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FERDINAND FITZMORRIS.

the rest of the day, and appease him by clasping his feet with respectful salutation.

For striking a brahmen even with a blade of grass, or tying him by the neck with a cloth, or overpowering him in argument, and adding contemptuous words, the offender must soothe him by falling prostrate.

An assaulter of a brahmen, with intent to kill, shall remain in hell 100 years; for actually striking him, 1000.

As many small pellets of dust as the blood of a brahmen collects on the ground, for so many thousand years must the shedder of that blood be tormented in hell,

The exact details of the different penances, heretofore mentioned by name only, are then given.

The penance termed prajapati is the common penance, and consists in eating for three days only in the morning, for three days only in the evening, for three days food upasked, and for three days more nothing. The penance called santapana (either from the devout man so named, or from tormenting) is this—eating milk, clari. fied butter, and water boiled with cusa grass, and then fasting entirely for a day and night. The very severe penance" is eating, as before, a single mouthful for three times three days, and for three days wholly abstaining from food. The “ ardent penance," is swallowing nothing but hot water, hot milk, hot clarified butter, and hot steam, each for three days successively. The pe. nance called paráca is a total fast for twelve days. The chándráyana, or lunar penance, consists in diminishing the food by one mouthful daily during the dark fortnight, and increasing it during the bright fortnight, performing an ablution regularly at sunrise, noon, and sunset. This lunar penance is susceptible of sundry modifications, and is, according to its mode of perfor. mance, termed the ant-shaped, barley-shaped, that of an anchoret, or of children.

It is repeatedly inculcated that the mere act of penance, unaccompanied by confession, repentance, and sincere loathing of the sin committed, has no virtue ; and the offender is reminded of “ the certainty of retribution in a future state."

Ir signifies little whether it was on the fifth, the tenth, or the fifteenth of the January of 1827, that the prow of an English vessel proudly severed the silvery waves of the Imperial Tagus. From this vessel landed Ferdinand Fitzmorris : he alone looked on the changé of country and prospect, unmoved by either ; there was a shade upon his birth, and it had darkened his whole existence. He knew that his father was rich, powerful, and generous that his mother was nobly born and beautiful-but what availed the knowledge ? there was a spot on that mother's fame, and the stain rested upon her son! Fitzmorris was beloved by his companions, courted by his associates, and respected by the whole regiment: had an artist or sculptor sought a figure of manly beauty as a study, he could not have found one more perfect-yet he was the victim of heart-corroding and irremediable repinings. “ Others,” would he sometimes say, “ have felt a mother's clasp, have knelt for a father's blessing—I have never experienced the delights of either ; my father looks on me with regret, not love -he is generous rather from pity than affection ; and for my mother-I dare not breathe her her name, lest the winds of heaven should betray her secret, and she should find an enemy in her son !" With these feelings he had joined his regiment, and with these feelings he had left his country, and landed on a foreign soil.

It was evening ere the whole of the corps to which he belonged was landed, and established in its destined quarters, and, save Fitzmorris, all the officers were soon quaffing healths to those at home, and laughing at the stormy nights and rough days they had weathered on their passage. Some, who had made the Peninsular campaign, were volunteering advice, and relating ofttold tales, which were now heard with patience at least, if not with an increase of attention, by their former au. ditors ; and gay young spirits were flashing out with hope and expectation, mingling glory and orange groves, and black eyes and balconies! Fitzmorris had thought of none of these, and shook his head when a couple of his high spirited companions had urged him to accompany them, and spend at least his first evening in Portugal with his brother officers ; the request was renewed again and again with earnest warmth; Fitz. morris felt the sincerity of their invitation, but he could not thank them; he grasped a hand of each, and turned abruptly down one of those narrow streets which intersect the city of Lisbon in all directions.

