"THE STORY OF OUR LIVES FROM YEAR TO YEAR."---SHAKEsPEArE. ALL THE YEAR ROUND. A WEEKLY JOURNAL. CONDUCTED BY CHARLES DICKENS.

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"In a word," said Madame Defarge, coming A TALE OF TWO CITIES. out of her short abstraction, "I cannot trust In Three Books. my husband in this matter. Not only do I feel By CHARLES DICKENS. since last night, that I dare not confide to him the details of my projects; but also I feel that if I delay, there is danger of his giving warning, BOOK THE THIRD. THE TRACK OF A STORM. and then they might escape." CHAPTER XIV. THE KNITTING DONE. "That must never be," croaked Jacques IN that same juncture of time when the Fifty- Three; "no one must escape. We have not Two awaited their fate, Madame Defarge held half enough as it is. We ought to have six darkly ominous council with The Vengeance and score a day." Jacques Three of the Revolutionary Jury. Not "In a word," Madame Defarge went on, in the wine-shop did Madame Defarge confer "my husband has not my reason for pursuing with these ministers, but in the shed of the this family to annihilation, and I have not his wood-sawyer, erst a mender of roads. The reason for regarding this Doctor with any sensi- sawyer himself did not participate in the bility. I must act for myself, therefore. Come conference, but abided at a little distance, hither, little citizen." like an outer satellite who was not to speak The wood-sawyer, who held her in the re- until required, or to offer an opinion until in- spect, and himself in the submission, of mor- vited. tal fear, advanced with his hand to his red "But our Defarge," said Jacques Three, "is cap. undoubtedly a good Republican? Eh?" "Touching those signals, little citizen," said "There is no better," the voluble Vengeance Madame Defarge, sternly, "that she made to protested in her shrill notes, "in France." the prisoners; you are ready to bear witness to "Peace, little Vengeance," said Madame De- them this very day ?" farge, laying her hand with a slight frown on "Ay, ay, why not!" cried the sawyer. her lieutenant's lips, "hear me speak. My hus- "Every day, in all weathers, from two to four, band, fellow-citizen, is a good Republican and a always signalling, sometimes with the little one, bold man; he has deserved well of the Republic sometimes without. I know what I know, I and possesses its confidence. But my hus- have seen with my eyes." band has his weaknesses, and he is so weak as to relent towards this Doctor." He made all manner of gestures while he spoke, as if in incidental imitation of some few "It is a great pity," croaked Jacques Threeof th,e great diversity of signals that he had dubiously shaking his head, with his cruel fingers never seen. at his hungry mouth; "it is not quite like a good "Clearly plots," said Jacques Three. "Trans- citizen; it is a thing to regret." parently!" "See you," said madame, "I care nothin"Therg e is no doubt of the Jury?" inquired for this Doctor, I. He may wear hisMadam head eo r Defarge, letting her eyes turn to him lose it, for any interest I have in him; it is all with a gloomy smile. one to me. But, the Evremonde people are "Relto y upon the patriotic Jury, dear citi- zeness. I answer for my fellow-Jurymen." be extermindated, and the wife and child must follow the husband and father." "Now, let me see," said Madame Defarge, "She has a fine head for it," croaked Jacqueponderins g again. "Yet once more! Can Three. "I have seen blue eyes and goldenI haisparr e this Doctor to my husband? I there, and they looked charming whenhav Samsoe non feeling either way. Can I spare held them up." Ogre that he was, he him?spok"e Madame Defarge cast down her eyes, and re- likeflected an a little. epicure" "He would count as one head," observed Jacques Three, in a low voice. "We really have not heads enough; it would be a pity, I "The child also," observed Jacques Threethink., " with a meditative enjoyment of his words"H, "e hawas s signalling with her when I saw golden hair and blue eyes. And we seldom have a child there. It is a pretty sight!" her," argued Madame Defarge; "I cannot speak of one without the other; and I must not

