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CHAPTER XXII.
A BLOW AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
"But work grew scarce, while bread grew dear,
And wages lessened, too;
For Irish hordes were bidders here,
Our half-paid work to do,"



“Oh, my Margaret—my Margaret! no one can tell what you are to me! Dead—cold as you lie there, you are the only woman I ever loved! Oh, Margaret—Margaret!"

INSANE

CHAPTER XIX.
ANGEL VISITS.
"As angels in some brighter dreams
Call to the soul when man doth sleep,
So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes,
And into glory peep."

Why Bessy talks of death so much lately?…

CHAPTER XVII.
WHAT IS A STRIKE?
"There are briars besetting every path,
Which call for patient care;
There is a cross in every lot,
And an earnest need for prayer."

Anon.

It's a very Christian forward chapter

CHAPTER XVI.
THE SHADOW OF DEATH.
"Trust in that veiled hand, which, leads
None by the path that he would go;
And always be for change prepared,
For the world's law is ebb and flow."

That was dark

CHAPTER XV.
MASTERS AND MEN.
"Thought fights with thought; out springs a spark of truth
From the collision of the sword and shield."

The end of the chapter was rather flirtatious

XIV
The Meeting

I was used
To sleep at nights as sweetly as a child⁠—
Now if the wind blew rough, it made me start,
And think of my poor boy tossing about
Upon the roaring seas. And then I seemed
To feel that it was hard to take him from me
For such a little fault.

Southey

God, that one was even more depressing. The next one my ereader shows 13 pages - it's gonna be insane

CHAPTER XIII.
A SOFT BREEZE IN A SULTRY PLACE.

That one is depressing

CHAPTER XII.
MORNING CALLS.
"Well—I suppose we must."

Oh yes,his family is insufferable

CHAPTER XI.
FIRST IMPRESSIONS.
"There's iron, they say, in all our blood,
And a grain or two perhaps is good;
But his, he makes me harshly feel,
Has got a little too much of steel."

They’re so blandly indifferent to each other,at least she is. Also,she was very sweet to this much lower rank young woman,bless her.

CHAPTER X.
WROUGHT IRON AND GOLD.
"We are the trees whom shaking fastens more."

The spark between them was bright and short - lived. But it's just the beginning.