Sympathy can create the boldness which no other means can evoke. Dr.

L’adversité est sans doute un grand maître; mais ce maître se fait payer cher ses leçons, et souvent le profit qu’on en retire ne vaut pas le prix qu’elles ont coûté—Adversity is without doubt a great teacher, but this teacher makes us pay dear for his instructions, and often the profit we derive from them is not worth the price we are required to pay.

The theory of the transference of the collective will of the people to historic persons may perhaps explain much in the domain of jurisprudence and be essential for its purposes, but in its application to history, as soon as revolutions, conquests, or civil wars occur—that is, as soon as history begins—that theory explains nothing. Night had come. The master and superior could not forbear admiring so great a change in their novices, though they did not know the cause of it. “‘I showed them the path to glory, but they did not follow it,’” Prince Andrew continued after a short silence, again quoting Napoleon’s words. While engaged in this soliloquy, the maiden unexpectedly made her appearance; I turned pale, and the next moment became crimson; she was quite alone, not even Clio accompanied her; in a very confused manner, and not knowing what else to say, I addressed her with the words, “Good morrow, fair mistress;” sweetly smiling, she shewed by her countenance that she comprehended the drift of my salutation, and said, “Do you call me your mistress?” “Indeed I do, for one of the gods has told me to be your slave, as Hercules was sold to Omphale.” “Sold, if I remember, by Mercury,” rejoined she, “and Jove employed him in the business;” this she said with an arch smile.

Away with the thorny subtleties of dialectics; they are abuses, things by which our lives can never be amended: take the plain philosophical discourses, learn how rightly to choose, and then rightly to apply them; they are more easy to be understood than one of Boccaccio’s novels; a child from nurse is much more capable of them, than of learning to read or to write. It was past midnight. Ils chantent, ils payeront—Let them sing; they will have the piper to pay. In the morning, as we were moving out at an early hour, we were met by the mayor and two or three prominent citizens of Charleston who came to surrender the town to us, Wise having hurriedly retreated during the night. “But, dear me, that must be a fraud!” said Pierre, naïvely, who had listened attentively to the pilgrim.

In the evening Andrew and Pierre got into the open carriage and drove to Bald Hills. Of course, the distribution of the spoil and the Turkish debt favour the conservation of Turkey.


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