Vol. II. 30 70 [November 19, 1859.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [Conducted by be silent, and trust the case wholly to him, this to imply that she heard, and might be relied little citizen here. For, I am not a bad wit- upon to arrive in good time, and so went ness." through the mud, and round the corner of The Vengeance and Jacques Three vied with the prison wall. The Vengeance and the Jury- each other in their fervent protestations that man, looking after her as she walked away, were she was the most admirable and marvellous highly appreciative of her fine figure, and her of witnesses. The little citizen, not to superb moral endowments. be outdone, declared her to be a celestial There were many women at that time, upon witness. whom the time laid a dreadfully disfiguring hand; "He must take his chance," said Madame but, there was not one among them more to be Defarge. "No; I cannot spare him! You are dreaded than this ruthless woman, now taking engaged at three o'clock ; you are going to see her way along the streets. Of a strong and the batch of to-day executed.-You?" fearless character, of shrewd sense and readiness, The question was addressed to the wood- of great determination, of that kind of beauty sawyer, who hurriedly replied in the affirmative: which not only seems to impart to its possessor seizing the occasion to add that he was the most firmness and animosity, but to strike into others ardent of Republicans, and that he would be in an instinctive recognition of those qualities; effect the most desolate of Republicans, if any- the troubled time would have heaved her up, thing prevented him from enjoying the pleasure under any circumstances. But, imbued from her of smoking his afternoon pipe in the contempla- childhood with a brooding sense of wrong, and tion of the droll national barber. He was so an inveterate hatred of a class, opportunity had very demonstrative herein, that he might have developed her into a tigress. She was abso- been suspected (perhaps was, by the dark eyes lutely without pity. If she had ever had that looked contemptuously at him out of the virtue is her, it had quite gone out of Madame Defarge's head) of having his small her. individual fears for his own personal safety, It was nothing to her, that an innocent man every hour in the day. was to die for the sins of his forefathers; she "I," said madame, "am equally engaged at saw, not him, but them. It was nothing to her, the same place. After it is over-say at eight that his wife was to be made a widow and his to-night-come you to me, in Saint Anionic, daughter an orphan; that was insufficient punish- and we will give information against these people ment, because they wore her natural enemies and at my Section." her prey, and as such had no right to live. To ap- The wood-sawyer said he would be proud and peal to her, was made hopeless by her having no flattered to attend the citizeness. The citi- sense of pity, even for herself. If she had been zeness looking at him, he became embarrassed, laid low in the streets, in any of the many en- evaded her glance as a small dog would have counters in which she had been engaged, she done, retreated among his wood, and hid his would not have pitied herself; nor, if she had confusion over the handle of his saw. been ordered to the axe to-morrow, would she Madame Defarge beckoned the Juryman and have gone to it with any softer feeling than a fierce The Vengeance a little nearer to the door, and desire to change places with the man who sent there expounded her further views to them her there. thus: Such a heart Madame Defarge carried under " She will now be at home, awaiting the mo- her rough robe. Carelessly worn, it was a be ment of his death. She will be mourning and coming robe enough, in a certain weird way, grieving. She will be in a state of mind to im- and her dark hair looked rich under her coarse peach the justice of the Republic. She will be red cap. Lying hidden in her bosom, was a full of sympathy with its enemies. I will go to loaded pistol. Lying hidden at her waist, was her." a sharpened dagger. Thus accoutred, and walk- " What an admirable woman; what an ador- ing with the confident tread of such a cha- able woman!" exclaimed Jacques Three, raptur- racter, and with the supple freedom of a wo- ously. "Ah, my cherished!" cried The ven- man who had habitually walked in her girl- geance; and embraced her. hood, bare-footand bare-legged, on the brown "Take you my knitting," said Madame soa-sand, Madame Defarge took her way along Defarge, placing it in her lieutenant's hands, the streets. "and have it ready for me in my usual seat. Now, when the journey of the travelling Keep me my usual chair. Go you there, straight, coach, at that very moment waiting for the com- for there will probably be a greater concourse pletion of its load, had been planned out last than usual, to-day." night, the difficulty of