Hence, you see, there were two marriages that morning. Doome parted with the pipe a good deal,--for Daniel loved the sea as heartily as he had loved Bertha and grew to love Doome, who assured him many times that she was a far better wife for him than Bertha would have made. Whereupon Daniel would kiss her,--so you can draw your own conclusion as to his motive. For my part, I say first love is only heart-love,--and you see the heart is not so wise as the head. By the time the long war was over,--with Waterloo for the last act, --Ernest had made not a little money; so he and Bertha--now a grand lady--came to Rügen. Ernest learned German, perfectly, from his own children and Doome's, and turned his sword into a ploughshare. As for Daniel,--he gave up the sea and took a wine-shop. Those four people are now still alive; and if Bertha and Daniel did not marry, their children have,--though it was rather lowering to those grand young ladies and gentlemen, Bertha's children. Those four, when they meet and clapper their friendly old tongues, can hardly believe that once upon a time they were all at sixes and sevens,--and that Ernest himself was once in that very place a Prisoner of War. THE "WASHING OF THE FEET," ON HOLY THURSDAY, IN ST. PETER'S. Once more the temple-gates lie open wide: Onward, once more, Advance the Faithful, mounting like a tide That climbs the shore. What seek they? Blank the altars stand today, As tombstones bare: Christ of his raiment was despoiled; and they His livery wear. Today the puissant and the proud have heard The "mandate new":[1] That which He did, their Master and their Lord, They also do. Today the mitred foreheads, and the crowned, In meekness bend: New tasks today the sceptred hands have found; The poor they tend. Today those feet which tread in lowliest ways, Yet follow Christ, Are by the secular lords of power and praise Both washed and kissed. Hail, ordinance sage of hoar antiquity, Which She retains, That Church who teaches man how meek should be The head that reigns! [Footnote 1: _Mandatum Novum_:--hence the name of "Maundy Thursday."] * * * * * PHYSICAL COURAGE. The Romans had a military machine, called a _balista_, a sort of vast crossbow, which discharged huge stones. It is said, that, when the first one was exhibited, an athlete exclaimed, "Farewell henceforth to all courage!" Montaigne relates, that the old knights, in his youth, were accustomed to deplore the introduction of fencing-schools, from a similar apprehension. Pacific King James predicted, but with rejoicing, the same result from iron armor. "It was an excellent thing," he said,--"one could get no harm in it, nor do any." And, similarly, there exists an opinion now, that the combined powers of gunpowder and peace are banishing physical courage, and the need of it, from the world.