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"I drove that fast motor-boat at full speed into Darrow's boom on my way down river this evening; I've had a ducking and only for Darrow's raftsman you'd be closing down the mill to-morrow out of respect to my memory. Bert Darrow says their raftsman used to work for us; he's a new man with them and Bert says you know who he is." "I think I know the man," Mr. Daney replied thoughtfully.

This is another side of the co-ordination of Criticism and Belief, of Liberty and Duty, which attained in Mr. Mill himself a completeness that other men, less favoured in education and with less active power of self-control, are not likely to reach, but to reach it ought to be one of the prime objects of their mental discipline.

"I'll talk to you, my dear. But I'm not much good at houses. Give me something I understand." "The mill, I suppose! Or the war!" "Do I really talk of the war?" "When you talk at all. What in the world do you think about, Clay, when you sit with your eyes on nothing? It's a vicious habit." "Oh, ships and sails and sealing wax and cabbages and kings," he said, lightly.

"But I hope you'll arrange not to run over the estimate. It is being pretty expensive as it is. But after all, success doesn't mean anything, unless we are going to get something out of it." They were closer together that evening than they had been for months. And at last he fell to talking about the mill.

There is a fear that is reasonable that is born of an intelligent comprehension of the danger that menaces, and there is a fear that is born of ignorance of inability to understand the nature of the danger. These children of the Flats had nothing in their little lives by which they might know the owner of the Mill, or visualize the world in which the man for whom their father worked lived.

Bradley, as if answering what was passing in his mind, said mischievously, "I'm not sure, exactly, what my position is, my dear, and I'm afraid I've declined the hotel on business principles. But, by the way, Mainwaring, I found a letter at the mill this morning from Mr. Richardson. He is about to pay us the distinguished honor of visiting The Lookout, solely on your account, my dear fellow."

He yielded, however, and promised that the repairs should be made. Then they went down to the mill, which was going at that time.

"There is no man, to my thinking, so false," continued Robinson, "as he who in trade professes to be true. He deceives, or endeavours to do so. I do not. No one will believe that we have fifteen hundred dozen of Balbriggan." "Nobody will," said Mr. Brown. "But yet that statement will have its effect. It will produce custom, and bring grist to our mill without any dishonesty on our part.

In the channel through which a running stream is directed upon a mill wheel the same turning of a valve that shuts the water out of one course throws it into another, that had previously been dry; thus the Jews by rejecting the counsel of God shut themselves out, and at the same moment opened a way whereby mercy might flow to us who were afar off.

There are two things for which all mills must be prepared the wear and tear of Time on the machinery the wear and tear of Death on the frail things who yearly work out their lives before it. In the fight for life between the machine and the human labor, in the race of life for that which men call success, who cares for the life of one little mill hand? And what is one tot of them from another?