so short a time before. But where was Aurelia? No doubt she was seeing the last child safe out of the boats before coming on board herself. But when the last child had stepped on deck and the boatman had called "all out," and still Aurelia did not appear, a terrible dread paralysed my heart. Twice I tried to speak before I could ask the question to which I trembled to receive an answer.

"Where—where is my daughter—Aurelia?"

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 applying all his experience and rules of art to it, but nevertheless the morning found him muddled, for though he had heard of many pretty girls with three or four lovers, and understood the complications arising therefrom, a pretty girl with no lovers at all was an entirely new leaf in his book. He perceived therefore that he must gather more facts and look into the affair himself; and so made it his business to walk slowly between the church and the house of Master Torlesse, about Evensong time, in hopes to meet the lady who had done such damage to the heart of John of Gloucester. And this he did for a week and saw nothing; but one stormy rainy evening as he was loitering along a narrow passage, he perceived two persons coming swiftly and shyly towards him, who when they saw him seemed at first minded to turn back, but in the end pressed on, more hastily than before. And as they passed Sir Philip doffed his cap, and bowed low, equally to both, since he was not quite a fool, and knew that it is rather more important in the beginning of a love affair to have the good will of the governess than the mistress. But they seemed to make no account of his civility and courteous observance; and he could only mark that the young lady was indeed of a fine shape, richly dressed and specially scented, but so closely veiled that he could not lighten his heart with a glint of those marvellous eyes of hers. And as they fared along this passage, the trees that hung over the wall of it, wept and rained upon them, as the gusts of wind came up; and Sir Philip stood gazing dizzily, for

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 and silver. The total amount exported during this period of 89 years we estimate to have been at least £59$1⁄2$ millions sterling. Meylan, who has written an excellent account of the ancient trade of Japan, estimates the yearly average to have been about £660,000 sterling; whilst Kaempfer and other writers speak of some years in which the Portuguese exported as much as £2$1⁄2$ millions sterling annually.

The Dutch exported in the first years of their trade silver and copper. The foregoing table shews the copper export during the period 1609-1858. It will be seen that after the year 1713 a considerable decline in the copper trade took place. From 1640-1671 a considerable quantity of gold (oban and koban) was also exported by the Dutch. For 1671 the export of silver was prohibited by the Japanese Government.

The Chinese exported a nearly equal quantity of copper during this period. It is impossible for us to give an exact account of this trade. We must accept the statements of many former chiefs of Desima and those of Von Siebold, who tells us (1°) that in 1790 the export of copper by the Chinese amounted to 13,000 piculs, at which time the Dutch could only obtain 5,000 piculs as back-freight; and (2°) that the average amount per annum exported by the Chinese may be estimated at 15,000 piculs. According to this estimate the total amount of copper exported by the Chinese was not less than 3,735,000 piculs. We think, however, the estimate of Von Siebold to be too low. The Superintendent of the Government Copper Refinery at Osaka told Von Siebold that the yearly production of copper about the period 1830 amounted to 50 to 60 thousand piculs. We were also informed by Sumitomo, the proprietor of the largest copper works in

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 though he had seen little, yet the strange influence of a perfect grace and beauty had fallen on his soul, so that his brain was mazed and wildered. But after a little while he followed the lady of his thoughts to the church, and found the monks at Evensong, and looking around saw the two figures kneeling together in a pew. Forthwith he set himself in a convenient place behind a pillar and watched them attentively, hoping the young lady might raise her veil, but she remained with head bent and enshrouded all through Evensong, and the service sung, went forth as if she saw no one save her old governess, who should certainly have been veiled herself, for her countenance was of a mystical and stupendous ugliness. In this wise Sir Philip saw his lady once or twice and still bowed low before her, and worshipped her presence, and likewise the presence of the hag, who, he thought, looked at him not unpleasantly; but he spoke not a word, for he considered that it was not yet time for speaking. And in the next place he began to linger in the neighbourhood of their house, casting many wistful glances up at the lattice, and expecting every moment to have a dose of boiling water, or maybe an iron bolt through his body, since Master Torlesse appeared from all accounts to be a man who did not like to have his mansion or his daughter stared at. But a really gallant gentleman cares nothing for the anger of parents or guardians, trusting in his own manly feature, the courage of his heart, above all in the très-noble and puissant God of Love, who still prevents and succours true, loyal, and stead-

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 Osaka, that in that place alone more than 40 thousand piculs of copper were smelted yearly. Since 1859 the export of pure copper seems to have largely declined.

