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'WE CO WHERE DEMOCRATIC PRINCIPLES POINT THE WAY; WHEN THEY CEASE TO LEAD, WK CEASE JO FOLLOW.
BY JOHN G. GIVEN.
EBENSBURG, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 28, 1850.
VOL. C ISO. 21.
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MISCELLANEOUS
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Tlic Brazilian Bride
IS TWO PARTS. PART II.
Time glided by unheeded; ihe London
season was near its close, when one morn
ing at breakfast, Mr. Mordaunt observed,
"Well Alonzo, lime gets on; we are now
in July, and before the end of October
you must be safely landed at Rio. We
must secure . your passage in the next
month's steamer.
All this was well known and fully ex
pected, yet did the intimation astouud Al
onzo. "So soon! can it be possible."
The same evening they weie en famille
at the Countess's; and whist and chess
tables were arranged 39 usual. "What
are you thinking about Don: Alonzo, to
make such a move as that?' inquired Viola;
"you are a little absent out of spirits this
evening."
"I ought not to be so," said Alonzo try
ing to rally, "for we have been busy all
day planning and arranging about our voy
age home"
"Indeed" said Viola. Alonzo thought
she sighed; certainly, she in her turn made
a falae move. Soon after a servant en
tered with a cass cf jewels belonging to
Viola; which had returned from being re
paired; while looking at them Alonzo ob
served, that she wa3 not a little envied by
the London belles for the splendor of her
jewels.
"How comes it," said she "that I never
see you wear any ornaments, not even a
ring? Our young Brazilian beau are nat
urally so fond of these decorations!"
1 assure you," said Mr. Mordaunt,
looking off his cards, "that Don Alonzo
has one of the most superb rings I ever
saw a single yellow diamond, of great
value."
Alonzo felt irritated, he scarcely knew
why, and replied in a bitter sarcastic tone,
quite unusual with him: "Yes I have a
vellow diamond indeed, that I never wish
a
to see or to show to any one else."
The words were scarcely out of his
mouth before he felt their impropriety.
"Draw your card my lady, if you please"
laid Mr. Mordaunt.
Check!" cried Alonzo, and with an
effort looked at Violi. She was leaning on
her hand; and her large, black and bril
liant eyes, with their long upturned lashes
were fixed on his. He started at the look
why or wherefore he could not imagine.
The eyes were withdrawn and the game
continued.
A few evenings after, he was leading
her from a dance to place her as usual, by
the side of the Countess; they had to trav
erse three or four crowded rooms before
they could reach the one where her lady
ship was seated at whist; they moved very
lowly and loiteringly along, seemingly in
no great hurry to arrive at their destina
tion. "Are you really going to leave us next
month, Don Alonzo?"
Really; and you, Donna Viola, what
becomes of you?"
"I go to Portugal."
"And there? said Alonzo in an inquir
ing tone.
"Oh, there we shall noi remain long;
our Brazilian property will require our
presence."
"Then we shall meet again," saidAlon-
xo eagerly.
"I hope so I dare say in a few months.
"Well, that is some com lort!" and he
seemed to respire more freely; then after
a pause "but I shall never again meet
"But Viola, Don Alonzo," she replied
firmly, "will meet you as she has always
met you; what she has been, she will con
tinue to be your sincere and affectionate
friend." .
"Thank you, Viola, thank you! but
pray do not speak another word to mejust
now." He placed her in her seat, and
without looking at her he turned away and
left the house. . .
r Mr.' Mordaunt had accepted the press
ing invitation of Alonzo to accompany him
to Brazil; their passage was taken, and
their preparations well forward. Alonzo
paid his farewell visits, and did all that was
necessary on the occasion with the most
perfect composure. - - - -
A passage was also taken for Viola and
her suite in the Lisbon packet, and the day
was fixed for her leaving town for Fal
mouth. The day following was decided on
by Alonzo for the same purpose, but this
he managed to conceal from her. :
The morning before her departure, he
called on the Countess. "You arc come
to take leave of Donna Viola," said her
ladyship. . . , '
"No, I am not; I am come to take leave
of you (or I also am. on the eve of quit
ting London) and io..lhank yon for all
your kind attention.-'
"But why not Viola?" said the Count
ess; "she will be so disappointed."
"It is better I should not."
