Scarcely any thing presented itself to him as he went along that had not some melancholy association with death or its emblems.

To all this, however, he paid little or no attention.

When a funeral met him, he merely turned back three steps in the direction it went, as was usual; but unless he happened to know the family from which death had selected its victim, he never even took the trouble of inquiring who it was they bore to the grave--a circumstance which strongly proved the utter and heartless selfishness of the man's nature.

On arriving at Sullivan's, however, he could not help feeling startled, hard and without sympathy as was his heart, at the wild and emaciated evidences of misery and want which a couple of weeks' severe suffering had impressed upon them.

The gentle Mave herself, patient and uncomplaining as she was, had become thin and cheerless; yet of such a character was the sadness that rested upon her, that it only added a mournful and melancholy charm to her beauty--a charm that touched the heart of the beholder at once with love and compassion.