How it ever came into mortal brains is to me the puzzle.

I've often fancied, when I've watched those priests--and very good fellows, too, some of them are--that there must be a devil after all abroad in the world, as you say; for no human insanity could ever have hit upon so complete and 'cute a device for making parsons do the more harm, the more good they try to do.

There, I've preached you a sermon, and made you angry." "Not in the least: but I must go now and see some sick." "Well, go, and prosper; only recollect that the said sick are men and women." And away Tom went, thinking to himself: "Well, that is a noble, straightforward, honest fellow, and will do yet, if he'll only get a wife.

He's not one of those asses who have made up their minds by book that the world is square, and won't believe it to be round for any ocular demonstration.

He'll find out what shape the world is before long, and behave as such, and act accordingly." Little did Tom think, as he went home that day in full-blown satisfaction with his sermon to Frank, of the misery he had caused, and was going to cause for many a day, to poor Grace Harvey.