If every plant and flower were found in all places, the charm of locality would not exist. Everything varies, and that gives the interest.

Ever since the world began, it has been the belief of mankind that desolate places are the special haunt of supernatural beings.

Soft is the music that would charm for ever;The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly.

It would seem that the ant works its way tentatively, and, observing where it fails, tries another place and succeeds.

Some, I verily believe, delight to be slave-men; it is a joy to them, and they would not change their condition; not only miserable village wretches, but men in good position, well-to-do sycophants.

Almost every labourer has his Sunday suit, very often really good clothes, sometimes glossy black, with the regulation 'chimney pot'. His unfortunate walk betrays him, dress how he will.