She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris. ’ Then I kicked him until he was black and blue. Dare we look back upon the darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled, is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of this. "Flight is still left me," replied Trenchard. Only in man is the male made the most important. "If there is any honour in you, stop and think. ” “Well, I have two,” said Mr. Wood, contemptuously. "Are you a human being, to leave her thus?" "It is better so. I wonder how it is,” she added, “that boys always make love so impertinently. " Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin.
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