taking Miss Pross in it "I willingly obey the orders of my Chief," had mueh engaged Mr. Lorry's attention. It said The vengeance, with alacrity, and kissing was not merely desirable to avoid overloading her cheek. "You will not be late?" the coach, but it was of the highest importance "I shall be there before the commencement." that the time occupied in examining it, "And before the tumbrils arrive. Be sure passengers, should be reduced to the utmost; you are there, my soul," said The Vengeance, since their escape might depend on the saving calling after her, for she had already turned into of only a few seconds here and there. finally. the street, "before the tumbrils arrive!" he had proposed, after anxious consideration, Madame Defarge slightly waved her hand, that Miss Pross and Jerry, who were at liberty Charles Dickens.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [November 19, 1859.] 71 to leave the city, should leave it at three o'clock "I go so far as to say, miss, morehover" in the lightest-wheeled conveyance known to proceeded Mr. Cruncher, with a most alarming that period. Unencumbered with luggage, tendency to hold forth as from a pulpit—"and they would soon overtake the coach, and, let my words be took down and took to Mrs. passing it and preceding it on the road, would Cruncher through yourself—that wot my opi- order horses in advance, and greatly facili- nions respectin' flopping has undergone a tate its progress during the precious hours change, and that wot I only hope with all my of the night, when delay was the most to be heart as Mrs. Cruncher may be a flopping at the dreaded. present time." Seeing in this arrangement the hope of ren- "There, there, there! I hope she is, my dear dering real service in that pressing emergency, man," cried the distracted Miss Pross, "and Miss Pross hailed it with joy. She and I hope she finds it answering her expecta- Jerry had beheld the coach start, had known whotions. " it was that Solomon brought, had passed some "Forbid it," proceeded Mr. Cruncher, with ten minutes in tortures of suspense, and were additional solemnity, additional slowness, and now concluding their arrangements to follow theadditiona l tendency to hold forth and hold out, coach, even as Madame Defarge, taking her way "as anything wot I have ever said or done should through the streets, now drew nearer and be wisited on my earnest wishes for them poor nearer to the else-deserted lodging in which theycreetur s now! Forbid it as we shouldn't all flop held their consultation. (if it was anyways convenient) to get 'em out "Now what do you think, Mr. Cruncher," o' this here dismal risk! Forbid it, miss! Wot said Miss Pross, whose agitation was so great I say, for—BID it!" This was Mr. Cruncher's that she could hardly speak, or stand, or move, conclusion after a protracted but vain endeavour or live; "what do you think of our not startingt o find a better one. from this court-yard? Another carriage having And still Madame Defarge, pursuing her way already gone from here to-day, it might awakenalon g the streets, came nearer and nearer. suspicion." "If we ever get back to our native land," "My opinion, miss," returned Mr. Cruncher, said Miss Pross, "yon may rely upon my "is as you're right. Likewise wot I'll stand telling Mrs. Cruncher as much as I may be by you, right or wrong." able to remember and understand of what you "I am so distracted with fear and hope for have so impressively said; and at all events you our precious creatures," said Miss Pross, wildly may be sure that I shall bear witness to your crying, "that I am incapable of forming any being thoroughly in earnest at this dreadful plan. Are you capable of forming any plan, mytime . Now, pray let us think! My esteemed dear good Mr. Cruncher?" Mr. Cruncher, let us think!" "Respectin' a future spear o' life, miss," re- Still, Madame Defarge, pursuing her way along turned Mr. Cruncher, "I hope so. Respectin' the streets, came nearer and nearer. any present use o' this here blessed old head o' "If you were to go before," said Miss Pross, mine, I think not. Would you do me the "and stop the vehicle and horses from coming favour, miss, to take notice o' two promises andhere , and were to wait somewhere for me; wows wot it is my wishes fur to record in thiswouldn' t that be best?" here crisis?" Mr. Cruncher thought it might be best. "Oh, for gracious sake!" cried Miss Pross, "Where could you wait for me?" asked Miss still wildly crying, "record them at once, Pross. and get them out of the way, like an excellent