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into action, but closely linked with the affections. In i' such as had made the happiness of my parents, and I intellect I was, perhaps, too independent-in feeling the again took possession of my old home, a cheerful and conmost fervent and clinging of human beings-a desire tented wite. We saw but little company, but my house. to be loved predominated over every other wish of my hold duties, my music, painting, and needlework gave mind; and yet my best friend counselled me to yield up me constant and cheerful occupation, and two years of all, and to content myself with cold, hollow grandeur. almost thorough contentment passed by without bringing I strove to obey him, but I looked, forward with no a wish beyond my own home. hope.
“ The third year after my marriage, another coffin was " It was deep ir the morning—my uncle's coronated placed in the family vault beside my parents; that of chariot was drawn up before my quiet home. The sun Lord Viscount Gordon. My cousin, Georgiana, scarceflashed brightly over the richly studded harnesses of ly outlived the period of her mourning; and at the age four superb horses which tossed their heads and pawed of twenty-one I, who had never dreamed of worldly ago the earth impatient for the road. A footman, in splen- · grandizement, suddenly found myself a peeress in my did livery, lounged upon the door steps, and the super-| own right and possessor of one of the finest estates in cilious coachman stood beside his horses, dangling his England. At first I was almost bewildered by the silken reins, and now and then casting an expectant '' suddenness of my exaltation ; then, as if this burst of look into the hall door. It was natural that he should sunshine was only necessary to ripen the dormant ambie be impatient, for they had been kept waiting more than tion of my heart, a change came over my whole being. an hour. I thought that I had nerved myself to depart; A new and brilliant career was opened to me; visions but when I descended from my chamber, and saw that of power, and greatness, and excitement floated through gorgeous carriage with its silken cushions and gilded my imagination. The pleasant contentment of my life panels, ready to convey me to the old hospitality of one was broken up for ever. Varnham took no share in who was to me almost a stranger, my heart died within my restless delight-his nature was quiet and contemme, and turning into the little room in which I had spent plative---his taste refined and essentially domestic. What that night of sorrow, by my mother's corpse, I Aung happiness could he look for in the brilliant destiny myself on the sofa, and burying my face in the pillows, prepared for us? From that time there was a shadow sobbed aloud in the wretchedness of a heart about to be : as of evil forboding in his eye, and his manner became sundered from all it had ever loved. Varnham was restrained and regretful. Perhaps with his better known standing over me, pale and agitated. He strove to ledge of the world, he trembled for me in that vortex of comfort me-was prodigal in words of soothing and en
artificial life into which I was eager to plunge myself. dearment, and at length of passionate supplication. I lle made no opposition to my hasty plansınay, admitwas led to the carriage his affianced wife.
led the necessity of a change in our mode of living; but “My year of mourning was indeed one of sorrow and that sad expression never for a moment left his eyes. loneliness of heart; I was a stranger in the home of iny
He seemed rather a vicum than a pariaker in my proancestors, and I looked forward to the period of my mised greatness. From that time our pursuits took difier marriage with an impatience which would have satisfied
rent directions. I had thoughts and feelings with which the most exacting love. It was a cheap mode of oblig. he had no symputhy. When an estrangement of the ing his orphan niece, and Lord Gordon consented to
mind commences, that of the heart soon follows—in a retain the curate who officiated in my father's pulpit, !degree at least. and offered me the parsonage-house as a residence. Had! Again that splendid carriage stood before my home, he lavished his whole fortune on me, I should not have ready to convey us to the pillared halls of my inheribeen more grateful! My capacities for enjoyment were
There were few, and those few transient rechilled by the cold formal dullness of his dwelling. I grets, in my heart when, with a haughty consciousness panted for the dear, holy solitude of my old haunts, as of power and station, I sunk to the cushioned seat, and the prisoned bird for his sweet home in the green leaves. swept proudly around that stone church and away from We were married before the altar over which my father the sweet leafy bower in which I had known so much of had presided, and were I had received the sacrament of happiness. baptism. The register which had recorded my birth, • There was nothing of awkwardness or constraint bore witness to my union with Varnham, the only true in my feelings when I entered the domain which was friend my solitary destiny had left to me. The love' henceforth to own me its mistress. My pride, not my which I felt for him was of a tranquil and trustful nature; vanity, was gratified by the manifestations of respect & commingling of gratitude and affection. I did not which met us at every step, often passing its broad question if my heart were capable of a deeper, more boundaries, If it did not feel all the stern responsi. passionate and fervant attachment-if it might not con- bilities which fate had heaped upon me with the princes centrate its whole being on one object, for my own naturely fortune I was about to possess myself of, there was was a sealed book to me then-I had not learned that it nothing of levity mingled with the stronger sensations could be made a sludy, and that I might tremble in the of my heart. The predominating feeling was a deep reading.