"But what am I to say to her?" inquired
she. '
"Precisely what I have just said mat
it is better 1 should not."
The Countess returned no reply; and
with all good wishes on each side, they
parted.
The weather was beautiful, and Mr.
Mordaunt appeared to enjoy his journey
exceedingly; but Alonzo was absorbed in
though t, and it was only now and then,
when Mr. Mordaunt touched upon his ap
proaching meeting with his father, and his
old Rio friends, that Alonzo could be
roused for a moment. At the inns, too,
he occasionally heard something that at
tracted his silent attention, of the beauti
ful young foreigner who had passed the
day before.
They arrived at Falmouth in the morn
ing to breakfast. With a beating heart,
Alonzo inquired concerning the foreign
lady and the Lisbon packet; the lady had
gone on board the evening before, and the
Lisbon and Rio packets were to sail early
on the following morning.
After breakfast, the two gentlemen were
engaged superintending the embarkation
of their servants and baggage, and having
taken an early dinner went on board.
It was a lovely evening. Alonzo glan
ced at the merry arid busy town of Fal
mouth, the numerous vessels and the
broad Atlantic, which lay stretched out
before him; then his eye fixed as though
there were nothing else worth looking at,
on the small vessel that lay nearest tojhim.
He suddenly left his station, descended
into a boat, and was in a few minutes on
board.
In the outer cabin he met the duenna,
who looked vely much surprised at seeing
him; but, without speaking throw open ihe
door of the after-cabin he entered, and
the door closed behind him.
Viola lay on a couch, apparently ab
sorbed in reading; the noise startled her,
and she looked up; but nothing can express
the astonishment painted on iter counte
nance at the sight of Alonzo, who stood
fixed as a statue before: her. She sprang
from the couch, and evidently her first
feeling was to run towards him, but prob
ably the strangeness of his look and de
meanor arrested her; for she checked her
self and exclaimed "Don Alonzo!"
Viola!" said he seizing her both hands
and gently forcing her to return to the
seat she had left; "Viola!" (the word
seemed to choke him) "I cannot live
without you you are yet free have pity
on me!"
"Alonzo," she asked in a tremulous
voice, "are you free?".
"I am not irrevocably bound."
In a moment she seemed to recover her
self-possession, and replied. "Then I must
tell you that J am. You are laboring un
der a fatal erior; vou think I am but en
engaged am married. But stayP'she
exclaimed-alarmed at the effect of her com
munication 'stay! one moment! Alon
zo! I beseech you!"
It was in vain; he almost shook her off
rushed to his boat, and in a few minutes
was on board of his own vessel, he pushed
6y Mr. Mordaunt, and everybody and ev
erything that impeded his way to his cabin
where, locking the door, he threw himself
on his bed, in a state of mind not to be
described.
Mr. Mordaunt took possession of the
boat Alonzo had quitted, went on board
the Lisbon packet and had an interview
with Donna Viola.
At daybreak the following morning,
Alonzo wrapped in a cloak, and his hat
slouched over his brow, stood on the deck
watching, with gloomy composure, the
Lisbon packet getting under weigh, she
soon began to move a few minutes more
and she was dashing through the water
close beside him. Desperate thoughts for
an instant darkened his mind; a feeling of
revenge and despair beset him, and he felt
a strong temptation to plunge into the
wake of the flying vessel when one of
the latticed windows of the after-cabin was
suddenly thrown open; he saw a waving
handkerchief, and then the form of Viola
herself, her eyes streaming withtears, kis
sing both her hands and waving them to
him. He had just time to return the sal
utation; his dark purpose vanished, the
weakness of his mother came over him,
and he wept. "She loves me!" that
thought alone, single and abstracted brought
back the blood in a rush of transport to his
heart "she loves me! and nobly sets me
the example of a virtuous submision to
our fate!" .. .. .' ,
A friendly. hancL. at that moment was
laid on his; Mr. Mordaunt drew him to
his cabin. "Alonzo," he said, "I have
been sadly to blame- I ought to have fore
seen and guarded against all this. Donna
Viola,. whom I saw last evening bade me
give yon this note," putting one into his
hand.
Alonzo tore it open: "Alonzo, I con
jure you for the sake of your father for
my sake struggle against your fatal and
hopeless passion! We shall very soon
meet again let us meet in peace, in inno
cence, and friendship! Heaven bless you
and Heaven forgive us both, for we have
been much to blame!- Viola."