Mr. Cruncher was so bewildered that he man." could think of no locality but Temple Bar. "first," said Mr. Cruncher, who was all Alas, Temple Bar was hundreds of miles away, in a tremble, and who spokean witd Madamh an ashe Defargy e was drawing very near in- and solemn visage, "them poor things well deed. out o' this, never no more will I do it, never no "By the cathedral door," said Miss Pross. more!" "Would it be much out of the way, to take me "I am quite sure, Mr. Cruncher," returned in, near the great cathedral door between the Miss Pross, "that you never will do it againtwo, towers?" whatever it is, and I beg you not to think it "No, miss," answered Mr. Cruncher. necessary to mention more particularly what "Then, like the best of men," said Miss Pross, "go to the post-house straight, and make "No, miss," returned Jerry, "it shall not be that change." named toyou . Second: them poor thing"I asm wel doubtful,l " said Mr. Cruncher, hesi- out o' this and never no more will tatinI interferg ande shaking his head, "about leaving of with Mrs. Cruncher's flopping, neveyou,r yonuo more!"see. W e don't know what may happen." "Whatever housekeeping arrangemen"Heavet thatn knows we don't," returned Miss may be," said Miss Pross, striving Prossto dr, y"bu hert have no fear for me. Take me in eyes and compose herself, "I have anto th doube cathedralt it , at Three o'Clock or as near it is best that Mrs. Cruncher should havas yoe uit canen-, and I am sure it will be better than tirely underhe r own superintendence—our goinO mgy from here. I feel certain of it. poor darlings!" There! Bless you, Mr. Cruncher! Think— 72 [November 19,1S59.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [Conastteji^ not of me, but of the lives that may depend on Madame Defarge was the family's malevolent both of us!" enemy. This exordium, and Miss Pross's two hands On my way yonder," said Madame Defarge in quite agonised entreaty clasping his, decided with a slight movement of her hand towards Mr. Cruncher. With an encouraging nod or the fatal spot, "where they reserve my chair two, he immediately went out to alter the and my knitting for me, I am come to make my arrangements, and left her by herself to follow compliments to her in passing. I wish to see as she had proposed. her." The having originated a precaution which "I know that your intentions are evil," was already in course of execution, was a said Miss Pross, "and you may depend upon great relief to Miss Pross. The necessity of it, I'll hold my own against them." composing her appearance so that it should Each spoke in her own language; neither attract no special notice in the streets, was understood the other's words; both were another relief. She looked at her watch, very watchful, and intent to deduce from and it was twenty minutes past two. She look and manner, what the unintelligible words had no time to lose, but must get ready at meant. once. "It will do her no good to keep her- Afraid, in her extreme perturbation, of the self concealed from me at this moment," said loneliness of the deserted rooms, and of half- Madame Defarge. "Good patriots will know imagined faces peeping from behind every open what that means. Let me see her. Go door in them, Miss Pross got a basin of cold tell her that I wish to see her. Do you water and began laving her eyes, which were hear?" swollen and red. Haunted by her feverish "If those eyes of yours were bed-winches," apprehensions, she could not bear to have her returned Miss Pross, "and I was an English sight obscured for a minute at a time by the four-poster, they shouldn't loose a splinter dripping water, but constantly paused and of me. No, you wicked foreign woman; I am looked round to see that there was no one your match." watching her. In one of those pauses she re- Madame Defarge was not likely to follow coiled and cried out, for she saw a figure stand- these idiomatic remarks in detail; but, she so far ing in the room. understood them as to perceive that she was set The basin fell to the ground broken, and the at naught. water flowed to the feet of Madame Defarge. By "Woman imbecile and pig-like!" said Ma- strange stern ways, and through much stain- dame Defarge, frowning. "I take no answer from ing blood, those feet had come to meet that you! I demand to see her. Either tell her that water. I demand to see her, or stand out of the way Madame Defarge looked coldly at her, and of the door and let me go to her!" This, said "The wife of Evremonde; where is with an angry explanatory wave of her right she?" arm. It