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Title: Scribner's magazine
Year: 1887 (1880s)
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Publisher: New York : C. Scribner's Sons
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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u back to be the joy of my old age.Here you shall grow strong and youngagain—here, here, on this hearthstone.For this house of mine is youi house,and all that I have in it is yours. Thus Cyriac, whose streaming eyesattested his gratitude better than thebroken words to which Sebald wouldnot listen, took his place in the quiethousehold. As the months went on heregained some measiu-e of his strength,but he did not completely fulfil hisbrothers hope by growing young again.On the contrary, the deep lines of hisface and its shaipened features madehim seem to all who knew them boththe older of the two. His former vivac-ity had disappeared forever ; that potentcharm of earlier days was now replacedby strange, brooding fits ; and when oneof these overcame him, he would retireto a certain window of his apartmentthat looked beyond the city along thecanal leading through the lowlands toOstend. There, lost in thought, hewould sit alone for hours. Then Se-bald, learning that this habit was not to
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As tie read on he shook his head, frowned, sighed, andfrowned again.—Page 179. be shaken off, would sa^-, He is think-ing of the sea ! and leave him to him-VoL. XVI.—20 4. self, until, the melancholy liaving runits course, their daily com2:)anioi)sljipwas quietly resumed. But it was not only of the sea,strong as his fondness for its wildways still remained, that Cyriac atsuch times was thinking. The wordhe had applied to himself on the nightof his return haunted his mind con-tinually, notwithstanding Sebalds in-dignant protest. Absolute in its sin-cerity as this protest must have been,he was, in his own imagination atleast, a burden ; a dependant, as thedaily round of his existence constantlydemonstrated, upon his brothers boun-ty. Day by day the obhgation grewand deepened, until the sense of it be-came almost intolerable. The humanbrain cannot prey upon itself withoutsuffering from its own ravages ; so af-flicted, its views and comparisons areall discolored and distorted ; it loo

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