Turning the first corner that presented itself, Fitzmorris hurried along beneath a high wall, careless of his way, and absorbed in his own dark and morbid feelings : suddenly the wall terminated in a lofty gateway, evidently serving as an entrance to some house of considerable size; a few lights glimmered from windows beyond this gate, and as Fitsmorris stood for an instant watching them, the sound of a guitar, softly and sadly touched, fell on his ear ; had it been a strain of lighthearted gaity, in his present mood he would have fled from it as from a contagion; but this was no lay of pleasure, it fastened on his heart, as it were, by a spell, and while he stood beneath the casement, a thousand mingled feelings rushed in tumult across his mind; ere long, a voice blended with the chords of the instrument

it was that of a woman-not one of those shrill overpowering voices so usual in Portugal, but a low, wail.

SONG.

MOTHER dost weep that thy boy's right hand,
Hath taken a sword for his father's land ?
Mother! where should the brave one be,
But in the ranks of bravery?
Mother! and was it not sad to leave,
Mine own sweet nsaiden alone to grieve ?
Julia, where should the brave one be,
But in the ranks of bravery ?
Mother! if thou in death were laid,
Julia ! if thou were a treacherous maid;
Oh, then it were well that the brave should be
In the front ranks of bravery!
Mother! my guardian! O be still-
Maiden let hope thy bosom fill;
Kiral and country! how sweet to be,
Battling for both in bravery!
Bravery-aye-and victory's hand,
Shall wreath my Saki with golden band-
And in the camp the shouts shall be,
0! how he fought for liberty!

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ing, melancholy sound, which swept, as, it seemed to none could enter into his feelings, or comprehend them ; Fitzmorris, through the very depths of his spirit, The he heard his brother officers expatiating on bad quarsong ceased, but the light finger still stirred the strings, ters, close streets, and all the little annoyances which and as the soft sounds murmured past him, the young make up the sum of earthly evil when greater ills are Englishman endeavoured to picture to his fancy the wanting, and he wondered that they should look on countenance of the invisible performer. The music died Lisbon, save as an enchanted land for him, it was away, and a brighter light Aashed on him as he stood; summer even now! the sun gorgeous, and the Tagus he started and looked up the casement was open, and one sheet of molten silver! Thus the day passed, and the gentle musician appeared on the balcony above the evening again found in the Rua do , beneath the him: himself in deep shade, he could distinguish the casement of his beautiful unknown; from her he had form, the face, the very features distinctly, as they were imbibed, as it were, a new existence,-all was light, developed by the light from the apartment: the guitar and music around him his sorrows were forgotten: one was yet in her hands, and a broad azure ribbon, from thought, one feeling, alone possessed him, and he awaiwhich it was suspended, was cast about her neck; one ted, hour after hour, the re-appearance of the lovely small foot, in a shoe of the same tint, extended some. | vision, with an anxiety, which doubled, in his idea, the what beyond the rail of the balcony, as she leaned list term of her absence : but, this night, Fitzmorris awaited lessly over it: she appeared to Fitzmorris to be about it in vain; hour after hour sped on, and the guitar was sixteen years of age: her eyes were large, and dark, silent, and the casement dark; and he turned at length and tender; her fine hair was twisted round her head reluctantly away, with a heart-sickness which he dared in the style of a Grecian statue, with one small rosebud not avow even to himselfwreathed in the braid that pressed her left temple, Another day slowly waned to a close, and Fitzmorris As she stood, she struck a few unconnected cords, and suffered himself to be included in the party which his then casting her eye upwards, she murmured, rather brother officers had formed to St. Carlos; he was an enthan sung the first stanza of an Indian ballad, which thusiast in music, and he entered the theatre with an Fitzmorris had often heard in Florence it was a fond, emotion of anticipating pleasure. The opera had ala tender welling-out of sensibility ; but he had never ready commenced, aud scarcely conscious of the motive though it so beautiful as now the stillness, broken that compelled him to do so, he eagerly traversed the only by the distant hum of the more crowded streets whole house with his eyes : for a time he could distinthe gloom enveloping every surrounding object, while guish little, save the outlines of the figures that thronged the singer herself stood out in broad light, and surpass the boxes, owing to the faint light that was thrown ing beauty ;-all conspired to invest it with a new on them ; but at length the search proved successful, charm! The stanza terminated too speedily, and Fitz it must be so—those large, dark, melting eyes—that morris, urged by a new and inexplieable feeling, caught classical and pallid brow--that small, soft, exquisitely up the strain, and responded to the sentiment; he was moulded hand now pillowing a cheek so white, could an exquisite musician, and his voice was perfect; Italian belong only to his beautiful unknown! Nor was the was the language which he had loved from his boy eye of Fitzmorris the only one which now lingered on hood ;-he had been told that his mother spoke it like the striking but melancholy countenance of the gentle a native-his beautiful, his high-born mother! he had minstrel ; and he saw, with an irrepressible emotion, studied it, he had loved it, for her sake. And here was that her cheek crimsoned as she chanced to meet the another gentle, glorious being, who breathed it, as it fixed gaze of his companions-for a moment she rewere, instinctively ;-he looked steadfastly at the lovely mained with averted eyes, her attention apparently abstranger, as he replied to the minstrelsy, and only mar sorbed by the performance, and then suddenly drawing velled if his fair, bis fond, his fallen mother, had ever forward the veil that fell back upon her shoulders, she been so beautiful as this ? Suddenly there was a bend threw it lightly across her brow, and hid from Fitzing forward of the fairy figure above him; a low sound, morris the only face he had ever looked on in aught as of quick convulsive breathing, then a white hand save indifference. “Pretty coquette," laughed out hurriedly displaced the rose from its glossy resting some of his light-hearted companions ; but he remem. place, and it fell at his feet; he looked up to thank the bered only that she had passed him over unrecognised, gentle donor, but she had already disappeared ; in an- and probably 'unthought of. He could not bear the other instant the casement closed, and all was dark. idea, and instinctively be drew a little rose-bud from ness.