; Viola was very inexperienced, and Mr.'
Mordaunt knew very little about . love,
otherwise Alonzo had never received this
note, which only added fuel to the flame;
he kept it next his heart, and read it every
day during their passage. He questioned
Mr. Mordaunt closely concerning his in
terview with Viola the preceding evening,
aud especially inquired whether he could
give him any information concerning her
husband. "I am told," he said, "that he
is a man of high rank, very rich, old and
infirm, ilehas married the orphan daugh
ter of his friend merely as a safeguard to
her and her property - in these dangerous
times." At this intelligence, Alonzo's
heart bounded with secret joy; he became
comparatively tranquil, but he would not
analyze his feelings- he dared not.
A few weeks brougiit them to Rio. On
entering this supreb harbor Mr. Mordaunt
was struck with admiration at the magnifi
cent and beautiful scenery that surrounded
him; but to the heart of Alonzo it spoke
vet more feelingly; entwined as it was
with all his dear and early associations.
He could have kissed the black and barren
rock of the Sugar-loaf; it was passed, jand
threw open the graceful sweep of the Bay
of Botafogo, surrounded with its wooded
and lofty mountains; this too was passed,
and the harbor of Rio appeared. Great
political changes had taken place and the
Imperial flag waved upon every fort and
hill. The visiting boat approached and
by the side of the officer sat Alonzo's
x watchful and expecting father, who in a
few minutes more was locked in the arms
of his son. On their landing, friends
crowded round them; in the afternoon they
visited the good, kind Abbessand the eve
ning was employed in renewing Alonzo's
recollections of his vounsr female friends
most of Wjhoni had now become wives and
mothers; and those whom he had known
as children had started up into young wo
men, a process remarkably rapid in that
country. He was pleased to observe the
vast improvement that, even during the
short period of his absence, had taken
place at Rio, as far as concerned the com
forts and refinements of domestic life. On
the following morning he was presented
at court; in short, for two or three days,
he had not leisure even to look melan
choly. "
But one morning after breakfast, (a time
universally agreed upon for making disa
greeable communications,) his father in
formed him that, in about a month, Donna
Isabella might be expected, with her father
and aunt. "I have taken a temporary
residence for you, which I think you will
like, at Botafogo, (1 say temporary, for
you will soon be offered, what you most
desire, a diplomatic mission to Europe;)
and the furnishing and arranging this resi
dence has been my hobby for the last six
months. If you and Mr. Mordaunt have
no objection, we will ride to see it this af
ternoon." "If you please, sir," was the
only reply; and, accordingly, at the ap
pointed time they set out. The house and
situation were both delightful; the furni
ture tasteful and costly. The apartment
peculiarly appropriated to Donna Isabella,
and called her garden room, opened into
a delicious parterre; it contained a table for
needle-work and drawing book cases filled
with a choice collection in English, French
and Italian; there were also a piano, harp,
and guitar.
"Is Donna Isabella such a proficient in
music?" asked Alonzo, with a sarcastic
smile. "She is, I believe, very fond of
it," quietly replied the Marquess. Alon
zo, with much warmth and sincerity,
thanked his father for the kind pains he
had taken; then sighed, and thought how
happy he could be here with certainly
not with Donna Isabella.
After the first novelty of his arrival had
worn off.-Alonzo relapsed into sadness; a
settled gloom was gathering on his youth
ful brow, a sickening indifference "to all
around was gradually stealing over him.
His father and Mr. Mordaunt did all they
could to arouse and attract his attention.
Excursions into the country were fre
quently made, especially to the botanical
garden, about six miles from the city. It
is arranged with exquisite order and good
taste, encircled by bold and rugged mountain-scenery,
opening towards the ocean.
reposing in all its richness of floral beauty,
with its shady and stately trees, its leafy
bowers and gushing streams, like a gem
in the wilderness like the decked and
lovely bride of a dark-browed warrior in
those stern days of; "auld lang syne," of
which one loves to dream in spots like
these. Water parties to the many beauti
ful islandssociety and ', study were all
tried, and in vain; every day, every hour,
seemed to increase the despondency "of
Alonzo; but he never complained, never
even touched in any way upon the subject j
mat caused it. . Upwards of three waeks
passed in. this manner.
