Chapter 44 No.44

The city's golden spire it was,

When hope and health were strongest;

But now it is the churchyard grass,

We look upon the longest.-E. B. BROWNING.

A disinclination for exertion or going into public hung upon Dr. May, but he was obliged to rouse himself to attend the Town Council meeting, which was held a few days after the vicar's funer