" * He looked upon the heart,* sobbed Jenny ; ' and
oh, Harry, I have tried to choose my king like that.'

*' People call this world a vale of sorrows, and I pity
those who always speak like that, for they can never
have felt the happiness that was mine that night, as
two fond arms clasped my neck, and a loving cheek was
laid to mine, and they were those of her who has been
my wife these fifteen happy years.
'*Ibelieve that there are those whothinkusa strangely-
matched couple, and that our little ones all favour their
mother ; but they don't know all, for my foolish little
wife is even proud of her husband."

" And well she may be ! " I said to myself as I went
away, thinking what a blot these trade outrages havo
been upon working-class history, and how generous
stout-hearted men often allow themselves to be led
away by the mouthing idlers of their workshops —
by men who are constantly declaiming against their
betters, and who want as they say for all to be free and
equal, with as much sense as the child who cried for
the moon.
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CHAPTER VII.
MY NON-STBIKINO PATIENT.
T HAD just such a man as my
-*• Sheffield grinder to tend once
for a broken leg. Samuel Harris
was his name, and a very bad
fracture I had to deal with.
He lay there without a murmur
as I made my examination and
then shook my head.
" Seems nasty, don't it, doctor,'*
he said coolly.
" It*s a very serious fracture,"
I said, " and I'm really afraid, — "

" That I shall lose my leg ? " he said, anticipating
my words.
