How the young birds are leaving the nests! Even that slow lad of Grace's is going.

He is to learn farming with old Roberts.

He has a broad back and the advantage of not being a thinking-machine." "He may have made the best choice, McGregor." "No, sir," said the Doctor, "my son has the best of it." John laughed.

"I don't think I should like either farm or medicine." "No," returned the Doctor, with his queer way of stating things, "there must be some one to feed the people; Tom is to be trained to cure, and you to kill." "I don't want to kill anybody," said John, laughing.
"But that is the business you are going to learn, young man." John was silent.

The idea of killing anybody! "Heard from Mrs.Penhallow lately ?" asked the doctor.
"No, but from Leila to-day; and, you will be surprised, from Josiah too." "Is that so ?" "Yes.