He was a gentleman, I’d have you know.”

“Excuse the liberty I take,”

Modestus said, with archness on his brow,

“Pray, why did not your father make

A gentleman of you?”

Selleck Osborn.

THE PHILOSOPHER’S SCALES

A MONK, when his rites sacerdotal were o’er,

In the depth of his cell with its stone-covered floor,