Well, then, perhaps you set up a handsome saw-mill!" "A saw-mill! What a notion of Paradise! No; this is what we do--but remember that I speak in the strictest confidence; dishonest antagonism might arise, if we ventilated our ideas too soon--Mrs.Hockin and Miss Wood, we demand the restoration of our river!--the return of our river to its ancient course." "I see," said his wife; "oh, how grand that would be! and how beautiful from our windows! That really, now, is a noble thought!" "A just one--simply a just one.

Justice ought not to be noble, my dear, however rare it may be.

Generosity, magnanimity, heroism, and so on--those are the things we call noble, my dear." "And the founding of cities.

Oh, my dear, I remember, when I was at school, it was always said, in what we called our histories, that the founders of cities had honors paid them, and altars built, and divinities done, and holidays held in their honor." "To that I object," cried the Major, sternly.

"If I founded fifty cities, I would never allow one holiday.