Alonzo was fond of the society of the
Abbess; with the unerring tact of ner sex,
she managed his present mood; she would
sit opposite to him,' employed at her old
fashioned embroidery frame,' for an hour
without "speaking; this was just what he
liked.: One 'afternoon he had ensconced
himself in his accustomed seat in her little
grated parlor; he scarcely observed her en
trance, but instead of seating herself at her
frame, she stepped towards him.
Alonzo, I am glad you have come, for
I was just going to send for you."
"To send for me?" repeated he, listless
ly. '""
"Yes, a friend of yours has arrived at
the convent, and wishes to see you."
"A friend of mine!"
'You recollect, I suppose, Donna Viola
de Montezuma?"
He started from his seat the shock
was electric.
"Viola, did you say! Donna Viola!
recollect her! what of her? what of
her?"
"She has become a widow."
"Go on!"
"She arrived at Lisbon just in time to
receive the last breath of her expiring hus
band. After the funeral, she consigned
her affairs there into proper hands, and
delayed not a moment in returning to this
countrj', where they demand her instant
attention. She arrived yesterday, and re
mains here for a short time. She wishes
to see you."
"I am ready," said Alonzo.
The Abbess left the room. "This is
too too much!" he exclaimed aloud, ?s
he paced the little parlor with hurried
steps. A slight rustling near the gate ar
rested him; it was Viola, in deep mourn
ing, looking mqre lovely and interesting
than ever. She presented him her hand
Jrough the gate he knelt, and pressed
i it to his lips, to his heart, to his burning
forehead. "Alonzo, she said, m the kind
est and most soothing tone, "I have heard
from the Abbess of your marriage, and I
fear that I have innocently contributed to
render that, which might have proved the
highest blessing, a source of bitter misery.
What can I do but to entreat you to arm
yourself with the resolution of acting right?
I confess that your forcing me to lose my
esteem for you, would be the greatest pain
you could inflict, even although your af
fection for me were the cause. Promise
me, Alonzo "
He hastily interrupted her: "I will pro
mise nothing nothing! Heaven grant
that I may do what is right, but in the
present state of my mind, I will pass my
word for nothing."
Viola sighed. "Well," she resumed,
"I will see whether Alonzo be really what
j I believed him, or not. I shall see wheth
er he be capable of sacrificing the happi.
ness of his young and innocent wife, and
of his doating father his own honor and
principles, to the shadow of a shade; for
such is all hope of me. Heaven bless you,
Alonzo! and support you through this trial!
You have my prayers, my best, my warm
est wishes; deserve to be happy, and leave
the rest to Providence.
She disappeared; he still remained kneel
ing at the grate, apparenUy wrapt in tho't.
At length, a ray of light seemed to break
through the darkness that surrounded him;
a single spark of hope saved him from ut
ter despaii. He decided that, in his first
interview with Donna Isabella, he would
reveal every secret of his heart; he would
conjure her, as she valued their mutual
happiness, to assist him in breaking the
tie that had been made between them. He
would recall to her recollection the fatal
hour of their union, when reluctance on
his side, and necessity of absolute force
on hers, formed but an evil omen of future
concord. Since that moment they had
never met, had never even corresponded;
he had formed elsewhere a deep and seri
ous attachment, and so. perhaps had she.
As to the debt he had incurred towards
her and her family, with a little time and
indulgence it would be cleared, as the
property in Portugal was on the eve of
being restored to his father. J hus, if they
acted with determination, aud in unison,
there could be no doubt of their succeed
ing in breaking the galling fetters in which
the mistaken zeal of their - relatives had
bound them. "If," he exclaimed, "she
be not utterly devoid of the common prido
and delicacy of her sex, there is but one
step to take; she will she must take It
and I shall become free and happy!" "
Full of this thought, he left the convent;
and, on his return home, sought Mr. Mor
daunt; and laid his project before him.
