45. All these superstitions had been very much countenanced by the squire, whom I found, though not so himself, was very fond of having others believe them.

46. When two such as you and me meet, of the two you should rejoice to see my peaceable demeanour, and I ought to be glad to see your strength and that you are able to protect me in it.

47. There are few among us, whom, —I can be forgiven perhaps for adding,- will not sympathise as much with Mr. Ruskin when he breaks his theories as in his keeping to them.

48. And neither of the four were able to recognise the stranger.

49. It is a glorious church, and which is far more beautiful though not so large as the marble cathedral of Florence.

50. Now the remarkable point is that the original wears an exceedingly pleasant countenance to the world's eyes, showing that he is benevolent, open-hearted, sunny and good-humoured, and distinguished by other praiseworthy qualities of that cast.

51. Is there nothing dark nor sinister in the man's face, or could you not have conceived him to have been guilty of some sort of a great crime?

52. Of all the other Lake poets Wordsworth is the greatest name.

53. It was not either so remarkable for great height or quantity of water as for the beautiful surroundings. which made the spot as interesting if not more than any in the neighbourhood.

54. Diego de Silva Velasquez, that famous name greater than any in the School of Madrid, is beyond question the greatest painter in Spanish art.

55. Not caring for frescoes and since they preferred instead to cover the walls and ceilings of their immense halls with oil paintings, many of these were furnished to the Venetians by Tintoretto, who attempted both to follow the Florentine and Venetian schools, to draw, that is to say, like Michael Angelo did, and to colour like Titian.

56. His imitation of Giotto was very close though never equally as great as an artist.

57. The knight raised his lance and Prince John placed a coronet of green satin upon its point, which had around its edge a circlet made of gold and of which the upper edge was relieved by arrow points placed interchangeably with hearts like the strawberry leaves and balls are upon a ducal crown.

58. Indeed the greater number of Giotto's pupils was always behind the best qualities of their master's art.

59. It is very queer, but not the less true, that people are generally quite as vain or even more so of their deficiencies than their available gifts.

60. Advancing a few yards, and passing under the bridge which he had viewed with so much terror, the path ascended rapidly from the edge of the brook, the glen widening into a sylvan amphitheatre and which was waving with both birch, young oaks, and hazels, with here and there a scattered yew tree.

61. A savage was concealed among the topmost leaves which scantily concealed the gnarled and stunted limbs, and by the trunk of a ragged oak growing on the right bank of the river nearly opposite to their position, and which had inclined so far forward seeking the freedom of the open space that its upper branches overhung that arm of the stream which flowed nearest to its own shore, and was partly exposed as though looking down upon them to ascertain the effect produced by his treacherous aim.

62. As he pressed along with a sabre in his hand like a leader, and as he invited them to bring on Spratt, there seemed a better reason for following him than that they should do anything else; for a man acts as a sort of flag to draw the foolish units of a mob together and bind them, when he has a definite will and his personality is energetic. So Felix had dared to count on this sort of an influence over men, whose mental state merely was a medley of appetites and confused impressions, whom he hurried along with words of invitation and telling them to hold up Spratt and not drag him, and those, who were behind him followed him with a growing belief that he had some design that was worth knowing while the others in front were partly urged along by the same notion and partly by the sense that there was a motive in those behind them, not knowing what the motive was.

63. Just below them lay the village, small and scattered, beyond a stubble field, in which a few gleaners were hardly seen amid its trees with bent forms, while the curls of its blue smoke ascended steadily on this September morn that was calm, against a great belt of

distant beech wood, and the stubble field was a feast of shade and tint, of apricots and golds shot with the subtlest purples and browns, and the flame of the wild cherry leaf and the deeper crimson of the haws making every hedge a wonder, while the apples gleamed in the cottage garden, and a cloudless sky pouring down on field and hedge and on the village which was made up of a medley of tiled roofs that was half hidden, and sharp gables and jutting dormers.

64. I have little to recommend my opinions but long observation and much impartiality, and these come from one who has not been a tool of power nor a flatterer of greatness, and he does not wish to belie the tenor of his life in his last acts, - for almost the whole of my life has been a struggle for the liberty of others, and in my breast there has never been kindled any anger nor vehemence but by what I considered as tyranny, from one desiring but little honours, distinctions, and emoluments, and who expects them not at all.

65. There was a determined rush past Hobb's Lane and not down it, and Felix was carried along too and did not know whether to wish the contrary, for if he was once on the road out of the town and where there were openings into fields and with the wide park at hand, it would have been easy for him to have liberated himself from the crowd. At first the better part seemed to him to do this, and that he should get back to the town as fast as he could, hoping to find the military and getting a detachment to come and save the Manor; but the course of the mob had been sufficiently seen he reflected, and that there were plenty of people on Park St. to carry the information faster than him.

66. It is said when Spenser died after lingering in this world in poverty and neglect, in the street in which he dwelt after his house in Ireland was burned, in Westminster, and his child having been killed by the rebels, he was carried to the grave in state, while his sorrowing brother-poets came and stood round about his grave, and each of whom flung in an ode to his memory in turn, together with the pens with which they had written it; and the present Dean of Westminster, quoting this story, added that probably Shakespeare had stood by the grave with the rest of these ones, and how his own pen could then be lying in dust in the vault of the old abbey still.

67. There is something very striking to the imagination in the story, for one pictures to themselves the gathering of those men of the Elizabethan Age, noble and dignified, and whose thoughts were so strong and gentle and fierce and tender at once, and their dress so elaborate and stately; and perhaps one may imagine to themselves the men who only stood round Robert Browning's grave the other day, in years to come, the friends, who loved him, the writers, who have written their last tribute to this great and generous poet.

68. I must have underrated Snow-Bound in every way years ago because I was surprised at the warmth of its reception when it was published, and it did not interest one like me not long escaped from bounds and to whom the poetry of action was then all in all; but I can see my mistake now, and that it was a purely subjective one, and I do justice to Snow-Bound as a model of its class; for this pastoral gives an ideal reproduction of the inner life of an old-fashioned American rustic home once and