his breast, and fastened it conspicuously among the orFitzmorris slowly quitted his station : a new emotion naments of bis dress. As he was busied in making possessed him wholly; so young, so beautiful, so ten. the arrangement, his ear caught from the stage the very der; so beyond all which he had ever pictured to him air in which he had breathed out a response to the minself of woman! And she had not spurned at his first strelsy of his beautiful stranger : he looked eagerly toefforts to attract her notice; she had even shewn him wards her--the veil was thrown back for a moment that they were not displeasing to her, and she had done her eye caught the rose-bud, which he still held halfunit so gracefully-with such a mixture of momentary fastened in his hand, and then met his. It was enough: abandonment and redeeming modesty. There was such a faint smile played upon her pensive countenance, and a mingling of the real and the romantic in this, his the veil again jealously over it. first adventure in Portugal, that he felt like some being " Gordon, you are a lucky fellow," said the gay Captranslated, as it were, by magic into a new world of tain Leslie, to a tall elegant youth beside him ; “yonthought, and light, and fancy. The following day | der dark-eyed Donna has smiled on you I watched every occurrence appeared doubly vapid and common the direction of her eyes, and she has a good taste as place; the conversation of his companions was soulless, well as beauty. tedious, and uninteresting : he seemed to stand alone - “She has shown it in this instance, certainly,” said

Gordon, " for the smile and glance were both meant the heart does not mete out its friendship or its affecfor Fitzmorris ; and, if I mistake not, they have met tions by giving dates ; at least mine does not. Franbefore. Aye, Fitz, where got you that sentimental cisco answered me in as high a tone, · he was not my looking rose ? come, come, confess! confess !".

brother.' I bounded as it seemed from the ground I " From a lady, certainly,” said Reginald Burley, stood on with delight; it was enough-the cold, harsh, looking attentively at the flower, “ for it is an artificial | ungenial spirits with whom I dwelt, were bound to me blossom--was it stolen from a lady's girdle or from by no ties of kindred or affection ; but who then was I? her hair?

