The temptations that most beset those who have great natural gifts, and are wise after the flesh, are pride and scorn, more particularly towards those weak things of the world which have been chosen to confound the things which are mighty. The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odours that lie on the track of truth. The mind that is too ready at contempt and reprobation is, I may say, as a clenched fist that can give blows, but is shut up from receiving and holding ought that is precious-though it were heaven-sent manna.

I pray you to mark the poisonous confusion of good and evil which is the wide-spreading effect of vicious practices.

‘One soweth, and another reapeth,' is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.

'Tis a great and mysterious gift, this clinging of the heart, my Esther, whereby it hath often seemed to me that even in the very moment of suffering our souls have the keenest foretaste of heaven. I speak not lightly, but as one who hath endured. And 'tis a strange truth that only in the agony of parting we look into the depths of love.

As for being saved without works, there's a many, I daresay, can't do without that doctrine; but I thank the Lord I never needed to put myself on a level with the

thief on the cross.

I've done my duty, and more, if

anybody comes to that; for I've gone without my bit of meat to make broth for a sick neighbour: and if there's any of the church members say they've done the same, I'd ask them if they had the sinking at the stomach as I have; for I've ever strove to do the right thing, and more, for good-natured I always was.

I never did say I was everything that was bad, and I never will.

I well know my duty: and I read my Bible; and I know in Jude where it's been stained with the dried tulip-leaves this many a year, as you're told not to rail at your betters if they was the devil himself; nor will I.

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Your trouble's easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.

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If everybody's son was guided by their mothers, the world 'ud be different.

What folks can never have boxes enough of to swallow, I should think you have a right to sell.

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As for curing, how can anybody know? There's no physic 'll cure without a blessing, and with a blessing I know I've seen a mustard plaister work when there was no more smell nor strength in the mustard than so

much flour. And reason good-for the mustard had lain in paper nobody knows how long-so I'll leave you to guess.

My husband's tongue 'ud have been a fortune to anybody, and there was many a one said it was as good as a dose of physic to hear him talk; not but what that got him into trouble in Lancashire, but he always said, if the worst came to the worst, he could go and preach to the blacks. But he did better than that, Mr. Lyon, for he married me.

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When you've been used to doing things, and they've been taken away from you, it's as if your hands had been cut off, and you felt the fingers as are of no use to you.

I look upon it, life is like our game at whist, when Banks and his wife come to the still-room of an evening. I don't enjoy the game much, but I like to play my cards well, and see what will be the end of it.

Why, if I've only got some orange flowers to candy, I shouldn't like to die till I see them all right.

I would change with nobody, madam. And if troubles were put up to market, I'd sooner buy old than new. It's something to have seen the worst.

Things don't happen because they're bad or good, else all eggs would be addled or none at all, and at the most it is but six to the dozen. There's good chances and bad chances, and nobody's luck is pulled only by one string.

Well, madam, put a good face on it, and don't seem to be on the look-out for crows, else you'll set other people watching.

When I awake at cock-crow, I'd sooner have one real grief on my mind than twenty false. It's better to know one's robbed than to think one's going to be murdered.

As for likenesses, thirty-five and sixty are not much alike, only to people's memories.

There's a fine presence about Mr. Harold. I remember you used to say, madam, there were some people you would always know were in the room though they stood round a corner, and others you might never see till you ran against them. That's as true as truth.

But one

It mayn't be good-luck to be a woman. begins with it from a baby: one gets used to it. And I shouldn't like to be a man-to cough so loud, and stand straddling about on a wet day, and be so wasteful with meat and drink. They're a coarse lot, I think.

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Mr. Nolan.-I don't want to say things which may put younger men out of spirits, but I believe this country has seen its best days-I do indeed.

Mr. Wace.-I am sorry to hear it from one of your experience, Mr. Nolan. I'd make a good fight myself before I'd leave a worse world for my boys than I've found for myself. There isn't a greater pleasure than doing a bit of planting and improving one's buildings, and investing one's money in some pretty acres of land, when it turns up here and there-land you've known from a boy. It's a nasty thought that these Radicals are to turn things round so as one can calculate on nothing. One doesn't like it for one's-self, and one doesn't like it for one's neighbours. But somehow, I believe it won't do if we can't trust the Government just now, there's Providence and the good sense of the country; and there's a right in things-that's what I've always said—there's a right in things. The heavy end will get downmost. And if Church and King, and every man being sure of his own, are things good for this country, there's a God above will take care of 'em.

It's all one web, sir. The prosperity of the country is one web.-Mr. Nolan.

Trade, properly conducted, is good for a man's constitution. I could have shown you, in my time, weavers past seventy, with all their faculties as sharp as a penknife, doing without spectacles. It's the new system of trade that's to blame: a country can't have too much trade if it's properly managed.—Mr. Nolan.