The Japanese name for bronze is Kara-kane (Chinese metal) and shows that the art of smelting this alloy was originally taken from the Chinese. Japanese bronzes contain copper and tin as the chief constituents, together with a little lead or zinc.

Although Chinese bronze must have been known in Japan for a very long time, still the art of casting bronze guns and muskets must undoubtedly have been learned by the Japanese from the first Europeans with whom they came in contact, (the Portuguese, English and Dutch.)

The Japanese historians without exception, give to the “Nan Ban Jin” (Europeans) the honour of inventing fire-arms and contradict the common report in Europe that the Chinese were the first to discover gunpowder and fire-arms. The prince of Bungo was the first one in Japan who possessed fire-arms, a few being presented to him by the crew of an European (Portuguese?) vessel, which happened to come to Funai in his province. In the year 1543 the manufacture of gunpowder and the handling of fire-arms was taught to the Japanese by the crew of a PortugesePortuguese [sic] ship which happened to anchor near the island of Tanega-shima. It is probable that this is the same vessel in which Ferdinand Mendez Pinto came to Japan. The Japanese, however, speak in their history of two Portuguese named Mura-shuku-sha and Krista Mota as the persons who first brought in the knowledge of gunpowder and fire-arms. There still exists among the Japanese a kind of fire-arm called “Tanegashima.”

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 fast lovers, his liege subjects, delighting in their service and helping them to make a mock and a song of those silly persons who guard beauty, and think themselves strong enough to keep Love out of a lady's heart. It is this same Diou Damur that is Chancellor of the Schools of Lovers, and teaches therein by his professors (who have many names) a joyous Trivium and Quadrivium, giving some to drink of the red wine of Desire, feeding others with the sweet apples of CozengeCozenage [sic] and Trompery, and making all more sharp and cunning than the subtlest doctors, or masters in philosophy. And those that serve him well he will never desert. Hence one night, about the time of the Compline-song, as Sir Philip paced to and fro beneath the high house of Master Maurice Torlesse, in the dusky radiance of a moon seven days old, he suddenly saw a light gleam through the lattice of his longing; then a hand pushed the cancels open, and lo! his lady looked forth upon him. "Come near," said she, in a voice sweet and plaintive as a virelai, that drew Sir Philip more strongly and graciously than the west wind draweth the ships of holy pilgrims to the port of their desire. And coming close under the wall he looked upwards to her face leaning out of the window, and gazed into her most beautiful brown eyes, which would have made St. Benedict himself tear up his Rule, and would have burnt up all stern Capitularies and Edicts in their liquid fire. But now they were pitiful and moist with tears, and as she spoke to her true knight her voice ever and again broke short. "Are you not young," said she,

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 "or have you lost the desire to live, that you come to this house so often and so hardily. Certainly you cannot know what fashion of man my father is; but know now that the next time you hie hither will be the last, since he to-day oiled his cross-bow and bade Richard dig a grave, as he said, for a proper man." "And if you will look forth and smile upon me dying, I would it were now to-morrow and your father's bolt was sped. But understand O maiden most beauteous and adorable, that my heart and soul and life are yours altogether; I am your mere creature and desire but to gaze upon that super-excellent loveliness and worship it; and if you should scorn my service I shall indeed die more miserably than by any bolt or sword." Perhaps you may divine that while these pretty speeches, so gallantly phrased and amorously conceited were being delivered, the two were gazing either on other, and Sir Philip's eyes spoke more fairly and delivered more honest arguments than his lips; for you see he was too many feet below his mistress to make any effectual use of this latter organ; by the which a girl is more thoroughly convinced ex opere operato, in five minutes without a word being uttered than if her lover spoke like Demosthenes, Æschines, Cicero, and Chrysostom all at once. However the young knight did what he could with his fine blue eyes, and between them and his hardy and knightly orations, full of amorous doctrines and high courage, the maid began to feel a fluttering at her heart, and a strange delicious sensation that made her wish Sir Philip had a ladder. But