Mr. Mordaunt listened with the utmost
kindness and sympathy. He saw but one
objection to the attempt; if Donna Isabella,
in spite of all he could urge, should refuse
to enter into his views how much wider
would it make the breach between them!
how much would it diminish their chance
of happiness! But to this side of the pic
ture Alonzo absolutely refused to turn; and
Mr. Mordaunt, seeing him perfectly re
solved, gave up the point; glad, at all
events, that Alonzo had even this slight
support to lean upon until the crisis arri
ved. '
At the top of the Marquess's small and
rather inconvenient abode was a room in
which, on account of its height and airi
ness, and the view of the harbor it com
manded, the gentleman preferred to break
fast, and to spend the morning in; a spy
glass was fixed here, to which, of late, the
eye of the Marquess had been often and
anxiously applied. One morning, about
a week after the scenes just described, the
Marquess seemed . more than usually on
the alert, watching the approach of a fine
Brazilian merchant-ship. "Is she. near
the fort?"- "here she comes" "she is
abreast of it" "now for it!" and as he
spoke, up flew a private signal. The
Marquess clasped his hands, and exclaim
ed in a half-whisper to Mr. Mordaunt,
"Thank heaven, there they are at last!"
and the two gentleman instantly left the
room.
"Well," thought Alonzo, "I am not
bound to know that there they are at last,
until I am informed of it;" and he tried
again to rivet his attention to his study.
Three intolerably long hours passed awav;
a note was then brought to him from the
Marquess: "Donna Isabella, her aunt and
father have arrived, and are now at Bota
fogo. The two ladies are somewhat fa-'
tigued, and prefer not receiving you until
the evening; therefore, between seven and
eight, Mr. Mordaunt and the carriage will
be at your door."
Alonzo sent away his untouched dinner;
he dressed cn grande toilettes and, taking
down Walter Scott's last new novel, strove
to fix his attention on its delightful pages,
Alonzo had generally the power oi exer
cising great mastery over his mind; to an
indifferent observer he would appear ra
ther cold, reserved, and not easily acted
upon in any way; but, when his feelings
once burst their barrier, it was with a vio
lence proportioned to the restraint he had
thrown over them.
At half-past seven, the carriage drew up
to the door, and Alonzo immediately de
scended to it. "I am glad to see you are :
quite ready," said Mr. Mordaunt, as he j
entered; the door closed, and they drove
off.
"You have seen Donna Isabella?" in
quired Alonzo.
"Yes, I have," was the laconic reply,
with evidently a wish of saying no more.
After a considerable pause, Mr. Mordaunt
asked whether he still kept to his purpose.
"Certainly," said Alonzo firmly, and no
further conversation passed.
Half an hour brought them to their des
tination; with a throbbing heart, Alonzo
descended from the carriage. They were
shown into the grand sala, brilliantly light
ed. Here were assembled Senhor Josef
and Senhora Theresa, the Marquess, and
the Abbess, with an attendant nun:the old j
lady had not left her convent lor many
years, but on this occasion she was deter
mined to be present.
Alonzo saluted Senhor Josef and his sister
with gravity, but perfect and sincere kind
ness; he kissed the hand of his aunt; then,
turning to his father, begged to know
where he might find Donna Isabella,
"She waits for you in her garden-room,"
replied the Marquess, Alonzo bowed, and
left the sala.
He struggled successfully to continue
the same appearance of composure, as he
passed along the corridor which led to the
garden-room; the door was ajar, he enter
ed and closed it.
The room was only lighted by a single
Grecian lamp, suspended from the centre;
the latticed doors leading to the garden
were thrown open, and the moonbeams
quivered brightly on the rich festoons of
flowers and foliage that twined around
them. Leaning on the harp near the fur
thest door, stood a lady magnificently
dressed as a bride; one hand hung listless
ly at her side, in the other were gathered
the folds of her veil, in which her face
was buried, Alonzo advanced, and altho'
somewhat piepared for a favorable altera
tion, he was struck with astonishment at
the exquisitely fine and graceful form that
stood before him. "Donna Isabella, 1
believe;"- no reply, and no change of
position. He approached a Utile nearer,
and ventured to take the unoccupicdjiand,
whose, slight and delicate fingers were
covered with gems, but on the arm was
only a single - bracelet,' and that was of
pink topaz. Donna .Isabella, I venture
to claim a few minutes' private conversa
tion with you, on a subject that deeply
concerns the happiuess of us both; permit
mc to lead you to a seat." lie paused
the emotion that visibly pervaded her
whole frame ponvinced him that at least
ho was not addressing a stutuc. Suddenly,
she raised her head, clasped her hands,
and bunk on her knees at lib feet, Alonzo
recoiled, as though a supernatural appear,
ance had presented itself, while, with a
tone that thrilled through heart and brain
she exclaimed
-
"Alcnzo, can yon forgive ne! . It was
Viola! "Can you forgive me, for all the
deception I have practised, aud caused
others to practice? May the prize I strove
foT my husband's heartplead my ex
cuse! I know it will!" -
While she spoke, Alonzo in some de
gree recovered himself. He raised up She
beautiful suppliant, and folding her in si
lence to his breast, kissed her with pure,
intense, and devoted affection. He could
not speak; he thought not, and cared not
how it had all been brought about; he only
knew and felt that his wife was in his
arms, and that that wife was Viola.
