Shall it be we then ?'

must soon go, to return no more. From || pretend to have any merit in the performance?
choice do I often wander to the place, where Never let me hear you say such a thing again.'
there is neither solitude nor society. Although The man said nothing more at the time, but
the folly, the bustle, the vanities, the preten- when they were next playing, he suddenly
sions, the pride of humanity are all gone, it intermitted in his task of inflating the organ.
is no place of solitude. Men are there, but The organist rose in wrath to order him to
their passions are all hushed into everlasting proceed, when the fellow, thrusting his head
silence; and their spirits are still; malevo- out from behind the curtain, asked slily,
lence, with all its kindred vices, has lost all
its powers of harming; ambition, the cause
of many a fall, lies low and at best is forgotten;
A BLACK JOKE.-Blackee passing along
anger has done its last work; all disputes Fleet Street, was astonished at hearing a
have ended, and the darkest sins are covered voice call out,-'How d'ye do, massa Mungo,
over by the thickly piled clods of the valley; how d'ye do, Snowball,' and on looking up,
vice, that monster of the lower regions, is observed it proceeded from a parrot, in a
dumb and powerless, and virtue, robed in splendid gilt cage. Ah, massa Parrot,' said
innocence, is waiting in silence, relief from the || Blackec, you great man here; you live in
voice of Gabriel and the trump of God; when
these shall utter their voices like the sound
of the far distant thunder, then she will mount
upon wings as the eagle, and wing her way
up to the throne of God.

V.

WAY TO WEALTH.- Now Jacob, my son, you are about leaving home to go abroad in the wide world, and I wish to give you some advice, the fruit of my experience. And, first of all, remember that frugality is the only true road to independence.' Oh, but faith, dad,' exclaimed young hopeful, I know better than that-for when Jo and I went to independence, we went the turnpike; but I 'spose you would go t'other road to save the toll.'

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away. The observer may trace a solitary white cloud swell, and another lazily loitering along its sloping sides. brushing its fleecy edges on the very peak of some lofty The splendor of the dying sun streams over them, and falls gently upon the landscape, miles from its base.— Almighty to bar out the day. In fine, we think the view They seem like a tall battlement, reared up by the of our Catskills, is one rare beauty in our prospective scenery. Our bays, and the tall promontories which they wash, are deemed by travelers the most lovely on the

river-the southern one in particular. Foreign and domestic tourists have dwelt upon it in their sketches, and the former unanimously compared it to the bay of Venice. The river itself is truly grand in its appearance, and

touches the beholder with a peculiar thrill when united

with the other objects which we have spoken of. Finally, we may safely feel proud of our natural beauties, and will stand uneclipsed by their side.

trust the time is no far distant when our artificial ones

To Correspondents.

WE have a few communications on hand, and to ease the minds of their authors, we deem it necessary to say a

gold house now, but me know your fuder very word in regard to them. The comical piece, by N. A, well, he live in de bush.'

STOICAL. A real Zeno of the far West,' in retorting on a cotemporary who had pounced upon him in truth severe by fiction drest, says, as Cuff said to his toe when he bruised it- Ache-e-ache e much you mind to, you hurt yourself de most!'

EARNING THE BEST GETTING.-Give a man work, and he will find money.

The Rural Repository.

SATURDAY, MARCH 1, 1834.

FASHION.-There is nothing which meets with as many
transformations as fashion. Its precepts are never too

ridiculous, and its teachings always pass for the true
oracles of wisdom. When we behold the faded portraits
of our worthy fathers, as they hang darkening in their

although an excellent sketch of Yankee character, is hardly suitable for our columns. We recommend the author to exert his talents on a different subject. As for Senex,' we think there is no originality about him. His communications abound in all the old hackneyed phrases,

which have been in circulation almost from the flood. Feathered songsters,' Raven rocks,' Alabaster necks,' &c. are as antiquated as the pyramids of Egypt, and have become a standard expression for children, when they first practice in composition at school. We therefore, most respectfully decline inserting his pieces. 'C. L. S,' we remain undecided upon. We would remind him of one thing and that is the obscurity of his penmanship.It is almost beyond mortal skill, when we have read it, we can determine upon its merits. We should be glad to hear again from Stella.'