and almost masculine consciousness of power, a sense “Our united fortunes were sufficient for our wants, and of personal dominion. Whilst in the possession of Varnham relinquished all thoughts of a profession. We another, I had viewed the appendages of greatness, the determined 10 live a quiet life of seclusion and study, pomp and state affected by the aristocrat, with careless,
if not contemptuous indifference. I had reverence for “The first night spent beneath the roof of my inberithem only when connected with high intellect or pure tance, was one of restlessness and inquietude. My virtue; but when I found myself possessed of these brain was thronged with shifting and brilliant visions, hitherto despised attributes—when I saw them centered and I lay with sleepless eyes and aching temples, exaround my own person, and found that there was do-tended on my silken bed, exhausted and weary with minion in them-how proudly my heart exulted beneath pleasurable excitement. I shall never forget the deits burden of external greatness! There is a secret love light with which I balf rose in the morning and looked of power in every heart. In mine that love had become about my sumptuous apartment, while Varnham was a passion, from the day such abundant means had been quietly sleeping, unmoved by the change which had opened for its gratification.
made me almost forgetful of him. The sun was stealing The house in which I had spent my years of mourn-, through the rose-colored curtains of the richest silk, ing, though belonging to the Gordon property, was loca-,' which fell heavily over the windows, and shed a melted in a distant county, and I had never seen Ashton ' low and blooming light through the room. Crimson till a quick turn in the road brought us in full view of " drapery, lined with the same soft rose-tint, looped and it. With a sudden impulse of admiration I checked fringed with gold, fell from the canopy above my couch, the carriage. Before me was the seat of my ancestors, and swept the Persian carpet which spread away in a and around on either hand, as far as the eye could reach, succession of brilliant and yet subdued colors over the were my domains. The village lay in the undulating dis- foor. The foot sunk deep into its silken and moss-like tance, amid fields of waving grain and rich pasture- texture when it was trod upon, and it seemed bursting lands that swelled greenly up to the horizon. The into bloom beneath me, so naturally did the gorgeous groves of heavy timber through which we passed, the flowers glow up in the tinted light. Two exquisite venerable residence of my forefathers, which had never, cabinet pictures hung before me, and my recumbent for an hour, been out of the direct line of my race—all form was reflected back by a tall mirror as I half leanlay within my gaze, and all were mine-mine! How i ed out of bed, that I might comprehend in one view all proudly the consciousness of possession throbbed at my the luxurious arrangement of my chamber. There was heart!
a charm flung over every thing; for all was enjoyed for “An ancient and imposing pile was the house of my the first time, and all was mine. My own beauty never ancestors! In its construction, the architecture of two before seemed so rich as it was revealed to me in that distinct ages was blended, without in any way destroy- broad mirror, and after I had become satisfied with ing the harmony and grandeur of the whole. The lofty dwelling on the splendor which surrounded me, I turned and turreted building which formed the central front, with newly-aroused vanity to gaze upon myself-upon towered upward in dusky and gothic magnificence. The; the long and beautiful hair which, in my restlessness, had impress of by-gone centuries was graven upon it, like fur- broken loose over my shoulders-upon-but my husband rows on the brow of an aged man. The wings which awoke and I sunk to my pillow, blushing and ashamed of spread out on either side behind the tall old trees, that my overweening selfishness; for in all that I had looked flung a cheerful drapery around them, were of more upon, he was forgotten. I had in my heart given him recent creation by three centuries, yet they were built no share, and when he arose and kissed my cheek and of the same dark, ponderous stone, and the heavy and 'spoke in his old familiar voice, it seemed as if a strange massive strength was in excellent keeping with the spirit had Aung coldness upon my aspiring wishes. original building. The breeze which swept by us was All of the rich and beautiful had been lavished by heavy with fragrance, and the glow of an extensive my predecessors in the adornment of Ashton. Paintflower-garden broke up from the shadow of the building, ings of priceless worth lined