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 as she heard her governess's footstep tottering along the passage, she merely answered "Sir Knight I do not quite conceive your meaning; but if you are not weary of the sun come not in my path to-morrow, since I am purposed to shrive me at the monastic church, and if my father hear that you were to be seen on the way, he will assuredly cause you to die." And with that she clapped the window to, and Sir Philip was fain to begone, for he had noted the shy smile that played about her lips as she finished speaking, and understood her intent to perfection. Hence he betook himself to Master Cellarer at the priory, and astonished that good monk with his capacity for drinking, till the man crossed himself violently, thinking this guest was a kind of incarnate Wine-God, who had come over the hills to Abergavenny, as Bacchus came to Thebes, and would do damage to somebody ere he left it. Indeed Brother Toricellus expected every moment to see vine leaves wreathing round Philip's temples, and to hear cymbals clanging: but as a matter of fact the knight was only anxious to have his brain in good order, so that he might reason clearly, and see his way through this strange dædal of Love. At last he left the cellarer to his devotions, very solemnly and earnestly charging him to be moderate in his cups, and walked steadily to his lodging with about a gallon of French wine in his inwards and a fertile crop of ideas and conceptions in his brain. And the next morning he sought out his uncle, the old Canon, and explained the whole matter to him, dropping some hints as to a new rood

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 died in 1621 after having lived 21 years in this country got an appointment as ship-builder and gunnery-instructor from the Shôgun’s Government. Later on, (from 1643-50) a Dutchman, W. Byleveld by name, and three Dutch marines (A. P. Spelt, H. Van Elsfort and J. Scholten) lived in Yedo, and instructed the Japanese in the manufacture and manipulation of guns, muskets and gunpowder. The following table gives the result of our analyses of four different gun-bronzes. These old guns were admirably cast, and shew the cleverness of the Japanese in being able to found such large pieces of metal without the aid of western machinery.

Most of the large bronze guns which were placed in former times on the fortifications of many harbours in order to keep away the feared foreigners, have now been removed and sold as old bronze to European merchants, so that this metal will now very likely have been metamorphosed into different kinds of western machinery and steam-engines. New European steel-made guns have taken the place of the large bronze guns in Japan.

The constitution of old bronze guns cast in Japan after the year 1600 is as follows.

The amount of iron is very probably due to impure copper. Lead and zine are perhaps added purposely, although it is possible that the tin used for smelting, contained these metals, as Chinese tin is often impure.

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 screen for the quire when the marriage was concluded. The which hit Father Ambrosius in the soft place, for he was zealous for the good of the community: but yet when he heard the name of Torlesse he looked grave and explained to his nephew that this man was indeed a crusty customer, who was suspected of heresy by the church, but lived in peace by making large oblations to the parson and the prior. "Leave all that to me," answered the young knight, "but tell me who shall shrive Mistress Torlesse to-day?" "Father Andrew" answered the Canon. "And is he not a man somewhat resembling myself in figure?" "Yea, but stoops exceedingly and shambles in his walk." "That is well, and with your favour and his, I will take his place and inspect the conscience of the fair penitent, and prescribe a penance for her, better than any in Father Andrew's brain." To be short Sir Philip got on the blind side of Father Andrew and obtained the loan of his habit, and at the appointed time for hearing confessions, shambled with his eyes bent on the ground into what is now called the Herbert Chapel, and there awaited his mistress, with the cowl drawn over his head, and his hands on his knees, in the shriving pew. Thither also came the girl, pale and trembling between joy and fear, for her heart had been beating terribly all the way, and at every step she looked for her lover; and, to be sure, she had dreamt of nothing else all through the night, in her little chamber of the lattice. And having left her governess kneeling in the church, she came slowly and totteringly to the chapel,