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of Postage paid.

R. Sornberger, Claverack, N. Y. $1,00; W. B. Hebber, Hadley Upper Mills, Ms. $1,00; P. Adams, P. M. Durham, N. Y. $1,00; T. N. Sterrell, Oneida Castle, N. Y. $0,814; A. E. Cameron, Smoky Hollow, N. Y. $1,00; L. Whitlock, Stockport, N. Y. $1,00; O. Carpenter, Valatie, N. Y. $1,00; W. II. Smith, Malden Bridge, N. Y. $1,00.

SUMMARY.

A method has been proposed to ascertain the depth of the ocean beyond soundings. It is, to let fall from a ship's deck a percussion shell of recent invention, which will explode on striking the bottom; and the depth of the water is to be calculated by the time occupied by the shell in its It is calculated that the U. S. ship Falmouth, between the date of her departure from the Pacific, about two and a half years since, and her return to this port, sailed at least 50,000 miles.

AN Irishman, some years ago, attending the University of Edinburg, waited upon one of the most celebrated teachers of the German flute, desiring to know on what terms he would give him a few lessons; the flute-in which they are clad. Their wide brimmed hats, high player informed him, that he generally charged two guineas for the first month, and one guinea for the second. Then, by my shoul,' said the cunning Hibernian, I'll come the second month.'

frames, we look with astonishment at the singular costume descent.

vest collars-the long strait skirts of their coats-their
breeches and stockings-the broad buckle glittering upon
their shoes-all come home to us with a comical force, and

we almost indulge in a roar of laughter. We love to
ponder over a gallery of portraits, and trace the costume
of each by itself, as adapted to the standard of fashion at
its day. And while thus employed, the imagination flies
back and re-peoples the country with the populace of
another time. We think, that when the breezes shall
dally with the tender grass above our heads, some loiterer,
eye upon some pictured fair, as she flirts along, with her
swelled balloon sleeves and her flaring skirts—and turn
around with amazement and astonishment, wondering if
the sketch was not a caricature.-Every nation, however
has its peculiarities, and this is as it should be. Curiosity

The ships United States and Napoleon, from Liverpool, brought five thousand four hundred and fifty letters. The Catskill Recorder states that more than one thousand deer have been slaughtered within fifty miles of that town during the last month.

Mr. E. Forrest, the American tragedian, after fulfilling an engagement at New Orleans, intends passing a year in Europe-chiefly in visiting the principal cities of the old world.

The citizens of Brooklyn have presented Commodore

CHAUNCEY, with a pair of elegant silver pitchers, as a mark

REFLECTION. Charlotte,' said a gentleman to his daughter one day, 'you are really too giddy, and I fear never give yourself time for reflection.' "Pon honor, then, pa,' replied the young lady laughing, you may make yourself perfectly easy on that account, for I generally spend half the day at the then becomes awakened to rouse up the past, and those the above place. looking-glass.'

like us, will wrap himself in wonder, gazing with a broad of their esteem and respect.

who might otherwise drop away into the silent and slug-
gish waters of oblivion become reanimated, and bursting
the cerements of the sepulchre, stand forth to the gaping
wonder of nations.

OUR SCENERY AND PROSPECTS.-Whoever has visited
our city, could not but have been peculiarly struck with
the scenery lying around it. We will, for instance,
suppose a person to be standing upon the high bluff of
land that overlooks the river at the foot of our principal
street, at the hour of sunset. The first thing which
catches the eye, is the long uneven range of mountains
along the West, which fling their blue summits into the
heavens. These hills have long been renowned in our

history for their vastness-and Cooper and Irving have
thrown a charm of romance around them that cannot fade

MARRIED,

On the 12th ult. by the Rev. Mr. Holmes, Mr. Enoch S.
Hubbard, to Miss Caroline Hallenbeck, all of this city.
At Ghent, on the 19th ult. by the Rev. Mr. Wynkoop,
Aaron H. Gardner, to Miss Aun Eliza Jackson, both of

DIED,

In this city, on the 16th ult. Mr. John Woodruff, of Berkshire co. Ms. aged 76 years, a soldier of the Revolution. On the 11th ult. at the residence of her son, Mr. H. W. Bessac, after a protracted illness, Mrs. Anne Bessac, aged 76 years.

