"Mr Bold can act as he thinks proper, my love," said he; "if Mr Bold thinks he has been wrong, of course he will discontinue what he is doing; but that cannot change my purpose." "Oh, papa!" she exclaimed, all but crying with vexation; "I thought you would have been so happy;--I thought all would have been right now." "Mr Bold," continued he, "has set great people to work,--so great that I doubt they are now beyond his control.

Read that, my dear." The warden, doubling up a number of _The Jupiter_, pointed to the peculiar article which she was to read.

It was to the last of the three leaders, which are generally furnished daily for the support of the nation, that Mr Harding directed her attention.

It dealt some heavy blows on various clerical delinquents; on families who received their tens of thousands yearly for doing nothing; on men who, as the article stated, rolled in wealth which they had neither earned nor inherited, and which was in fact stolen from the poorer clergy.

It named some sons of bishops, and grandsons of archbishops; men great in their way, who had redeemed their disgrace in the eyes of many by the enormity of their plunder; and then, having disposed of these leviathans, it descended to Mr Harding.
We alluded some weeks since to an instance of similar injustice, though in a more humble scale, in which the warden of an almshouse at Barchester has become possessed of the income of the greater part of the whole institution.