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 stopping now and then for a moment to lay her hand upon the tombs of the old lords, for she had scarce strength to walk. And as the false monk heard those footsteps, his heart also leapt, but joyfully, and when she was within a few paces of him he started up, and then those poor trembling limbs of hers were, you may be sure, rarely sustained, and the red maiden lips felt what delight there is in a kiss. Some there are who say that all this rapture is a mere fantasy, the concept of a mind extravagant and delirious, but I believe, for my part that it is as real as any other earthly thing. At all events young people will always take a certain pleasure in the business, and certainly this penitent and confessor did so kiss, fondle, hug, and caress, murmuring such fervent endearments and pretty phrases, that poor Eva de Braose must have heard them from her monument hard by, and moved her right hand a little nearer to her stony heart. In fine Mistress Torlesse made a very famous shrift, confessing in the first place that her name was Edith, and in the second that she accepted Sir Philip's service, and would take him for her true loyal lover. But she bade him by no means come before her window any more, since her father had a keen eye and a cool aim, "and," said she, "I would rather never see your face again, my darling, than have you die for love of me and my poor loveliness." Then Sir Philip (after that he had answered in a proper manner to this nice speech) began to enquire as to the old governess, and found that she was somewhat favourably inclined towards him, though she

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 representing the constitution of some European kinds of gun-metal.

The slight difference proves that the formula for casting Japanese guns has been given by the above named Europeans. A French chemist, Roux, has analysed Chinese gun metal and found

It will be remarked that the Japanese gun bronze resembles much more our old western metal than the Chinese alloys.

Another French chemist, M. Morin, published lately also several analyses of Chinese bronzes and obtained nearly the same results as M. Roux. (See Bulletin de la Société Chimique de Paris, 1874, No. 11, page 519.)

We have also analysed specimens of old Japanese bronze from vases and ornaments and found:—

The relatively large quantity of lead is perhaps added to promote the malleability and plasticity of the alloy.

Brass (Shin-chiu) was formerly made in Japan by smelting copper, zine and zincblossom (a kind of very pure zinc ore imported from China.) Ranzan gives the following formula:—

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 feared her master more than God, the saints, and the devil, but yet a little gold might work wonders with her. "Then give her this," said he, drawing forth a purse with a matter of twenty pieces in it, "and promise her five times as much on our wedding day." And after making certain arrangements and appointments, the time came for them to part, the which they did, not without some trouble, for at these farewells each desires to give the last caress, and to kiss but once more, and all this takes time. However Edith went away at last, and the Pseudo-Andrew shuffled back to the convent, and gave the priest back his vestments, assuring him that things were in a very prosperous state. And from that time Sir Philip knelt beside his Edith on most days whereon she came to Mass and Evensong, with the connivance of the ancient hideous governess, to whom he persisted in paying most lowly reverence, continually dropping little purses into her hand, the which he obtained from the Canon Ambrosius. And once or twice instead of going to the monastic quire his lady met him just outside the town, and they pleased themselves by walking beside the Gavenny hand in hand. And the more Sir Philip heard of Master Maurice Torlesse the less he liked him, for everything that could be told of him was bad, save only that he was undoubtedly very rich, and kept in his house chests full of good things; besants, rose-nobles, flagons, and chalices of gold, to wit. But it fell out one day (it was in autumn, as the story was told to me) when the lovers were parting fondly after their vesper-musick

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 was duly and sweetly sung, Edith bade her lover by no means look for her on the morrow, "since," said she, "there will be a dreadful and violent storm of thunder and lightning and furious rain, that will slay many men, and beasts, and tear up the oaks on the mountain side, and pour the brooks and the river all across the land." At this prophecy Sir Philip was in no little astonishment, for the air was dry and not too clear, no cloud was in the sky, and the western heaven was filled with the clear red glow of the sunset. And with many questions he tried to make Edith tell him what her intent was, or how she knew of tempests before they fell, when there was no sign or apparent likelihood of the same; but she would not resolve him, replying with put-offs and kisses, and twining her arms fast round his neck, so that he had to be content with these doubtful though pleasant explanations. And as he went home he saw an old husband working in the fields, whom he asked plainly if he thought a storm was approaching, receiving for answer that there could be no better prospect of fine weather; though the man, who was a wary old Silurist, ended his reply by saying "so we should think, however," but this he always did, knowing by long experience that there is no certitude or sure opinion in mortal affairs. But he always excepted one thing, and still stiffly maintained that strong ale was a good drink and a desirable. In this as we know, he was right, as he was in his all but universal cautel judicious and philosophical, notably in this matter of the weather, for on the morrow there burst a

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