Now, would you, Miss Cobbe, refuse to shake hands with any of your statesmen, scientists, clergymen, lawyers, or physicians who treat women with constant indignities and insult ?" "Oh, no!" said Miss Cobbe.

"Then," said Harriot, "you estimate the physical suffering of cats and dogs as of more consequence than the humiliation of human beings.

The man who tortures a cat for a scientific purpose is not as low in the scale of beings, in my judgment, as one who sacrifices his own daughter to some cruel custom." As we were, just then, reading Froude's "Life of Carlyle," we drove by the house where Carlyle had lived, and paused a moment at the door where poor Jennie went in and out so often with a heavy heart.

The book gives a painful record of a great soul struggling with poverty and disappointment; the hope of success, as an author, so long deferred and never realized.

His foolish pride of independence and headship, and his utter indifference to his domestic duties and the comfort of his wife made the picture still darker.