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Bad news travels fast but good news wings its way quite as speedily. Life teaches the human heart to accept the one bravely and to laugh happily with the other, for after all life is just a ringing note that sounds through and above the eternal weaving of God's shuttle—at times clear, reaching to the highest stars; at other times a minor wail of pain. But the weaving goes on, drab threads mingling with the brighter ones; and so the heart learns to withstand, and better still to hope. It may be, when the shuttle runs slower and the fabric is all but woven, if the weaver is brave and strong he is able to decipher the riddle of it all. "If you would experience happiness, find it in the happiness of others.","Come," he says, gently.,CHAPTER IX.—THE VAUDEVILLE SHOW.,"And what did you do?" asked Jen, much interested in this strange history.,“Well, you can sit and listen to music all day, and eat plums at the same time.”,"Not at present," said Jen, after a moment's thought. "But, later on, I shall, in order to clear the memory of David.","I for one should not need to meet Lord Nelson and hear him speak of your son to fully agree in what you say, Sir William," said Lucy.,The calm way in which the boys announced their feat forced Whiskers to believe what at first glance seemed to be a preposterous yarn.,"Well," said Arkel, making his invariable beginning, "when the body was placed in the carriage and the door closed, the woman went away.","What do you see? The French Flotilla?" cried Miss Acton in a voice tremulous with agitation. She darted her eyes through her glasses over the sea.,"Mona, it has all been too much for you," exclaims he, with deep concern.,Captain Acton, the surgeon, and Mr Fellowes went into the cabin, leaving the Admiral and his son to themselves..