ment; and who would grudge the pain about his brows, when it reminded him he was wearing an imperial crown?
"Sooner or later the process must be undergone by all. With some it goes on through a lifetime; others get the worst of it over in a few years. One man may have done with it altogether before his strength of mind or body has failed with declining age—
'Dum nova canities—dum prima et recta senectus.'
"His neighbour may have one foot in the grave before the grain has been thoroughly purged and sifted, and refined to its purest quality, but through the mill he must pass. It is just as much a necessity of humanity as hunger or thirst, or sorrow or decay. There is no escape. However long protracted, it is inexorable, unavoidable, and effectual, for
'Though the mills of God grind slowly,
Yet they grind exceeding small.'"