it is to tell you this I have met you here-- to bid you a But Fitzmorris heeded them not his thoughts were long, a final farewell I know your nation ; that is, I with the beautiful unknown, and he saw only her slight know it by books; child as I am in years, I have lived figure in all he looked on; he heard only her low soft on with so little to engage my thoughts or affections, voice in every sound that fell upon his ear.

that I have looked for objects of excitement and of love What avails it to procrastinate ? Fitzmorris soon among the great and the good of other countries; I gained an interest in the young and unsuspicious heart have learnt that the men of your's are cold, haughty, of Donna Reta de ---, and he learnt her history from and jealous of their honour : I have valued them for her own lips on a fine clear evening in the commence these very qualities; perhaps also I had another and a ment of February. She had given to him from the deeper cause--women may smile with the gay, and balcony a small key, tied with a bow of white ribbon ; laugh out with the light hearted, but they love only this key opened a door in the high wall, which stretched those who are devoted to themselves, and it may be also along on one side of the house ; and beyond the gar in proportion as difficult to fix : a woman, in her first den which it enclosed a cold, blank, formal, terrace dream of affection, ever pictures to herself that she is like space-was a beautiful orange grove. Unlike the to be an idol ; there are some who have a niche for February of our own ungenial climate, Lisbon was every form which attracts a passing plaudit, but those even then rich in orange blossoms, and gay with the whom the world calls cold, are wary ere they yield up first spring flowers, Fitzmorris would have selected the one hidden shrine, destined for the object of their just such a spot for his first meeting with the dark-eyed unchangeable affections : but I delay my story-I am beauty, but thus chosen by herself, how doubly rich reluctant to wrench asunder the inexplicable link which was the clear calm foliage of the trees, how doubly re seems to unite us, but I am resolved : how often as you dolent were the flowers with perfume ! He awaited not have stood beneath my balcony, have I essayed to tell long the coming of his gentle mistress ; her step was you all, and could not-shall I be forgiven ? Surely burried, and her breathing quick and agitated-a long it is difficult to deprive yourseli of the only joy which veil was cast over her head, and fell gracefully on her life has ever afforded to your acceptance ; the full deep shoulders, and her figure was enveloped in a mantle of joy of answering and of corresponding feelings, yet I sable velvet. Fitzmorris looked on her, silent from ex will do it for I owe it to you, and to myself-Francess of feeling, as she approached him in the clear cold | cisco told me all; father or mother I shall never know light of a spring moon—there was something almost - never--to save a father's pride and a mother's fame." unearthly in her dark figure gliding noiselessly along, -She paused, and a low convulsive sob met the ear of in striking relief against the cloudless sky, and the her auditor ; he did not speak, but he folded his arms silver-topped trees quivering in the light.

around her, and her head sunk heavily on his shoulder; “ Englishman,” she said in a low tone, as she exten. the low breeze swept monotonously and languidly ded her hand, “ you know not what I dare in thus through the orange trees, and the clear cold moon shed meeting you—I scarcely know myself—but from you its light full on the face of the beautiful Portuguese ; a I fear nothing.Fitzmorris could have listened to her large tear fell on her cheek, and Fitzmorris wiped it for ever-surely so sweet a voice had never fallen upon away in silence- his heart scarcely beat-his senses his ear before ! and she stood beside him, with her small were stunned—a fatal question faultered on his tongue, white hand resting upon his arm, and her dark eyes, and he could not ask it. Suddenly the hour chimed full of the assurance which her tongue had breathed, from the steeple of a neighbouring church, and Donna and the low, soft, Italian—that language which his Reta started in dismay," So soon—but it is better mother loved !-all gave such a nameless charm to her so,” and she turned hurriedly to depart. beauty ; sufficient, more than sufficient, of itself, that “ Stay but one moment,' gasped out Fitzmorris, he was silent. “ You wish to know my history, | “ but one-wherefore do you thus speak in a language Englishman; it is enough that you do so, to ensure foreign to the country in which you dwell?" the recital-listen to me then ;-Father or mother know “ Francisco says,” replied the lady faintly, “ that it I not; from my childhood I have been told to give was my mother's wish, because she loved it.” these sacred names to those with whom I pass my life, Fitzmorris clung trembling to a tree, as he grasped but my heart coldly cast back their claim-I knew, I her arm to detain her, “ Tell me that mother's name." felt, that I was not their child. There is a son, too!