flashed upon Miss Pross's mind that the "I little thought," said Miss Pross, "that I doors were all standing open, and would suggest should ever want to understand your nonsensical the flight. Her first act was to shut them. language; but I would give all I have, to the There were four in the room, and she shut clothes I wear, to know whether you suspect them all. She then placed herself before the truth, or any part of it." the door of the chamber which Lucie had oc- Neither of them for a single moment released cupied. the other's eyes. Madame Defarge had not Madame Defarge's dark eyes followed her moved from the spot where she stood when Miss through this rapid movement, and rested on her Pross first becam e aware of her; but, she now when it was finished. Miss Pross had nothing advanced one step. beautiful about her; years had not tamed the "I am a Briton," said Miss Pross, "I am wildness, or softened the grimness, of her desperate. I don't care an English Twopence appearance; but, she too was a determined for myself. I know that the longer I keep woman in her different way, and she mea- you here, the greater hope there is for my sured Madame Defarge with her eyes, every Ladybird. I'll not leave a handful of that dark inch. hair upon your head, if you lay a finger on "You might, from your appearance, be the me!" • • I wife of Lucifer," said Miss Pross, in her breathing. "Nevertheless, you shall not Thus Miss Pross, with a shake of her head get the better of me. I am an English- and a flash of her eyes between every rapid woman." sentence, and every rapid sentence a whole Madame Defarge looked at her scornfully breath. Thus Miss Pross, who had never struck but still with something of Miss Pross's own a blow in her life. perception that they two were at bay. She saw But, her courage was of that emotional nature a tight, hard, wiry woman before her, as Mr. that it brought the irrepressible tears into her Lorry had seen in the same figure a woman with a eyes. This was a courage that Madame Defarge strong hand, in the years gone by. She knew full so little comprehended as to mistake for weak- well that Miss Pross was the family's de- ness. "Ha, ha!" she laughed, "you poor voted friend; Miss Pross knew full well that wretch! What are you worth! I address my- self to that Doctor." Then she raised her Charles Dickens.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [November 19,1859.] 73 voice and called out, "Citizen Doctor! Wife help. Happily, she bethought herself of the conse- of Evremonde! Child of Evremonde! Any quences of what she did, in time to check her- person but this miserable fool, answer the Citi- self and go back. It was dreadful to go in at the door again; but, she did go in, and even went zeness Defarge!" . near it, to get the bonnet and other things that Perhaps the following silence, perhaps some she must wear. These she put on, out on latent disclosure in the expression of Miss the staircase,first shutting and locking the door Pross's face, perhaps a sudden misgiving apart and taking away the key. She then sat down on from either suggestion, whispered to Madame the stairs a few moments, to breathe and to cry, Defarge that they were gone. Three of the and then got up and hurried away. doors she opened swiftly, and looked in. By good fortune she had a veil on her bonnet, "Those rooms are all in disorder, there has or she could hardly have gone along the streets been hurried packing, there are odds and ends without being stopped. By goodfortune, too, upon the ground. There is no one in that room she was naturally so peculiar in appearance as behind you! Let me look." not to show disfigurement like any other woman. "Never!" said Miss Pross, who understood She needed both advantages, for the marks of the request as perfectly as Madame Defarge un-gripingfingers wer e deep in her face, and her derstood the answer. hair was torn, and her dress (hastily composed "If they are not in that room, they are gone, with unsteady hands) was clutched and dragged and can be pursued and brought back," said a hundred ways. Madame Defarge to herself. In crossing the bridge, she dropped the door "As long as you don't know whether they are key in the river. Arriving at the cathedral in that room or not, you are uncertain what to some few minutes before her escort, and waiting do," said Miss Pross to herself; "and you there, she thought, what if the key were already shall not know that, if I can prevent your taken in a net, what if it were identified, what knowing it; and know that, or not know