Year: 1863

giving that she had married for money
and kindness, gather than for love and
poverty. He did not blame her for this
worldly prudence, which he felt sure she
had learned in the lapse of years, but he
contrasted his future with that of the man
who had just driven away, and sighed
deeply as he did SO. We cannot say that
he too wished to take his lost love back
once more but the void she had left in
his heart suddenly became an aching one,
and through the happiness of the newly
welded pair he seemed to see his own
loneliness in stronger light thaa usual.
The years were getting on, and he was
olier than he had been. The boys who
were his schoolmates were now the he . Is
OF happy homes; he only was left with
out one on earth to love him best of all.
1t was miserable feeling, but he could
not shake it off.


He turned 10 leave the churchy arl, and
as he did so sudden puff of wind blew
aside the dead leaves at his feet, and nest
ling among them he saw small white
glove-a lady's glove. He took it up
the size, six and three-quarters, was mark
ed inside and just beneath it in dainty
letters, was written " ANGELA" 1t was
a lett-hand glove, of the whitest and most
elastic kid, and had evidently been worn
but once. The young man turned it over
and over in his broad palm, with a Curl
Gus feeling of warmth aud satisfaction
about the region Of his heart. 1t was a
ridiculous little thing, but somehow he
could not leave it there among the damp
mould and the wi,hcrcd leaves, and the
lonely graves 1t spoke of youth, of
beauty and happiness and love, too plainly
to be thrown aside. And so he gazcd aud
nused till the clock over his head strack
the hour of one. Then he started and
looked around him with an amusc! smile.


Am | sixteen or twenty six" he tho't
to himself, "to stand dreaming here in
the broad light Of the moon over u bit Of
white kid, and my patients and the doctor
waiting for ME all the while? What a
donkey | must be? A clear case Of tenn
porary insanity. But for all that, if ever
| marry, my wife shall BE- the woman who
dropped this glove. Heaven bless her for
carlcss little thing"


He folded it up carefully, pat it away
in the breast pocket OF his coat, and walk
ed off with long strides towards the sur
gerry at Brompton, where he spent toe
greater part Of each day in the week.


CHAPTER II.


Generally speaking we think nothing is
much more foolish than to make certain
resolves in this uncertain world Of ours
We talk very largely, when we first set
out on the beaten track, about the Won
dcrfu things we are going to do-about
the way We are going to " hew out y our
own destiny, and find our way to our own
dlrling ends but by the time we are for
,y, We confess, with sorrow, that all the
"hewin. has been in vain-that neither
vinegar nor piesaxe can make the slight.
est impression upon the Alpine rocks OF
life aul that in the place of bending aud
shaping circumstances to our own lordIy
wills, it has been circumstances that have
shaped and moulded them. OF course we
would oil gladly be at the top OF the tree
if We could,it is the highest bough we aim
at when we begin TO climb. But ii 1t Is
our kismet to content ourselves with
il lower branch, do we no, inevitably iind
ourselves securely perchea there? We
might as well spare ourselves all trouble
and pain at the beginning as at the end
and, simply doing our best in whatever
calling has been given to US, rest happy
with that duty performed can bring and
rive to us. Is not all the labor, all the
weary longing with which we strive after
a golden apple high in the air, utterly
wasted. nay, worse than wasted, 1t that
apple be for another? One man will fold
his hands beneath the tree, and see the
apples, large and far, tumbling into them
OF their own accord; another may work
heart and life out together, aud be reward
ed with wndfall at the best. Now
since the windiall is the utmost he can
hope for, why should he not earn 1t as
easily as possible?


1t takes some years, however, and a
great deal of experience, to enable one to
lircst this doctrine thoroughly, For our
part, we believe it is only the heir to the
winlfal, who can fully understand it, tor
the proprietor of the choicest fruits gen
orally inciines to the opinion that it Is his
own superior merit, not his own icky
star, that has endowed him so beautifully
For the life Of him he cannot understand
why every one should not meet with his
success; he ascribes their failure only to
Ignorance, extrayagance or lazlness,t though
he himself may b,.the most extrayasInt
and the LATEST Of human beings.


Now Grautley Mills WIS one OF these
fortunate being who sit at the bottom o'
the tree, in the soft grass, and are duly
and generously rewarded for their pains
He had been left an orphan at an early
age, and afterwards adopted by bachelor
uncle, who died when he was twenty-one
ond left him partnership in good, med
zeal practice, and an annuity OF two hun
drel pounds. 1t was not fortune, 1t Is
true but there are worse things in thu
world than two hundred golden sover
eigns coming iuto your purse OF their OWL
accord, and without any exc, ton on you'
own part. every goth Of December. The
Young man was careful over his money
and Instead Of spending it. he put it away
in the Bank, and contented himself With
sueh modest cmolumcnts as he could man
age to pick up from his partnership, witt
| i'll Ee:anl ,Ihex suth cel for al