“ Never: this only I must not, cannot grant, even heavens—that I should give a brother's right to such a

to you," wretch ! Never--though I were cast on the world, an

« Rash girl, you must-or, answer me was it this?""). alien from every house and from every heart! Yet am and his every feature was convulsed, as he breathed into I his debtor, there were times when methought he laud. her ear, in a shrill whisper, the name of his own. ed my beauty with somewhat more than a brother's “ Let me go !” screamed the affrighted girl, as she praise ; young as I am, I dared to tell him this, and he lowered beneath his fixed and death-like gaze, but he replied—I will disguise nothing from you ; stranger held her fast; let me go_1 say not aught-here, under

held her fast; let me go - say as you would appear in the cold eyes of an ill-judging heaven, I swear that her name shall never pass my world, young Englishman, I look upon you otherwise ; | lips ; how or what knowest thou ?"

* It is enough,” said Fitzniorris, in a hollow and riage evidently marked the lady, and her behaviour, bewildered accent, “ I have guessed rightly—what had though rather reserved, was polite, but exhibited that I to do with affection or with happiness ? — what had I proneness to touchiness often observable in persons of de. to do with thee? -—was not the world wide enough, that cayed fortune, who, in their intercourse, with the world, we have thus jostled each other in the path of life ?— | seem continually recurring to the past, whilst others from my boyhood I have been the sport of fate-the

think but of the present. seal of misery was set on my brow, even at my birth,

In her case there was nothing either singular or roand years cannot wear out its impress ;—other men are

mantic. She was the widow of an officer whose love of born amid hopes, and smiles, and endearments, I came pleasure had dissipated his fortune, leaving her, at his into the world only to be greeted with tears, and cold. death, without any other support than the pension alness, and regret—and now I must fulfil my destiny lowed by government, which, however liberal it may -yes, you have said well, we meet no more."

be, when compared with the resources of the country “ Yet, yet,” exclaimed the soul-broken girl, as the and the number to whom it is extended, is still barely tears of bitterness coursed each other down her blanched

enough to procure the absolute necessaries, much less cheek, “ thongh we part, it may surely be less sternly the comforts of life. -look not on me as it were with loathing-I did not Althongh she liad married with the consent of her betray my mother-I know not whence you have learnt

family, yet the extravagance of her husband soon exmy secret."

cited their disapprobation, and during his life, a coldof Hearken, and I will tell you, said Fitzmorris, in

ness existed between them. At his death, however, the same cold and passionless tone, while his lips qui they felt it necessary " to do something.” The son, vered, and his eyes were dilated by emotion ; “ come

who had been designed for the artillery, was placed close, while I whisper to you how I learnt it; aye, and

with an engineer : and as their pride would not suffer more than it.” She obeyed, and as he ceased speaking, her to degrade her family, by endeavouring to maintain she fell senseless in his arms. Fitzmorris hung over

herself, they made a triling addition to her pension : a her in agony ; the momentary excitement of blended selfish bounty, which tacitly compelled her to appear horror and hopelessness failed beneath affection

like a lady, without giving her the means of doing so ; “ Reta," he breathed out painfully, “ my first, my only

and her life was a daily sacrifice of comfort to show -ha! my brain burns speak to me, my--Sister!--|

or, to sum up her miseries at once, she was a poor genbut one word—but one-but no, no, it is better thus

tle-woman. better--let the anguish of our parting be all my own

Amidst all her troubles, she however had some consurely I can bear this; I who hare been tutored in suf.

solation, and looked forward to the time when her son's fering for years." For a moment he sunk on his knee, and

clerkship should expire, and he would be able to reside remained gazing fixedly on the senseless form he up

at home. She might also have other hopes, and expect held—for a moment he pressed his lips to her brow,

through his means, to escape from her present depenand to her cheek, and then with a convulsive effort he

dent situation. But her hopes, whatever they were, bore her to the terrace near the house, and beat forci.