The party in drawing-room, to when
the duenna was now added, were in an
agony of impatient expectation. The Mar
quess at length led the way, and they all
crept sofdy along the passage: "May we
come in?"
"Come in!" said Alonzo; ths first words
he hnd spoken since the de:ioue.Tient.
Their entrance dispersed, in a great
measure, the concentrated feelings of
Alonzo, and he became attentive to learn
the mechanism by wh'ch his present hap
piness had been eXcte'. it appeared
that the prepossession Isabella had con
ceived for her husband at the altar, had
produced a strking change on her, as love
did on Cymon. Ill health, the absence
of the usual means of education at St.
Paul's, the ignorance and weak indul
gence of those with whom sho resided,
had allowed weeds to spring up and choka
the rich treasures of her mind- However,
she accompanied the Maiquess from St.
Paul's, and was, placed by him under the,
charge of the Abbess, where, in thrrw
years, her improvement in health, beauty,
and mental attainments astonished a!l
those who observed her. The two years
she passed in England, under the meat
judicious care, had brought her to that
point of perfection to which she had new
arrived.- - -
Alonzo had not the slightest recollect'oa
of any of her features except, her eyes,
which on the day of their union had that
large sizo and troubled expression which
usually attend ill health. He could now
account for the startling recollections that
had passed over him oue evening at thw
chess-beard; the look she then gave, anl
that with which she had impressed him
on her leaving the oratory, were the
same.
"And you, my grave and worthy tu
tor'" said Alonzo, addressing Mr, Mor
daunt, "did you join in this powerful
league against me! ' ' ' ' I
"I confess," replied Mr, Mordaunt,
"that I was in the service of the enemy;
so much so that, on the evening you first
met Donna Viola, and were introduced to
her at the Opera, I knew beforehand that
such a moeting and such an introduction
would take place. I take this opportu
nity, however, of hinting, that you may
thank your own impetuosiy that the "dis
covery was not prematurely advanced on
board of the Lisbon packet; for Donna
Viola, terrified at your vehemence, would
have revealed the whole truth, could she
but have prevailed upon you to stay and
hear it."
Alas, for my vehemence!'' exclaimed
Alonzo; and trying to collect his puzzled
thoughts, he turned to the Abbess. "And
you too, my dear aunt you too, my Lady
Abbess! it is well you have the po.ver of
absolving yourself for all those tittle fits
you tld me the other day."
m "May Our Lady grant me absolution,"
replied the good Abbess, devoutly, "for
whatsover stain of sin I miyhave contrac
ted by playing a part in this masque!"
"Supper! supper!" cried out the Mar
quess, as he marshalled them the way.
Alonzo seized his Viola (for thus he ever
after named her, as if he dreaded that
some magical delusion would again snatch
her from his sight) and never dib a set
of happier creatures meet than thosi
which now encireled the sumptuous ban
quet prepared in honor of his Brazilian
wedding.
rWhen a rakish youth goes astray,
friends gather around him in ordt r to re
store him to the paths" of virtue. Gentle
ness and kindness are lavished upon him
to win hiiu lack again tp innocence and
peace. No one would suspect that lie had
ever sinned. But when a poor, weak con
fiding girl is betrayed, she receives the
brand of society, and is henceforth driven
from the ways of virtue The betrayer
is honored, respected aud esteemed; but
his mine d, heart bn ken victim knows
there is no peart for her this side of the
gravp, Society I as i o helping hand fur
her, no smile, of peace, no voice of forgive
ness. These are earthly moralities they
arc unknown of heaven- There is a dee
wiong in thctn, and fearful are tlvcqnssr
queuces.
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