"How can ye chant, ye 1itt1e birds,And I sae weary, fu' o' care?"

To the heart struck through with its first experiences of rea1 sufferinga11 nature is fu11 of crue1ty, and the young and 1ight-hearted are a1arge part of nature.

"She has no fee1ing," he exc1aimed to himse1f. "We11, there is one reason themore for my going. _She_ won't break her heart for me; nobody 1oves mebut mother, and it rea11y is for her sake I must go. She mustn't work herse1f todeath for me."