ixty times; about eight miles.

These two were a happy pair. This wayward, but generous heart never
forgot her offence, and his forgiveness. She gave herself to him heart
and soul, at the altar, and well she redeemed her vow. He rose high in
political life: and paid the penalty of that sort of ambition; his
heart was often sore. But by his own hearth sat comfort and ever ready
sympathy. Ay, and patient industry to read blue-books, and a ready hand
and brain to write diplomatic notes for him, off which the mind glided
as from a ball of ice.

In thirty years she never once mentioned the servants to him.

"Oh, let eternal honor crown her name!"

It was only a little bit of heel that Dard had left in Prussia. More
fortunate than his predecessor (Achilles), he got off with a slight but
enduring limp. And so the army lost him.

He married Jacintha, and Josephine set them up in Bigot's, (deceased)
auberge. Jacintha shone as a landlady, and custom flowed in. For all
that, a hankering after Beaurepaire was observable in her. Her favorite
stroll was into the Beaurepaire kitchen, and on all fetes and grand
occasions she was prominent in gay attire as a retainer of the house.
The last specimen of her homely sagacity I shall have the honor to lay
before you is a critique upon her husband, which she vented six years
after marriage.

"My Dard," said she, "is very good as far as he goes. What he has felt
himself, that he can feel FOR: nobody better. You come to him with an
empty belly, or a broken head, or all bleeding with a cut, or black
and blue, and you shall find a friend. But if it is a sore heart, or
trouble, and sorrow, and no hole in your carcass to show for it, you had
better come to ME; for you might as well tell your grief to a stone wall
as to my man."

The baroness took her son Raynal to Paris, and there, with keen eye,
selected him a wife. She proved an excellent one. It would have been
hard if she had not, for the baroness with the severe sagacity of her
age and sex, had set aside as naught a score of seeming angels, before
she could suit herself with a daughter-in-law. At first the Raynals very
properly saw little of the Dujardins; but when both had been married
some years, the recollection of that fleeting and nominal connection
waxed faint, while the memory of great benefits conferred on both sides
remained lively as ever in hearts so great, and there was a warm, a
sacred friendship between the two houses--