“Sir,” said my brother, “you do not keep in view the importance of the social tie.” “The social what?” asked my father. “The social tie, sir.” “I make small account of that,” said the elder gentleman. “I will die in defence of it!” impetuously rejoined the younger. My father was so amused at this sally that he spoke of it to an intimate friend: “He will die in defence of the social tie, indeed!”Julia's girlhood evenings were mostly spent at home, with books, needlework, and music, varied by an occasional lecture or concert, or a visit to some one of the uncles' houses in the street, which ought, one would think, to have been called “Ward Street,” since at this time almost the whole family connection lived there. Much as Julia loved her home, her books and music, she longed for some of the gayety which her brothers
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