were doomed to be frustarted. For some months before bly on the door ; in the next instant, drawing his cap

the time she had expected so anxiously, Edwarddeeper on his brow, he sprang through the gate by

had been unwell with a severe cold, which ere long setwhich he had entered the garden, and disappeared.

tled on his lungs. His mother had often wished him In a short time orders were received for the British

to have advice, or whenever she saw him his cough troops to move up the country, and Fitzmorris went

rendered her uneasy; but he postponed it from time to with his regiment.

time in expectation of getting better. Those who have to keep up appearances on a limited income, and eke out

their scanty pittance to support a character above their THE SEA.

means, will readily believe that his apparent neglect

was in reality economy. It was, however, a mistaken O DEEP, infathomable sea!

thrifty. He was compelled, partly from weakness, and Thou seem'st to me a grave

partly in search of a purer air, to decline a lucrative Meet for immortal souls; Bonndless, mysterious, ondefined sensations

situation offered him by his inaster, and go to his moRush on the stricken heart,

ther's. The change of scene had a temporary effect; Beneath the terrors of thy frown;

but when its novelty had subsided, his disorder revived Anon the scene is changed,

with increased power : and though his illness had not And, brightly beautiful, Thy gently-heaving bosom swells to meet

reached that point when even friends despair, yet ad The west wind's balmy kisses.

glance at his countenance was sufficient to convince a Oh, solemn, gloomy sea!

medical eye, that his recovery was almost hopeless. He Oh, smiling, placid sea !

nevertheless continued to take exercise when the weaWithin thy breast my bome shall be !

ther permitted, (for the latter part of the spring was very unsettled); and at the commencement of summer

again experienced, for a short time, a cheerfulness of THE OFFICER'S WIDOW.

spirits, which he mistook for a renovation of health.

But as the heat increased, his debility returned ; and Some years ago a lady, whose superior manners ex before the beginning of autumn, he became so weak as cited, on her first arrival, a sort of nine-days' wonder to be rarely able to leave the house, and grew peevish amongst the gossips of the neighbourhood, occupied in proportion to the progress of his disorder. apartments in street, Brompton. Her countenance I To detail this minutely would be tedious. Like all was interesting rather than handsome,- her easy car. comsumptive 'patients, he kept gradually declining, whilst the flattering nature of his complaint prevented | The morrow was one of those beautiful days, which him from suspecting his danger. It became his chief sometimes in the middle of autumn gladden the declinamusement to get his broken-hearted mother to sit by | ing year. The bed-room of Edward -- commanded him, and listen to the plans he had formed for the re-esta. | a view of some fields, whose verdure was yet bright, blishment of his health, by a trip into the country, and looked brighter in the light of an unclouded sun. when he was able to support the journey, and the course A few solitary individuals, apparently attracted by the of life he intended to pursue on his recovery ; a cir fineness of the afternoon, were strolling about them. cumstance which seemed barely possible even to a mo Several groups of children were in various parts of them ther's hopes, and utterly visionary to a stranger, His engaged at play, and their bursts of merriment, softened weakness daily continued to increase, and in a few by distance, came upon the ear with that peculiar me. weeks he was confined to his bed, whilst it was clear lody which Goldsmith has noticed. A few cattle were his dissolution was fast approaching. The decay of basking in the sunshine, and the very dogs seemed en. body had moreover a corresponding effect upon his livened by the spirit-cheering influence of this “ latter mind. He would inquire about circumstances which | spring." Mrs. E--had walked to the window to had never taken place, and be angry when contradicted exchange the faint and sickly atmosphere of her apartor not understood. He also became capricious, and, if | ments for the freshness of the open air, when her atten. the term can be applied to a person in his situation, 1 tion was suddenly attracted by hearing her son draw unreasonable, requiring the constant attendance of his his breath rather harder than usual; and turning her mother, and never permitting her to be absent a mo. | head, she perceived his countenance distorted by a sement, without angrily commanding her return. In the ries of slight convulsions. Although dreadfully shocked earlier stages of his complaint, he had been considerate ; she rallied her spirits and rushed to the bed As she but now he daily expressed a wish for delicacies, which bent over the body and endeavoured to raise it, she felt it seemed cruelty to deny, and useless to procure ; for his breath for a moment upon her cheek : a convulsion when they were gotten they were rarely touched. The rather stronger than she had yet scen, accompanied the expenses, too, of illness had greatly diminished her expiration, and immediately afterwards his countenance little fund, and she found that money would soon be settled into the rigid placidity of death. required for absolute necessaries. Indeed, for some It was some minutes before his mother could believe time past she had been wavering between her dread of he had expired ; and she continued unconsciously to approaching want, and her dislike of applying to her press her lips upon his, until the falling jaw and glarelations ; but having written them an account of Ed. zing eye convinced her that all was over, and she sunk ward's illness, she was in daily hopes of receiving an upon the bed in a state of stupefaction. Even the enunasked-for-supply. Some, however, took no notice of trance of the girl who waited on her did not arouse her, her letters ; and those who occasionally visited her in nor was it until she heard her loss confirmed by the consequence of them, were precisely the persons who | scream of her servant, that she awoke to consciousness, were unable to afford her any material assistance. At and burst into tears, which, indeed, restored her to last, an occurrence, trilling in itself, confirmed her re herself, but only to enable her to feel her misery, solution, of making a direct application.