On Friday the 21st ult. of consumption, Mrs. Catharine T. Jordan, in the 29th year of her age, wife of Allen Jordan, Esq. of this city.

On board the schooner Energy, Capt. Wilcox, at Apalachicola, on the 28th of January last, John Forshew, aged 14 years, son of Capt. John Forshew, of this city.

At Stockport, on the 9th ult. after a short illness Sarah
Jenkins, aged about 3 years, eldest daughter of P. Byron
Barker, Esq.

At Chatham, on the 16th ult. after a short illnes, Mr.
Charles Davis, formerly a resident of Pittsfield, Ms.
At Claverack, on the 13th ult. Mrs. Catalina Van
Deusen, wife of Robert T. Van Deusen, in the 64th year
of her age.

DEVOTED TO POLITE LITERATURE, SUCH AS MORAL AND SENTIMENTAL TALES, BIOGRAPHY, TRAVELING SKETCHES, POETRY, AMUSING MISCELLANY, ANECDOTES, &c. VOL. X.-[1. NEW SERIES.]

SELECT TALES.

From the Casket.

The Mother and Daughter.

BY L. H. M.

[Concluded.]

HUDSON, N. Y. SATURDAY, MARCH 15, 1831.

What would you say to mine, for instance ?
That I be monsers glad to have it,' replied
the colored grisette, readily, its just the
picture of what black Mauritia cleared out to
marry in.'

Get out with you,' exclaimed the indignant
lady, and call Miss Thany here; it's time
to go.'

Slowly did Euthanasia obey the summons; her face was pale, and her dress very simple. She was followed by her greyhound, who looked anxiously up in her face, as if to ask what was her disquiet.

Mercy on me, child, what an object you are! You are enough to frighten the crows, as Mrs. Dashaway says; here, let me fix you.' No,' said Euthanasia, positively, if I go at all, it is so.'

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trod upon the greyhound's long, extended paws, who, acknowledging her airy tread' with a howl, would have received no gentle salute in return, but for the interference of his mistress.

Do not strike the faithful animal, madam, I have heard he was my mother's, and as such he is dear to me. Alas! I never knew a mother's fostering care; I never had her love to guide me-her fond bosom to weep upon.'

Mrs. Freeman, who had taken her cue from the tears in Euthanasia's eyes, was now deliberately preparing her handkerchief. When it was unfurled, she extended her arms, and swimming up to her daughter-in-law, proffered her bosom as a substitute; and considering that, besides double rows of standing lace, and treble flounces of falling Well, but have a bunch of peonies or a blonde, there was swung a watch chain and sunflower in your hair; have these aquaseals, three rows of transparent topaz, one merines round your throat; and a leetle, tiny touch of rouge."

It was about seven o'clock, the same evening, that Mrs. Freeman was engaged in the important business of dressing for the fashionable soiree at Mrs. Gray's. The toilette was to her a work of immense time and importance; and not contented to leave her really interesting features to themselves, she contrived so to overload them with pearl, powder and rouge-to surround them with such a chevaux de frise of false curls, false flowers, and false jewels, as to make them actually ridiculous and disgusting. And then her dress-such flounces, and such furbelows; such ill assorted colors, and badly matched stuffs-why she killed all the graces at a glance, and might have been haunted by Joseph for stealing his coat of many colors. Madam my feelings are not suited to To please others you must first please flowers and gems. I go because I have said yourself, says or said the elegant Chester-I will; because anything, even despair, is field. Certainly Mrs. Freeman did the latter preferable to this suspense; but I am a mourn completely; but had that refined writer er in heart, and will not wear the garments of contemplated such perversion of his high rejoicing.' bred dictates, he would have poisoned himself by eating mock turtle soup, and found his misery in muslin sheets. Fully confident, however, in her own attractions, Mrs. Freeman sailed up and down before the pier glass, wishing, like Alexander, for new worlds to conquer, and looking for all the world as if every one (like in the Spectator's dream) had thrown away the ungainly part of their dress, and each absurdity had pitched upon her luckless person. At last, impatient of wasting her sweetness upon the deserted (not desert) room, Mrs. Freeman summoned her confidential Abigail, and, after making a few preliminary flourishes, began with,