its galleries, and sculptured and could be seen at intervals through the intervening | marble started up at every turn to charm me with the shrubbery, even from the distance at which we halted. pure and classic loveliness of statuary. Tables of rare A lawn of the richest sward fell with a long, gradual mosaic work-ancient tapestry and curiosities, gathered slope from the mansion, till it was lost in the deep leafy from all quarters of the globe, were collected there-my shadow of a park, which was almost a forest in extent taste for the arts—my love of the beautiful made it and denseness of foliage. Some of the finest old oaks almost a paradise, and it was long before I wearied of in the kingdom grew thick and untrimmed within it, the almost regal magnificence which surrounded me, but overshadowing a hundred winding paths, and intersected after a time these things became familiar; excitement by a bright stream, which wound capriciously through gradually wore away, and my now restless spirit panted the knotted roots, now flashing across a vista, and again for change-for a deep draught from the sparkling leaping off in a foaming cascade-sending out a clear cup, which I had found so pleasant in the tasting. As bell-like music from the green depths, and then starting the season advanced, I proposed going up to London ; away again, scarcely breaking the hush of the wood in Varnham consented, but reluctantly; I saw that he did its soft and pleasant progress. Our road lay through so, but the time had passed when his wishes predomithe outskirts of the park, and the half-tamed deer leaped nated over mine. I had become selfish and unyieldy in through the trees and gazed on us as we passed by, with my aggrandizement. I wished him to fling aside the their dark intelligent eyes, and then bounded away i dignified and unostentatious contentment of a heart through the firm old oaks, as if they, too, would hold which found sufficient resources for happiness in its own some share in the general rejoicing. I shall never forget exceeding purity and cultivation, and to tread hand in che strong and thrilling delight of that hour.
hand with me the dazzling path through which I had
begun to lead so proudly. But it was not in his nature ; son broke up, I had invited a party to Ashton, and thera was too much of calmness and quiet-too little of Varnham persuaded me to spend the month which would aspiring energy in his disposition to assimilate with intervene before its arrival, at the parsonage. I was mine. In short, he was too good-had too much of weary with the rush and bustle of my town life, and wilreal loftiness of mind to sacrifice his intellectual ease to lingly consented to his plan. Our house was: shut
up, the idols which I was so ready to bow before. He was the servants went down to Ashton, and Varnham, one not ambitious, but he was essentially a proud man. Heli friend and myself, settled quietly in our former verdant sought not, and cared not for station and renown, but he home. The leafy repose of that still and beautiful valguarded well the dignity of his own upright heart—the ley had something heavenly in it, after the turinoil of treasure of his firm self-esteem. I was not then capa London. Old associations came up to soften the heart, ble of appreciating the rare combinations of a character and I was happier than I had been since coming in poslike his, and took that for weakness, which was, in truth, '' session of my inheritance. the highest degree of moral and mental strength. There “ The friend whom Varnham invited to share the was a disparity in our condition which must have pained quiet of the parsonage with us, had made himself conhim inly, though he gave no outward demonstrations of spicuous as a young man of great talent in the lower it. He was not master of his own dwelling. It was house; yet I knew less of him than of almost any dishis wife's house which he inhabited, not his own. In tinguished person in society. We had met often for all things a secondary object, his position was a false weeks, but a few passing words and cold compliments one, and there could be no happiness in it. But I was alone marked our intercourse. There was something young then-young and full of bright, vague projects, of reserve and stiffness in his manner, by no means flatand did not dream that, in my thoughtless pride, I was tering to my self-love, and I was rather prejudiced pulling down the pillars of my own safety. That in against him than otherwise, from his extreme popularithus planting myself in front of my husband, before the ty. There was ever something in my nature which world, I was degrading him in its estimation, and from refused to glide tamely down the current of other peohis station in my own heart.
