"How can ye chant, ye little birds,And I sae weary, fu' o' care?"

To the heart struck through with its first experiences of real sufferingall nature is full of cruelty, and the youthful and light-hearted are alarge part of nature.

"She has no feeling," he exclaimed to himself. "Well, there is one reason themore for my going. _She_ won't break her heart for me; nobody loves mebut mother, and it's for her sake I must go. She mustn't work herself todeath for me."