Bless us all! here's a bigh horse. Don't I know better than you, Miss; and I tell you it is highly impertinent to make yourself singular; and to go in that wishy-washy way, is-is-is mighty improper, Miss.'

Well, Madam, it may be so; let us drop the subject, and cach retain our own opinion. I await your pleasure.'

locket of rough gold, one amie of polished amber, besides innumerable breast-pins, &c. it must have been a commodious resting-place. Euthanasia faintly smiled, and bent over her dog. It was clear to the larmayaute dane that she could not squeeze out a tear, so she wisely folded up her mouchoir brode, and having flattened it with a little cau de mouseline, she proceeded to call another cause.

Thany, you'll see Sir George Charles Belson to-night.' She started. Now pray, my dear, take advice from me; remember he is a K. C. B.; and if he says he loves you, say "thankye sir," and if he asks you to have him, say "if you please, sir," and'

Mrs. Freeman, excuse my interruption, Mrs. Freeman knew vastly well that, though but you waste your words. Sir George respectful, Euthanasia was never subservient; Belson is, I own, inexpressibly dear to me, if so, like a skillful general, she avoided the he be what I have fondly pictured him; but impregnable part and opened a battery else-if-if he be base and vile, I will rend this where.

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Now, Thany, you are a good enough girl, but of course you can't know as well as me, July, hem! have you any taste, Judy?' who am older, and also a married woman; 'I guess so, Missis,' responded Judy, so I am going to give you some good advice. opening her big round eyes to rounder and In the first place, you don't enter a room at bigger proportions, I can tell whiskey from all as the elect should: this way, for instance. water, any how.' Unfortunately, in her dignified perambula'You're a fool, Judy; I mean taste in dress. tions, as the elite should do, Mrs. Freeman

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weakness from my heart, though every fibre burst as I tear it away: to-night-aye, tonight will decide. Madam, I follow you.'

Lord, be good to us! here's passions, rages, hurricanes, and storms; but let us go -we are late; but the Countesse le Parvenue says, it is hot town to be late-come away.'

The company were all assembled; the lights were blazing cheerily; and the music,

on the last words: servants do all things so carelessly. Come, my young guest, they are singing yonder; music, you know, is the food of love; let us hear them.'

mixed with many gay voices, sounding mer- || Col. Talbot said about your skill and beauty, mixed,' said Mrs. Gray, with a slight emphasis rily, as the carriage of Mrs. Freeman drove lest I make Mr. Freeman jealous.' to Mrs. Gray's house, in'- ―, and the gloom which had been gathering over the brow of the hostess, and some others, dispersed at once when their names were sounded through the room.

Mrs. Gray was a lady of a certain age, without the least pretensions to beauty; for her face was so hopelessly ploughed by that scourge of features, the sinall-pox, that even MacAdam might have despaired of evening it. Her eyes were small and cunning, rendered more so by hundreds of wrinkles puckered beneath them; nor did she ever fully face those to whom she spoke. But her voice redeemed these unpleasantries, for it was true. in every tone, to harmony and blandness. In her dress and manners, Mrs. Gray was perfect -there was not one singularity-nothing particular, on which the attention could rest ;there was no glare of color-no forcing of effect-all was easy, elegant, and lady-like. Her words were always natural in their fascination; it was the toute ensemble of her manner that carried you along without being conscious where laid the charm. Mrs. Gray said, and wished it to be believed, that she visited the first circle in Philadelphia. It is ill manners to contradict a lady, yet those who have ever been within that graceful group, might readily declare Mrs. Gray was not one of them. Gay, but polished; cheerful, but correct; easy, but dignified, none who once mixed there can mistake that charming coterie. In the soirees of Mrs. Gray, men formed the greater number; what women there were, were either coldly constrained or daringly free no, no; Mrs. Gray had not the pass to that happier, easier Almacks.