The night of her son's death was the first time, for She was one day sitting by Edward's bedside, when several weeks, that Mrs.E— had attempted to take he suddenly asked for some strawberries.

any regular repose, and she never rested worse. The “I have none, my dear," replied his mother, “ for stimulus which had hitherto supported her was removed, they are out of season.”

and had left behind it a debility and nervous irritation, " Then give me some grapes."

which almost amounted to insanity, Her sleep, if sleep “ I have not any either, my love."

it could be called, was broken and disturbed. The “ Well, then," said he, “ give me whatever you early part of the night she passed in that horrible state have."

between slumber and consciousness, which frequently The knowledge that she had nothing he would touch, accompanies fever, or follows intense excitement, and rendered her unwilling, if not unable, to answer, and must be felt to be fully comprehended. All the adven. she remained silent.

tures of her former life passed confusedly before her, “ What, have you nothing to give me, mother?" he accompanied with those physical impossibilities, that exclaimed, after waiting a few minutes in expectation union of contradiction, and that strong sense of reality, of her reply; and throwing himself back on his pillow, which is only to be felt in dreams. She conferred covered his face with his hands, and turned from her; with “ the changed the dead :" she visited the scenes but she could perceive by his half-suppressed sobs, that of her childhood, and then again underwent, with even he was weeping. As this can be told, it seems nothing; aggravated horrors, the sufferings of the last few weeks. but his mother experienced a sickness of the heart, At length her misery became too powerful for slumber, which no misfortunes of her own could have produced. I and she awoke in a state of delirium during which she That evening she wrote to one of her brothers. He could not believe that her son was dead--the past apwas busily engaged with the affairs of a charity, of pearing like a fearful dream, horrible, yet untrue. At which he was a governor, and her letter remained unno. | last, nature could endure no more, and she sunk into ticed for nearly a week, when an answer arrived, en that sound sleep which sometimes betokens a mind at closing a remittance. It came too late to be of service ease, but as frequently absolute exhaustion, and awoke to her feelings; she had struggled five days with fa. the next morning with fresh capabilities of suffering. tigue, suspense, and despair, during which time she Although her relations had neglected her whilst their had seen her son, if I may so express myself, gradually assistance would have been kind, if not serviceable; yet exhale. He now took nothing but a little drink, and her loss, was no sooner known than they overwhelmed a few days, or even hours, seemed likely to be his last. her with offers of friendship. One took upon himself

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