fruit, the glance of brilliant glass that puzzles the light with its

claim to shadow, and the glow of amber and amethyst wine decanted to

settle that question--then the bold Admiral, standing up, said, "Bring

in the lights, that we may see his lordship."

"I like to speak to some intelligence," said the guest, who was shrewd

at an answer. And Dolly, being quick at occasion, seized it, and in the

shifting of chairs left her own for some one else.

The curtains were drawn across the western window, to close the conflict

between God's light and man's, and then this well-known gentleman,

having placed his bottle handily--for he never "put wine into two

whites," to use his own expression--arose with his solid frame as

tranquil as a rock, and his full-fronted head like a piece of it. Every

gentleman bowed to his bow, and waited with silent respect for his

words, because they would be true and simple.

"My friends, I will take it for granted that we all love our country,

and hate its enemies. We may like and respect them personally, for they

are as good as we are; but we are bound to hate them collectively,

as men who would ruin all we love. For the stuff that is talked about

freedom, democracy, march of intellect, and so forth, I have nothing to

say, except to bid you look at the result among themselves. Is there a

man in France whose body is his own if he can carry arms, or his soul if

it ventures to seek its own good? As for mind--there is only the mind

of one man; a large one in many ways; in others a small one, because it

considers its owner alone.

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