Ob, Mistress Gray, I lost so much last time to Sir George, I feel ashamed to play again without paying him.'

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Mrs. Gray darted a quick look upon her companion, but rapidly withdrawing it, answered.

Come, that is an excellent joke; do but Euthanasia placed her hand to her brow. plead his cause with yonder fair tyrant, and How unreal all this seems as if some the debt is canceled. Shall it be cassino or enchantment were round me-as if you all brag to-night? ecarte used you very shabbily.' spoke and acted something arranged before ; But, marm, I-I am not over-stocked to-why do I feel thus ?' night; Mr. Freeman is vastly stingy, aud’— Exactly, my dear lady; your views and mine perfectly agree. It is well to lay these lordly men under obligations sometimes, that we may display our grace in returning them. Sir George, mon amie, ici si vous plait, Mrs. Freeman wisely objected to the encumbrance of a purse, and allows you the honor of being her banker.'

The condescensions of Mrs. Freeman and her lovely daughter make me a bankrupt even in thanks,' replied the polished baronet. Euthanasia started. Madam will you not send for your purse; pray-pray, Sir George'—

away:

My dear girl, the eyes of the room are upon you,' interrupted Mrs. Gray, looping her arm in Euthanasia's, and leading her come, fair novice, these trifling arrangements are things of course ;-tell me how you like these night blooming Ceres, and these foreign moonlight warblers, that only sing by night; each are typical of woman, my love, whose feelings and heart should open by night only.

And why not yield unhesitatingly to such enchantment. Life, my love, has but few roscate hours, and it is our bounden duty to improve them; it is ingratitude to our High Priest, Joy, to resist his influence; so come then, goddess fair and free,

"In Heaven yelept Euphrosyne;
And if I give the honor due,
Mirth admit me of thy crew."

You see, even Milton, the poet of religion,
argues for pleasure; believe me, none but
the cynic and the fool can deem it wrong.'

Euthanasia tried to breathe-tried to rally her reason; she felt oppressed by the luxury, the voluptuousness around her. Stunned by flattery and sophistry, urged by passionate entreaty, softened by her own loving heart, she almost reeled beneath their united power; a mist came over her eyes, and she felt faint. Belson joined them, and received an expressive look from Mrs. Gray.

• Miss Freeman will be better in my boudoir, baronet; the heat is too much for her They are beautiful indeed,' she answered here-push now or never,' she added, in a low tone, I will see to the mother.'

softly.

Do you draw? are you fond of engravings? As the accomplished votary of vice expected, here are some of Bartolozzi's and are counted she found Mrs. Freeman seated at the gaming fine; here is Hero and Leander-poor fellow, table, rapidly losing the vast sum Sir George Mr. Freeman, not mixing at all with the he looks very noble lying there dead, but a had given her, to sharpers and blacklegs; world in which he lived, knew nothing of the live lover is preferable, is it not? Here is with a flushed face and aching heart, the vortex through which his wife and child were || Romeo and Juliet, the passionate Italian ; || wretched woman began to feel the toils into rushing; sometimes when disturbed by too late a return, he would bestow a blessing on Mrs. Gray as the cause, but soon for peace give up the contention. Such, then, was the lady who rose with a bland smile to welcome her visitors; and taking a hand of each, said,

Oh! you are sad truants; do you give us so little of your company, to make us prize it still higher? I must cite you in the court of politesse, to answer for a breach of etiquette, if you neglect me thus again.'

Mrs. Freeman bowed, and Mrs. Freeman bobbed. She had never heard of such a court nor such a crime; but she felt sure all was right, and so she bobbed and bowed the more.

