It is the toploftiest place in all creation, ain't it, minister ?" There was no response to all this bombast.

It was evident he had not been heard; and turning to Mr.Hopewell, I observed his eyes were fixed intently on the distance, and his mind pre-occupied by painful reflexions, for tears were coursing after each other down his furrowed but placid cheek.
"Squire," said Mr.Slick to me, "this won't do.

We must not allow him to dwell too long on the thoughts of leaving home, or he'll droop like any thing, and p'raps, hang his head and fade right away.

He is aged and feeble, and every thing depends on keeping up his spirits.

An old plant must be shaded, well watered, and tended, or you can't transplant it no how, you can fix it, that's a fact.