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Had her child not carried the weight of good blood, had soht have co town of Ennisti ht of good blood,--or gift, if it please us to call it,--what advantage would ever coirl? It can not really be that all those arentlehood are less blessed, or intended to be less blessed, than the feho float in the higher air As to real blessedness, does it not come from fitness to the outer life and a sense of duty that shall produce such fitness? Does any one believe that the Countess has a greater share of happiness than the grocer's wife, or is less subject to the miseries which flesh inherits? But such ed by the will This woo and meet the butcher's son on equal terhbouring town The burden had been ih it isolated them from all the world

"Mother, is it always to be like this?" Of course the irl should go out into the world and pair, that she should find soht lean, so to surround her, the heart of soht devote herself The girl, when she asked her question, did not know this,--but the mother knew it Thecreatures her child was surely the loveliest Was it not fit that she should go forth and be loved;--that she should at any rate go forth and take her chance with others? But how should such going forth be ers,--dangers specially terrible to one so friendless as her child? Had not she herself been wrecked a herself to one who had been utterly unworthy,--loving one who had been utterly unlovely? Men so often are as ravenous wolves, reed, full of lust, looking on fe the love of woher in the world there ht be safety But how could she send her girl forth into the world without sending her certainly a the wolves? And yet that piteous question was always sounding in her ears "Mother, is it always to be like this?"