that, if the door were opened and the remains dis- you shall not leave here while I can hold covered, what if she were stopped at the gate, you." sent to prison, and charged with murder! In "I have been in the streets from the first, the midst of these fluttering thoughts, the nothing has stopped me, I will tear you to escort appeared, took her in, and took her piecesbut I will have you from that door," saidaway . Madame Defarge. "Is there any noise in the streets?" she asked "We are alone at the top of a high house in him. a solitary court-yard, we are not likely to be "The usual noises," Mr. Cruncher replied; heard, and I pray for bodily strength to keep and looked surprisedby th e question and by her you here while every minute you are here is aspect. worth a hundred thousand guineas to my dar- "I don't hear you," said Miss Pross. "What ling," said Miss Pross. do you say?" Madame Defarge made at the door. Miss Pross, It was in vain for Mr. Cruncher to repeat on the instinct of the moment, seized her round thewha t he said; Miss Pross could not hear him. waist in both her arms, and held her tight. It was "So I'll nod my head," thought Mr. Cruncher, in vain for Madame Defarge to struggle and to amazed, "at all events she'll see that." And strike; Miss Pross, with the vigorous tenacity she did. of love, always so much stronger than hate, "Is there any noise in the streets now?' clasped her tight, and even lifted her from the asked Miss Pross again, presently. floor in the struggle that they had. The two Again Mr. Cruncher nodded his head. hands of Madame Defarge buffeted and tore at "I don't hear it." her face; hut, Miss Pross, with her head down, "Gone deaf in a hour?" said Mr. Cruncher, held her round the waist, and clung to her ruminating, with his mind much disturbed; with more than the hold of a drowning "wot's come to her ?" woman. "I feel," said Miss Pross, "as if there had Soon, Madame Defarge's hands ceased to been aflash an d a crash, and that crash was the strike, and felt at her encircled waist. "It is under my arm," said Miss Pross, in smothered last thing I should ever hear in this life." tones, "you shall not draw it. I am stronger "Blest if she ain't in a queer condition!" than you, I bless Heaven for it. I'll hold you said Mr. Cruncher, more and more disturbed. tillone o r other of us faints or dies!"Wo" t can she have been a takin', to keep Madame Defaree's hands were at her bosom. her courage up? Hark! There's the roll MissPross looke d up, saw what it was, struck of them dreadful carts! You can hear that, at it, struck out aflash an d a crash, and stood miss?" alone—blinded with smoke. "I can hear," said Miss Pross, seeing that he allthis was in a second. As the smokspoke e to her, "nothing. O, my good man, cleared, leaving an awful stillness, it passed out there wasfirst a great crash, and then a great on the air, like the soul of the furious woman stillness, and that stillness seems to befixed an d whose body lay lifeless on the ground. unchangeable, never to be broken any more thefirst fright and horror of her situation, as long as my life lasts !" MissPross passed the body as far from" I fit shase sh don'e t hear the roll of those dreadful could, and ran down the stairs to call for fruitless carts, now very nigh their journey's end," said 7 4 [November 19,1859.] ALL THE YEAR ROUND. [Conducted by Mr. Cruncher, glancing over his shoulder, "it's upon the tenderness of those about it craves, my opinion that indeed she never will hear any- not less than a woman, for the kind word and thing else in this world." the understanding look. Depressed by sickness, And indeed she never did. either a woman or a child, away from hom e in the hospital bed, needs, in fact, more than the fine skill and the rough kindness that are abundantly GOOD SAMARITANS. sufficient for a man. But a child's ailments and diseases often are WOMEN and children under five year s old form peculiar to itself. Diseases, also, which are several hundred thousand more than half the common to the child and the adult, take in the London population. Women and young children, child a peculiar course, require a special habi- all the world over, are more numerous than men. tude of observation, and an extreme vigilance Wherever they may be, or whatever they may There might most reasonably be a body of phy- do, they are in man's opinion a peculiar people. sicians wholly devoted to the treatment of Among the clumsiest male stammerers of diseases in children. There must reasonably be ignorance, the women move, knowing