THE DISOWNED. CHAPTER I. Virtue is like precious odors, most fragrant when they are inensed or crushed; for prosperity doth best discover vice, but dversity doth best discover virtue. BACON. IT is somewhat remarkable, that while Talbot was bequeathing to Clarence as the most valuable of legacies, the loctrines of a philosophy he had acquired, perhaps too late to practise, Glendower was carrying those very doctrines, o far as his limited sphere would allow, into the rule and exercise of his life. Since the death of the bookseller, which we have before recorded, Glendower had been left utterly without resource. The others to whom he applied were indisposed to avail themselves of an unknown ability. The trade of bookmaking was not then as it is now, and if it had been, it would not have suggested itself to the high-spirited and unworldly student. Some publishers offered, it is true, a reward tempting enough for an immoral tale; others spoke of the value of an attack upon the Americans; one suggested an ode to the minister, and another hinted that a pension might possibly be granted to one who would prove extortion not tyranny. But these insinuations fell upon a dull ear, and the tribe of Barabbas were astonished to find that an author could imagine interest and principle not synonymous. Struggling with want, which hourly grew more imperious and urgent; wasting his heart on studies which brought fever to his pulse, and disappointment to his ambition; gnawed to the very soul by the mortifications which his poverty gave to his pride; and watching with tearless eyes, but a maddening brain, the slender form of his wife, now waxing weaker and fainter, as the canker of disease fastened upon the core of her young but blighted life, there was yet a high, though, alas! not constant consolation within him, |