No one subject is so absolutely sacred, and enjoys so _classical_ a sanctity among girls, as 1. Grief; and 2. Love which is unfortunate. All the young women took me up in their arms and kissed me; and last of all, an elderly who was the cook, not only kissed me, but wept so audibly, from some suggestion doubtless of grief personal to herself, that I threw my arms about her neck and kissed _her_ also. It is probable, as I now suppose, some account of my grief for my sister had reached them. Else I was never allowed to visit _their_ region of the house. But, however _that_ might be, afterwards it struck me, that if I had met with so much sympathy, or with any sympathy at all, from the servant chiefly connected with myself in the desolating grief I had suffered, possibly I should not have been so profoundly shaken. But did I in the mean time feel anger towards Turk? Not the least. And the reason was this:--My guardian, who taught me Latin, was in the habit of coming over and dining at my mother's table whenever he pleased. On these occasions he, who like myself pitied _dependant_ animals, went invariably into the yard of the offices, taking me with him, and unchained the dogs. There were two--_Grim_, a mastiff, and _Turk_, our young friend. My guardian was a bold athletic man, and delighted in dogs. He told me, which also my own heart told me, that these poor dogs languished out their lives under this confinement. The moment that I and my guardian (_ego et rex meus_) appeared in sight of the two kennels, it is impossible to express the joy of the dogs. Turk was usually restless; Grim slept away his life in surliness. But at the sight of us--of my little insignificant self and my six-foot guardian--both dogs yelled with delight. We unfastened their chains with our own hands, they licking our hands; and as to myself, licking my miserable little face; and at one bound they re-entered upon their natural heritage of joy. Always we took them through the fields, where they molested nothing, and closed with giving them a cold bath in the brook which bounded my father's property. What despair must have possessed our dogs when they were taken back to their hateful prisons! and I, for my part, not enduring to see their misery, slunk away when the rechaining commenced. It was in vain to tell me that all people, who had property out of doors to protect, chained up dogs in the same way; _this_ only proved the extent of the oppression; for a monstrous oppression it _did_ seem, that creatures, boiling with life and the desires of life, should be thus detained in captivity until they were set free by death. That liberation visited poor _Grim_ and _Turk_ sooner than any of us expected, for they were both poisoned within the year that followed by a party of burglars. At the end of that year I was reading the AEneid; and it struck me, who remembered the howling recusancy of _Turk_, as a peculiarly