more hospitals devoted specially to such a purpose than, their lords, talking a dozen times as and the want of such an institution in London, much, but uttering far less of what is in before the foundation of the Hospital for Sick them. Children, in Great Ormond-street, was a large We laugh at the woman's tongue, and wonder hole in our manners as a nation. We are not so when a woman keeps a secret; but every true civilised as we suppose ourselves to be if, woman keeps a box of choice reserves for her instead of understanding that we ought to own private indulgence. The man's mysteries are maintain in London five such hospitals, we not hers; if he cannot keep them to himself should allow even this one to languish half sup- let him expect them to be blown abroad. Her ported. own secrets of love, of loss, of self-denial, of Women have also their peculiar diseases, but unsuspected suffering, no woman exposes alto- for a woman's hospital the demand is not, as for gether, even to her nearest friend. There never a child's hospital, absolute and urgent. Little lived a husband happy in the true love of his children, who should have their threescore years wife, who fairly knew all the depths of her before them, perish by millions because of our mind about him. Every man profits stupidly by the wise little perceptions that arise so quietly great want of understanding, and death sups and have no utterance except in deeds, of which especially upon the young. But women sicken we vaguely ascribe the fitness to aspecia l faculty as men sicken; their obvious peculiarities of called woman's tact. Women, in short, keep to constitution require study—special heed to them themselves four-fifths of the secrets of society, produces larger understanding of their treat- and do it with a winning air of frankness all ment—but whatever may be done, according to their own. A man with a secret will be stony the present average, a woman lives a little longer or portentous, or provokingly suggestive; he than a man. will keep his mouth shut ostentatiously. A A dozen years ago, the founders of the Sama- woman is too absolutely secret to set up a public ritan Free Hospital for Women and Young sign over whatever may lie buried in her mind. Children observed that of seventy-five public in- She gossips, prattles, pours out what she does stitutions for supplying medical relief to the sick not care to hold, with such an air of unreserved poor, only two very small establishments-confined simplicity that all mankind is mystified, and themselves to the treatment of the weaker sex says, in friendly jest, "A woman only hides what and age. Of women and children under five she don't know." years old, there were then in London a million and a hundred and fifty thousand; the whole Among the uneducated poor, this difference remaining population was only eight hundred between the woman and the man is most con- thousand. Women and children had, however, spicuous. The innate powers of her sex place equal admission with the men to all the charities. her at once upon an eminence which man can There was, and there is, no hospital or dispen- only reach by education. She must needs often sary for men alone. For children, equal rights be tied to one in whom there is not the grain of like this did not supply the full measure of understanding requisite to the formation of true sympathy. By far the greater number of the scientific care; for women, as far as concerned wives of unskilled labourers and mechanics live science, they were not inadequate. Increase has more or lesshappily , and more or less consciouindees d been made to medical and surgical know- of the hidden life within. them, having such a ledge by the physicians and surgeon at this very seal upon their minds and hearts. Hospital for Women of which we now speak. Nevertheless, hospitals for women have mainly to Let them fall sick and the truth of this is rest their claim to support, on the fact that evident. The sick woman becomes nervously a sick woman requires something more sensitive. Though she may be surrounded with than food and medicine. Particular regard all that a man's wit and wealth and love can fur- should be had to the ease and solace of her nish, she will generally crave for more and more as- surance that her heart's desire for sympathy is mind. satisfied. The child living on love, dependent In a great, general hospital, the natural secre- under Heaven, for all things from day to day tiveness of a woman is increased; She is thrust back upon herself. Although lodged in a ward