And thus the story ends; being like all stories, no history of life, but only of a bit out of life,--the most amiable bit, the section of existence which the world has accepted as its conventional type of life, leaving all the profounder glooms and the higher lights apart. As in heaven there can be no story-telling of the present, for happiness has no story,--there, perhaps, for the first time, the mouth of the minstrel may be opened to say or sing what is untellable by the frankest voice on earth. But till then we must be content to break off after the fairy chapter of life’s beginning, the history of Youth. THE END. LONDON: Printed by STRANGEWAYS & WALDEN, Castle St. Leicester Sq. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Three Brothers; vol. 3/3, by Mrs. Margaret Oliphant