His chest was broad, and his arms seemed powerful; but, upon the whole, he looked a very caitiff.

"I am sorry that man has lost his wife," thought I; "for I am sure he will never get another." What surprises me is, that he ever found a woman disposed to unite her lot with his! After tea I got up and strolled about the field.

My thoughts were upon Isopel Berners.

I wondered where she was, and how long she would stay away.

At length becoming tired and listless, I determined to return to the dingle, and resume the reading of the Bible at the place where I had left off.