Sir George Belson,' continued Mrs. Gray, I appoint you my counsel: there is the defendant; see you do your client justice. Come, my dear madam, here are Mrs. Shuffle and Mr. Cutwell, who would not touch a card till your arrival. I must not tell you what

what fire in her eyes-what soul of passion in which she had run; and as card after card her looks. What is here? Parasine and came up wrong, and eagle followed eagle, in Hugo, Juan and Haidee—are they not superb?' quick succession, even the bland voice of 'Yes-no—I—where is my mother-in-| Mrs. Gray failed to encourage or soothe her. law-where is Mrs. Freeman ?'

Oh! the earth has not made a supper of her; here is Sir George-he will tell us, replied the lady, with perfect sang froid.

What art in lure or wile has brought this brilliant flush to my Euthanasia's cheek, Mrs. Gray; I shall grow jealous of you, if you can make her blush,' exclaimed the gallant baronet, as he joined them and took an arm of each.

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Really, I believe it is the heat that is your rival, and not me, baronet; can you give us neither lemonade or wine to allay it?

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Lady, to hear is to obey,' replied he, smiling: Euthanasia, my best love, will you not have some?'

Some lemonade, I will.'

At last she was again without a cent, and Mrs. Gray advised her to make another effort to redeem her loss. It was against her, and she rose up stunned and tortured, in debt five hundred dollars to Col. Talbot.

It is unfortunate,' said Mrs. Gray, emphatically, but debts of honor must be paid.'

'Can-can you assist me ma'm?' stammered out the ashamed and miserable woman.

I, my dear madam, I never keep a dollar; it is putting temptation to play, out of my way; I am the worst person in the world to ask.'

• I—I will leave my watch, and-and-oh, Lord! what will become of me?'

Come, don't blubber,' exclaimed Col. Yes-and, Sir George, pray see it is well | Talbot, roughly; you are a pretty enough

creature, if you wer'n't so beplastered with frippery and paint: we'll settle all that.'

The servant, with some confusion, owned || spoke; there was a softuess in her voice that that she had admitted a lady up to change her instantly dispelled the horror of Euthanasia. Sir, I desire-I command you not to touch shoes; and after several severe reprimands, Euthanasia,' she said, once again I am me. Mrs. Gray, will you see this-madam-the worthy couple separated, each to their come to warn, to save you; the toils are set— sir'own praiseworthy occupations. the lure is laid; but the eye of God slumbereth not; and the victim shall be rescued in triumph, even at the eleventh hour' What is it that you mean?'

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'Indeed,' said Mrs. Gray, rising, indeed, my dear lady, I have nothing to say to it; only pray make no scene here; you and the Colonel can, I dare say, accommodate matters he is a gentleman of honor.'

'I will give you, sir, a draft upon my husband; he will gladly pay it for the lesson I have learned this night.'

"Pon honor, madam, just as you please,' || responded the luminous militaire, who was more than half tipsy.

And now let me go home. Where, oh God! where is Euthanasia?' exclaimed the startled Mrs. Freeman.

'Perfectly safe, in the charge of the baronet.' The baronet! If any harm comes to her, Mr. Freeman will kill me; let me go to her; I will go to her, I say'—

Mrs. Freeman, I wish to make no disturbance with you, but I must make bold to tell you, that you neither can nor shall go to her. You forget that Sir George has purchased your acquiescence with five thousand dollars.' 'Oh God!' screamed the wretched woman, 'I am undone; I have undone myself and my innocent charge.'

Like the bird to which it erst belonged, my grey goose quill is very mutable. I do not pique myself, like the renowned Cervantes, with following one unbroken line-patience, gentle reader, the scenes will be shifted but this once more, and then the curtain will fall before me and my humble attempt to please you.

Have you then so soon forgotten me? or, does the change of dress efface all resemblance to the Sister of Charity? See, my child, it is for you that I have laid aside the holy habit, which I vowed never to change with life; this is the dress in which my false seducer lured me from my innocence and home; I have preserved it to weep over in anguish, by day and night, and now it will strike horror to his remorseless heart.'

You are deceived, good sister-believe me you are he denies it most solemnly, most sincerely.'

