good conduct—­(To the Vicar’s D. “Is that correct?” The V.’s D. “Quite, quite correct!")—­good conduct, the villagers are celebrating the—­er—­auspicious event by general rejoicings.  How true it is that if we are only good, we may, young as we are, count upon gaining the affection and esteem of all around us! (A Youthful Rustic, with a tendency to heckle. “Ef ’ee plaze, Zur, which on ’em be Valentoine?”) Valentine, we may be very sure, would not be absent on such an occasion, although, owing to the crowd, we cannot distinguish him.  But, wherever he is, however he may be occupied, he little thinks that, before long, he will have to encounter the terrible Orson, the Wild Man of the Woods!  Ah, dear children, we all have our Wild Man of the Woods to fight.  With some of us it is—­(He improves the occasion.) Our next picture represents—­(To Assistant.) Sure this comes next?  Oh, they’re all numbered, are they?  Very well—­represents a forest—­er—­the home of Orson.  If we were permitted to peep behind one of those trunks, we should doubtless see Orson himself, crouching in readiness to spring upon the unsuspecting Valentine.  So, often when we—­&c., &c.  The next scene we shall show you represents the—­er—­burning of Valentine’s ship.  Valentine has gone on a voyage, with the object of—­er—­finding Orson.  If the boat in the picture was only larger, we could no doubt identify Valentine, sitting there undismayed, calmly confident that, notwithstanding this—­er—­unfortunate interruption, he will be guided, sooner or later, to his—­er—­goal.  Yes, dear children, if we only have patience, if we only have faith, &c., &c.  Here we see—­(an enormous Bison is suddenly depicted on the screen) eh? oh, yes—­here we have a specimen of—­er—­Orson’s pursuits.  He chases the bison.  Some of you may not know what a bison is.  It is a kind of hairy cow, and—­(He describes the habits of these creatures as fully as he is able. The Youthful Rustic.  “Theer baint nawone a-erntin’ of ’un, Zur.”) What?  Oh, but there is.  Orson is pursuing him, only—­er—­the bison, being a very fleet animal, has outrun his pursuer for the moment.  Sometimes we flatter ourselves that we have outrun our pursuer—­but, depend upon it, &c., &c.  But now let us see what Valentine is about—­(Discovering, not without surprise, that the next picture is a Scene in the Arctic Regions.) Well, you see, he has succeeded in reaching the coast, and here he is—­in a sledge drawn by a reindeer, with nothing to guide him but the Aurora Borealis, hastening towards the spot where he has been told he will find Orson.  He doesn’t despair, doesn’t lose heart—­he is sure that, if he only keeps on, if he—­er—­only continues, only perseveres—­(Aside. What drivel I am talking! To Assistant.  I say, are there many more of this sort? because we don’t seem to be getting on!)—­Well, now we come to—­(a Moonlight Scene, with