follows them to the station-house in the gentle clutch of Captain Snatchem's posse with virtuous rejoicing.
The street-walker, although spurned by all good people, and driven out, branded with shame, from all pure circles; although taken up not tenderly by his Honor's police; although put out to die like a worn beast, when her laugh gets hollow and her eye dull, seldom takes any other revenge than an over-dose of laudanum, or a plunge, that only the droning watchman and the creatures of the midnight hear, into the black stream.
Indeed, it is said that to the very destroyer of her peace and happiness — him who turned her destiny out of the light into the eternal shadows — she is often true to the last, following him with benedictions, and breathing his name last of all.
Who, then, shall dare deny these poor ones the dole of human charity? Who, when all is told, dare take upon him or herself the inhuman task of casting the first stone? God forbid that I should do it! The "Liberal Christian" very truly says: —
"It is not in the facility with which people get divorced, but in the facility with which they get married, that the mischief inheres. It is not the unmarrying — the marrying without proper consideration, marrying from wrong motives, with false views and unfounded expectations, marrying without knowing who or what — that causes all the disturbance. And there is altogether too much of such marrying. When man and woman marry all over and clean through, every faculty and sentiment of each finding its complement and counterpart in the other, separation is impossible. But when they are only half married, — when only a third part of them is married, — when they are married only in their instincts, or their imaginations, or their fortunes, — the unmarried part of both is very apt to get uneasy, and they find a Bedlam where they look for elysium."
Speaking of the incompatibilities of personal similarities, a writer of keen observation, and with time enough on his hands to use it in the waysides of life, says that wherever two natures have a great deal in common, the conditions of a first-rate quarrel are furnished ready-made. Relations are very apt to hate each other, just because they are too much alike. It is so frightful to be in an atmosphere of family idiosyncrasies; to see all the hereditary uncomeliness or infirmity of body, all the defects of speech, all the
