Chapter 38 CONCLUSION.

"Touch us gently, gentle Time!

We've not proud nor soaring wings,

Our ambition, our content,

Lies in simple things;

Humble voyagers are we

O'er life's dim unsounded sea;

Touch us gently, gentle Time!"

Barry Cornwall.

Not many days after John Barton's funeral was over, all was arranged respecting Jem's appointment at Toronto;