I shall hold no further discourse with one who thinks so much of himself, and takes advice merely of his own feelings." "Now, old trapper, do you hear that!" said the unsophisticated bee-hunter, turning abruptly to his aged friend.

"The meanest insect that skims the heavens, when it has got its load, flies straight and honestly to its nest or hive, according to its kind; but the ways of a woman's mind are as knotty as a gnarled oak, and more crooked than the windings of the Mississippi!" "Nay, nay, child," said the trapper, good-naturedly interfering in behalf of the offending Paul, "you are to consider that youth is hasty, and not overgiven to thought.

But then a promise is a promise, and not to be thrown aside and forgotten, like the hoofs and horns of a buffaloe." "I thank you for reminding me of my oath," said the still resentful Ellen, biting her pretty nether lip with vexation; "I might else have proved forgetful!" "Ah! female natur' is awakened in her," said the old man, shaking his head in a manner to show how much he was disappointed in the result; "but it manifests itself against the true spirit!" "Ellen!" cried the young stranger, who until now had been an attentive listener to the parley, "since Ellen is the name by which you are known--" "They often add to it another.

I am sometimes called by the name of my father." "Call her Nelly Wade at once," muttered Paul; "it is her rightful name, and I care not if she keeps it for ever!" "Wade, I should have added," continued the youth.

"You will acknowledge that, though bound by no oath myself, I at least have known how to respect those of others.