The Argosy . wenty-two she is a leader offashion, and the wife of a nonentity, with ten thousand a-year; andshe says : My dear girls, avoid love if you can : but if you ever mean toindulge seriously in the foolish dream, avoid my pit-fall. Never talkto birds! Minnie Douglas. LIFE IS BUT A DAY. A BLITHESOME maid, at early morn,Comes tripping lightly oer the lea ;Of all Gods creatures ever bornThe brightest, gladdest heart has owning by her speech the swayOf rapt emotion, she doth say :— How glad a thing is life ! Oercome at last by midday heat,And well nigh unremitting toil,A man of car
The Argosy . wenty-two she is a leader offashion, and the wife of a nonentity, with ten thousand a-year; andshe says : My dear girls, avoid love if you can : but if you ever mean toindulge seriously in the foolish dream, avoid my pit-fall. Never talkto birds! Minnie Douglas. LIFE IS BUT A DAY. A BLITHESOME maid, at early morn,Comes tripping lightly oer the lea ;Of all Gods creatures ever bornThe brightest, gladdest heart has owning by her speech the swayOf rapt emotion, she doth say :— How glad a thing is life ! Oercome at last by midday heat,And well nigh unremitting toil,A man of care lay down to sleep,And snatch repose from lifes woke, and with a sigh he Care reigned in Oblivions stead :— How sad a thing is life ! An aged pair at eve draw faltering steps, a lone churchyard ;Death long to them has lost its fear,Although, in youth, to die seemed hope in time has passed away,Yet from the heart each one doth say : How grand a thing is life ! F W. THE ARGOSY AUGUST, 1SS4. THE WHITE WITCH. CHAPTER wounds. THREE oclock was chiming forth from the various clocks ofCroxham Abbey in the early morning, as Godfrey Mayne lefthis step-mothers room with his father, followed by Lydia. Themaid swiftly disappeared. Godfrey dutifully accompanied to the door of his new quarters, the Swallow chamber, wishedhim good-night, and then went back along the cross passage, deep inthought. He knew that some audacious intruder must have got into theAbbey and penetrated to Mrs. Mayne ? room : a strong impressioniay upon him that the man had not yet effected his escape, but wasconcealing himself somewhere or other. Was it Dick Wilding ?Godfrey did not know. If it was, Mr. Dick should be treated to thesoundest castigation he had ever yet experienced—and his migrationseffectually stopped for the future. But it might not be Dick; Godfreyhardly thought it was : and he would never have thought of him atall in such a matter but
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