Truth is beheld by the intellect which is appeased by the most satisfying relations of the intelligible; beauty is beheld by the imagination which is appeased by the most satisfying relations of the sensible. Our population has augmented in an astonishing degree and extended in every direction. Stephen went on: --Pity is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatsoever is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with the human sufferer. "He seems to like us young and pretty!" "Oh, he DID," Mrs.