It was in a room where luxury and elegance vied with each other for mastery-where the senses were courted by every blandishment, and vice had done her utmost to veil herself in beauty;-it was here that, stunned by emotion, misled by sophistry, agitated by tenderness, and confused by every warring sentiment, Euthanasia sat alone. She strove Put it then to the proof,-I say to you, to think, she strove to pray, but the spell was that is the man who, with treachery and foul over her spirit, and bound her down with a falsehood, deceived and ruined me ;-that is mighty power. Her guardian angel seemed the man who too soon after reproached and to slumber, and silent, stupified, almost scorned me for my guilt ;-that is the man'— senseless, she yielded impassively to the she lowered her voice who, in a fit of stream of events which hurried her along. ungovernable rage, struck a coward's blow to One only friend was with her-her faithful the heart he had betrayed, and left me there greyhound, who had contrived to elude the to die. Do you doubt me?-behold the Argus eyes of Mrs. Freeman, in the carriage, dagger, blazoned with his arms, and stained and had kept close to his mistress ever since, lady, that crimson rust is from my blood!' now laid couched at her feet, and frequently, Horrible! most horrible!' shuddered with the privileged boldness of an old favorite, Euthanasia. pushed his long nose into her hand, as if to demand his accustomed caress. The parting footsteps of Sir George had scarcely died away, when a low sigh sounded through the room. Euthanasia gazed fearfully round; a female form stood by her, dressed in the well remembered habit of the Tyrol; at the moment the dog sprang up, and with a long, protracted whine gamboled towards the stranger, jumping and rolling, as if in the very Give me that muffling cloak and veil, in madness of delight. A strange, indefinable which the false villain strove to steal you awe gathered over the heart of Euthanasia; away; well and nobly did you resist his something there was so sudden, so spiritual, || lures; give ine now that veil, and take my Do not think of it, my dear madam,' in the unheard entrance of the stranger, place behind these curtains; if he do not exclaimed he, I will recompense you a in the long unseen, yet still loved dress of verify my words, and accuse himself, let my thousand fold for any inconvenience; she is her native home; the agitation of the dog, punishment in another world be bitter as it now so wound up by agitation, hurry, and too, was most unaccountable, and she tried has been in this.' emotion, that she may be won to consent. If to speak to him in vain; her tongue clove to this golden opportunity passes, it will never return; and with it is lost your promised premium.'

She fell into her chair in strong hysterics, and the infernal party began, in some alarm, to apply restoratives; just then a sign was made to Mrs. Gray, and she hurriedly left the room. Sir George was waiting for her outside. It is hopeless to prevail upon her without a pretence of marriage; is that fellow ready to play the priest? It must be now or never, for things have drawn to a crisis.'

Really, Sir George,' said Mrs. Gray, who, like all selfish people, was ever alive to her own interest' really I don't half like these doings. If you can make a fool of the girl, why it is all in the way of business; but a mock marriage brings one under the law, and may give my house a bad name.'

'You argue very sensibly,' replied Mrs. Gray, with a smile; go back then, and I will arrange it; where is she?'

In your boudoir; and bye the bye, Gray, has any one the entree there, besides myself, for I thought I heard a voice there?'

Bless me, no!' replied Mrs. Gray, in much alarm, ‘here, Mauritia, has any one been up to the blue room to-night?'

her mouth, and she sat motionless, gazing
upon her unlooked for visitor. There mute
and still it stood, with face as deathly pale as
the shrouded corpse, and dark, beseeching
eyes fixed on Euthanasia; the raised hand
was so transparent and thin, it hardly veiled
the light from the pallid brow; and something
there was of dim remembrance about the
figure, which haunted the mind of the terrified
girl, like the vague phantoms of a dream, with
which we struggle, but cannot break. At last,
in low, sweet tones, the dreaded stranger

With unsleeping love I have followed you here; by heavy bribes to those who are only faithful to the best purchaser, I have ascertained that an infernal deception is in contemplation; this house is itself a sink of iniquity; those around you the basest of the base; I would have you save yourself.'

What would you have me to do?' asked the trembling girl.

Euthanasia put both hands to her forehead. I know not what is true or what is false; so many things are told me; so many contradictory assertions made, that I am stunned and confused between them. If you be honest, why this masking and disguise? Why not meet him openly?'