ple's opinions, and the sudden rise of young Murray with “I am certain that Varnham doubted iny strength to his political party, the adulation lavished upon him by resist the temptations of a season in town. He need the lion-loving women of fashion, only served to excite not; there was nothing in the heartless supercilious my contempt for them, and to make me withhold from people of fashion whom I met, to captivate a heart like him the high opinion justly earned by talents of no ordimine. I was young, beautiful and new, and soon became 'nary character. When he took his seat in our travelthe fashion,—the envy of women, and the worshipped ling carriage, it was with his usual cold and almost idol of men. I was not, for a moment, deluded by the uncourteous manner: but by degees all restraint wore homage lavished upon me. I received the worship, off, his conversational powers became animated, and I but in my heart despised the worshippers. No! I found myself listening with a degree of admiration selpassed through the whirl and brilliant bustle of a London dom aroused in my bosom, to his careless and off-hand season unscathed in heart and mind. My conquest over eloquence. Varnham seemed pleased that my former the circle of fashion had been too easily obtained. There ) unreasonable prejudices were yielding to the charm of was nothing to gratify a higher feeling than vanity in it, | his friend's genius—and our ride was one of the pleaand from the impulses of vanity, alone, I was in no li santest of my then pleasant life. danger. One advantage was gained to Varnham which " It was not till after we had been at the parsonage was little to be expected. I had ever cherished a beau, several days, that the speech which had so suddenly ideal in my mind, which he failed to reach. Until my lifted our guest into notice, came under my observation. residence in London, I had never had an opportunity to I was astonished at its depth and soundness. There contrast him with the great mass of men. But when
was a brilliancy, and now and then flashes of rich, strong this opportunity was given me, how infinitely did he rise poetry, mingled with the argument, a vivid, quick eloabove the throng of lordly exquisites, the literary pre- guence in the style, that stirred my heart like a welltenders and cold-blooded politicians, who surrounded executed piece of martial music. By degrees the great me with their homage. I felt that I had never truly wealth of Murray's intellect-the manly strength and estimated the calm dignity of his mind before. It was tenderness of his nature were unfolded to me. A love very strange, but even then I did not love him as I felt of intellectual greatness, a worship of mind, had ever myself capable of loving. The deep, sisterly affection been a leading trait in my character, and in that man I which I had ever felt for him—the esteem and even found more than mind. There was feeling-deep and tenderness with which I had met him on the first day of honorable feeling. I believed it then, and I believe it our union, returned wholly to my heart, but that was not
now, though I stand here before you a branded and harlove, at least, not the love of a soul like mine.
dened woman, a being flung out from the sympathies of “ The living which my father had occupied, belonged her race, and all through the instrumentality of that to the Gordon property, and was now in my gift, but I man! He loved me-yes, spite of all, he loved me retained the curate, that the house which I had so loved and I him; not madly, no! but devotedly—with a lovo might be at my command, and though I had never visited that would have changed my whole being to gentleness, it, it was a pleasure to know that the haunts of my had I been free. Deep, resolute and fervent was the early love were still kept sacred to me. When the sea- love I felt for bim-partaking of every passion of my
soul—lasting as the soul itself. My heart has been his book again; for a while allowing his voice to revel crushed, broken, trampled upon—but the love of that in the sweet, rich melody of the language, and then man is there yet!
hurrying on with a stern and abrupt emphasis, as one " Yet we were both proud and strong to endure. No i who strives, by rapidity of utterance, to conquer painful word of explanation passed between us. We meditated thoughts. My heart sunk within me as I witnessed no wrong-but-"
this strange mood, and with a quick transition of feeling A deep crimson spread up to Catharine Montour's 'I at first began to wonder that any but happy thoughts face, and then her brow, and cheek, and lips grew white could occupy him when I was by his side, and then to with a withering sense of shame; her head drooped conjecture what those thoughts could be, till a terrible slowly forward, and her voice was smothered in her suspicion awoke in my bosom—a suspicion that he did locked hands.
not love me with his whole heart as I loved him. The It would have made a sublime picture, that rude hut scorpions, which my own act had engendered, were beand those two persons thrown so strangely together. ginning to quicken in the warm atmosphere of my heart. She cowering to her seat, broken down with a sense of “I was not conscious of it, but tears gathered in my her humiliation; and he, that calm, good Missionary, eyes while they were yet steadfastly fixed on Murray's, shaking like some condemned criminal, with his hand and when he looked up, the expression of my face must pressed to his eyes, and the face beneath paler even have told him something of what was passing in my than the being he commiserated. Yes, it was a strong mind. He threw down his book, and by gentle acts picture of human passion and human grief.
