Were it not for the long and heavy eyebrows, which gave something of severity to his face, and for that painful stoop in his shoulders, he might still have been accounted a handsome man.

In youth he had been a very handsome man, and had shone forth in the world, popular, beloved, respected, with all the good things the world could give.

The first blow upon him was the death of his wife.

That hurt him sorely, but it did not quite crush him.

Then his only daughter died also, just as she became a bride.