refined, how are thy rights violated! It was only last night, just as I had returned from meeting him that is so dear to my soul, my mother, I found, had discovered the sacred secret of my heart: alas, to be a secret no longer, for to her it was not long confined. These human monsters, these foes to all fine sentiment, these repressors of all delicate feeling!" "Who can these be," said our hero? "Oh, sir," said the author, "do not you know who it means. I thought that one of the best parts of my descriptions: but you will see as you go along." Our hero still not discovering, she said in a half whisper, "I mean, sir, the parish officers, but I did not know how far they could with propriety be mentioned in a pathetic scene. Perhaps you would object to their introduction after interviews of sentimental love and tenderness." "Their introduction," said our hero, "frequently