rather than explanatory words, strove to win me again
to cheerfulness. He was half-lying on the sofa, with " Alas! that man should ever win
my hand locked in his, murmuring over soft fragments So sweet a shrine to shame and sin
of the poem he had been reading, apparently abandoned As woman's heart, and deeper woe For her fond weakness, not to know
to the happiness of the moment, when there was a rustThat yielding all but breaks the chain
ling among the shrubbery beneath the window, and That never re-unites again."
quick footsteps smote along the gravel walk leading to Catharine Montour aroused herself from the load the balcony. Every footfall jarred upon my ear like of degradation which had weighed down her proud the vibrations of a bell. The sudden recoil of my heart, spirit, while her confession of guilt was yet to be made, and then its deep, heavy throbbings were almost audiand resumed her story with less of startling energy than ble as I listened. I felt the blood ebbing away from my had hitherto characterised her manner.
face, and a faintness was upon me. Murray started, and “Varnham had been absent more than a week, mak- grasped my hand with a violence that pained me. It ing preparation for our reception at Ashton. We were is strange how suddenly the weakest heart will gather alone, Murray and myself, in the little boudoir which I up its energies, when flung back upon itself. “Do not have mentioned so often. He was sitting on the sofa to fear me,' I said with forced calmness, and drawing my which my husband had so tenderly lifted me on the night hand from his grasp, I deliberately opened the sashbefore my mothers's funeral, reading one of my favorite door, and went out to meet my husband. He was Italian poets. I sat at his feet, listening to the deep, already upon the balcony, and sprang forward to greet rich melody of his voice, watching the alternate fire and me with more eager affection than I had ever witnessed shadow that played within the depths of his large eyes, in him before. For one moment I was drawn to his the clear, bold expression of his forehead, and the bosom unresistingly, for I was faint with agitation. He smiling curve of his lips, which seemed imbued with must have felt me tremble, but evidently imputed the the soft poetry that dropped in melody from them. I emotion to joy at his sudden return, and with his arm was lost in the first wildering dream which follows, with about my waist, he drew me into the room. Oh, how its delicious quietude, the entire outpouring of the affec- thoroughly I loathed the hypocrisy which my sin had tions, when thought itself arises but as a sweet exhala- imposed on the future! Murray had nerved himself for tion from the one grand passion which pervades the the interview, and stood up, pale and collected, to rewhole being; when even a sense of shame and guilt but ceive his late friend. When he saw my position, a faint haunts the heart as the bee slumbers within the urn of flush shot over his forehead, but his forced composure a flower, rendered inert and stingless by the wealth of was in nothing else disturbed. I put away my huse honey which surrounds it.
band's arm and sunk to a seat, overwhelmed with a “ Murray had been bred in society, and could not so painful consciousness of the moral degradation I had readily fling off the consciousness of our position. A heaped upon my spirit. shadow, darker than the words of his author warranted, Murray went up to London the next day, and a few now and then settled on his brow as he read, and more 'brief words of farewell were all that could be granted to than once he raised his eyes from the page in the middle me. I went away by myself and wept bitterly. In my of a sentence, and fixed them with a serious and almost secret thoughts, I reproached him that he could leave melancholy earnestness on my face; then, as I would me to the bitter task of concealment and dissimulation, interrupt his thoughts with some of the pleasant words without his support, burthened as he knew my heart which love sends up from the full heart, as naturally as must be with anxieties and feelings which I might song gushes from the bosom of a nightingale, he would reveal only to himself. From no other human being press my hand to his lips, and without speaking, resume could I claim sympathy or council, and yet he left me,
I felt the necessity of his absence, but was deeply pained' had chastened my expectations, and instead of looking by it. Deceit was a hard burthen to impose on a heart forward with hope, my spirit gradually gathered up its singularly frank and confiding in its nature. I felt that strength to meet its destined fate whenever it might I had sacrificed the birthright of a free spirit for ever.
