| And such, methinks, e'en Nature shows |
| The fate of Beauty's power— |
| Admired in parlour, grotto, groves, |
| But faded, O how sour! |
| Worth,—unlike beauty—fadeless, pure, |
| A blessing and most blest, |
| Beyond the shadows will endure, |
| And give the lone heart rest. |
For the Transcript.
Though Mrs. Glover's classes grew larger, and Richard Kennedy's practice steadily increased, frequent disagreements occurred between him and his teacher. He found that the Quimby method was, like every other method of treating disease, limited in its scope, and urged Mrs. Glover to modify her sweeping statements concerning its possibilities—which greatly angered her. His common-sense rebelled when Mrs. Glover told her students that she could hold her finger in the flame of a candle without feeling pain, and her grim ambition rather repelled him. Although he was almost filial in his dutifulness, her tyranny in trivial matters tried even his genial temper. About a year after they opened their office, Miss Magoun married John M. Dame of Lynn, and gave up her school, leaving the Moral Scientists to sublet from another tenant.
On Thanksgiving night of that year (1871) Mrs. Glover and Kennedy went to Mrs. Dame's new home to play cards. At the card-table Kennedy and Mrs. Glover played against each other, Kennedy and his partner playing, apparently, the better game. Mrs. Glover, who could not endure to be beaten in anything, lost her temper and declared that Richard had cheated. The young man was chagrined at being thus
