And does Mr.Gray think God took note of that ?" "I was sure you would agree with me, Miss Galindo," said my lady.

"You and I can remember how this talk about education--Rousseau, and his writings--stirred up the French people to their Reign of Terror, and all those bloody scenes." "I'm afraid that Rousseau and Mr.Gray are birds of a feather," replied Miss Galindo, shaking her head.

"And yet there is some good in the young man too.

He sat up all night with Billy Davis, when his wife was fairly worn out with nursing him." "Did he, indeed!" said my lady, her face lighting up, as it always did when she heard of any kind or generous action, no matter who performed it.

"What a pity he is bitten with these new revolutionary ideas, and is so much for disturbing the established order of society!" When Miss Galindo went, she left so favourable an impression of her visit on my lady, that she said to me with a pleased smile-- "I think I have provided Mr.Horner with a far better clerk than he would have made of that lad Gregson in twenty years.