Love is almost intuitive in its perceptions. One suspicion haunted me continually—a doubt of Mur- | Long before I had any proof, I felt that Murray was ray's love. Often did I ask myself if he were happy, changed. He strove to deceive me, strove to deceive if even then he did not, in his secret heart, regret the himself, but the very means which he took to delude sacrifice I had made to him, the voluntary bondage away the reason of both, but served to fasten the truth which he had imposed on himself. There was misery i upon my heart. I had made his nature a study, and in the thought; but oh, many, many were the painful, when I saw him day by day becoming more respectful, apprehensions which haunted my imagination. For two more gentle and compassionate in his manner toward days I was tormented by shadowy evils. My mornings me, I knew that there would soon be no hope. It was were full of inquietude, and my sleep was not rest. Then not in his nature to turn rudely and crush the being came his first letter, so considerate and gentle, so full of who had loved him so fatally; but what mattered it manly solicitude for my peace of mind. Happiness how the steel was tempered, so long as the blade was sprung back to my heart like a glad infant to its mother's struck home? The blow fell at length; Murray was bosom. The earth seemed burs:ing into blossom around about to be married. He did not allow me to be tor
Again I flung away thought, and surrendered my tured by public rumor, but came and told me with his spirit to its first sweet dream of contentment.
own lips. I had been very sad all the morning, and Murray joined us at Ashton. Among the guests when I heard his familiar knock at the street door, and who spent Christmas with us, was a young lady of heard the footsteps to which my heart had never yet refined and pleasant manners, the orphan of a noble failed to quicken its pulsations, approaching my boufamily, whose entailed property had fallen to a distant I doir, a dark presentiment fell upon me, and I trembled heir on the death of her father, leaving her an almost as if a death-watch were sounding in my ears. But I penniless dependant on a wealthy aunt, who seemed had learned to conceal my feelings, and sat quietly in anxious to get rid of her trust with as little expense as my cushioned chair, occupied with a piece of fine needlepossible. My sympathy was excited in the young lady's work, when he entered. He was deeply agitated, and behalf, for her coarse relative supplied her but sparingly his hand shook violently when I arose to receive him. with the means of supporting her station in society, and Mine was steady. I was not about to heap misery on in her vulgar eagerness to have the poor girl settled and the heart that had clung to me. He tried to break the off her hands, was continually compromising her deli- subject gently to me, and by reasoning and expressions cacy and wounding her pride. Louisa was reserved," of respect, to reconcile me to the step he wished to take. and somewhat cold in her disposition, but my feelings with a calmness which startled even myself, I inquired had been enlisted in her behalf, and I contrived by the name of my rival. It was Louisa Jameson, the every little stratagem in my power, to supply her want creature whom I had cherished even as a sister. No of wealth, and to shield her from the match-making matter, I had nerved myself to bear all. If my heart schemes of her aunt. Being much in my society, she trembled, no emotion stirred my face. He had not yet was thrown into constant companionship with Murray. proposed, but he knew that she loved him, and her He did not at first seem much interested in her, for she position with her aunt pained him. Still he would not was retiring and not really beautiful, but by degrees the propose unless I consented. He had come to throw gentle sweetness of her character won its way to his himself on my generosity. I did consent. Measuredly heart, and he seemed pleased with her society, but and coldly the words were spoken, but they did not there was nothing in the intimacy to alarm me. I was satisfy him. He would have me feel willing-his haprather gratified than otherwise that he should be inte- piness should not be secured at the expense of mine-if rested in my protegé. When we again took up our from my whole heart I could not resign him. No residence in town, I occasionally acted as chaperon to advantage should be taken of a freedom rendered only Miss Jameson, but as my hopes centered more trustfully from the lips. There was bitterness in my heart that around one object, my taste for general society diminished kept up its strength, for his words seemed like mockery. and I surrounded myself with a small circle of distin- He had Aung me to the dust, and asked me to smile, guished individuals, and mingled but little in the dissi- while his foot was grinding me there. I tried to dispations of the world, where her aunt was continually semble, for why sheuld I show him the ruin he was forcing her to exhibit herself. I was still interested in making ? would it take back the words he had spoken? her, but the repulsive coarseness of her relative pre- would he love me again? Could I love him? Never, vented a thorough renewal of the intimacy which had as I had done! There was nothing of hate or dislikeexisted while she was my guest.
not one wish for vengeance in my heart; but I would “A year passed by, in which had been crowded a have been torn to atoms by wild horses, rather than whole life of mingled happiness and misery. My love have been to him what I had been, even for a moment. for Murray was in no way diminished, but its character Yet I could have died for him; nay, did I not suffer a had changed. The first sweet hope of happiness which keener pang than death, even then; and did I not came with the early outpouring of my heart had departed sternly force it back that he might not be made unhappy for ever. A settled foreboding of separation and evil by the knowledge? Oh, how stone-like and calm I was