CHAPTER XL.  Wise in his daily work was he:    To fruits of diligence,And not to faiths or polity,    He plied his utmost sense.These perfect in their little parts,    Whose work is all their prize—Without them how could laws, or arts,    Or towered cities rise? In watching effects, if only of an electric battery, it is often necessary to change our place and examine a particular mixture or group at some distance from the point where the movement we are interested in was set up. The group I am moving towards is at Caleb Garth’s breakfast-table in