And for this life--perhaps if he had had a few more practical proofs of a divine justice and government--that "kingdom of heaven" of which Luke talks, in the sensible bodily matters which he does appreciate, he might not be so unwilling to trust to it for the invisible spiritual matters which he does not appreciate.

At all events, one has but one chance of winning him, and that is, through those five senses which he has left.

What if he does spend the money in gross animal enjoyment?
What will the amount of it be, compared with the animal enjoyments which my station allows me daily without reproach! A little more bacon--a little more beer--a little more tobacco; at all events they will be more important to him than a pair of new boots or an extra box of cigars to me.'-- And Lancelot put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out a sovereign.

No doubt he was a great goose; but if you can answer his arguments, reader, I cannot.
'Look here--what are your night-lines worth ?' 'A matter of seven shilling; ain't they now, Paul Tregarva ?' 'I should suppose they are.' 'Then do you give me the lines, one and all, and there's a sovereign for you .-- No, I can't trust you with it all at once.

I'll give it to Tregarva, and he shall allow you four shillings a week as long as it lasts, if you'll promise to keep off Squire Lavington's river.' It was pathetic, and yet disgusting, to see the abject joy of the poor creature.