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THE GREAT STONE FACE.
51
vain. Something had been originally left out, or had
departed. And therefore the marvellously gifted states-
man had always a weary gloom in the deep caverns of
his eyes, as of a child that has outgrown its playthings,
or a man of mighty faculties and little aims, whose life,
with all its high performances, was vague and empty,
because no high purpose had endowed it with reality.
Still, Ernest's neighbor was thrusting his elbow into
his side, and pressing him for an answer.
Confess ! confess ! Is not he the very picture of your
Old Man of the Mountain
" No! said Ernest, bluntly, "I see little or no like-
ness."
'Then SO much the worse for the Great Stone Face
answered his neighbor; and again he set up a shout for
Old Stony Phiz.
But Ernest turned away, melancholy, and almost
despondent: for this was the saddest of his disappoint-
ments, to behold a man who might have fulfilled the
prophecy, and had not willed to do SO. Meantime, the
cavalcade, the banners, the music, and the barouches
swept past him, with the vociferous crowd in the rear,
leaving the dust to settle down, and the Great Stone
Face to be revealed again, with the grandeur that it had
worn for untold centuries.
" Lo, here I am, Ernest!' the benign lips seemed to
say. "I have waited longer than thou, and am not yet
weary. Fear not; the man will come."
The years hurried onward, treading in their haste on
one another's heels. And now they began to bring white
hairs, and scatter them over the head of Ernest ; they
made reverend wrinkles across his forehead, and furrows
in his cheeks. He was an aged man. But not in vain
had he grown old more than the white hairs on his head
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