A STUDY OF CHARACTER. 2O$ 



a remark, and that, so far as Calvin was con 

 cerned, there was no purchase in money. 



As I look back upon it, Calvin s life seems to 

 me a fortunate one, for it was natural and un 

 forced. He ate when he was hungry, slept when 

 he was sleepy, and enjoyed existence to the very 

 tips of his toes and the end of his expressive and 

 slow-moving tail. He delighted to roam about 

 the garden, and stroll among the trees, and to 

 lie on the green grass and luxuriate in all the 

 sweet influences of summer. You could never 

 accuse him of idleness, and yet he knew the 

 secret of repose. The poet who wrote so pret 

 tily of him that his little life was rounded with 

 a sleep, understated his felicity ; it was rounded 

 with a good many. His conscience never seemed 

 to interfere with his slumbers. In fact, he had 

 good habits and a contented mind. I can see 

 him now walk in at the study door, sit down by 

 my chair, bring his tail artistically about his feet, 



