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for he arrived but to witness the bleeding remains of the venerable man, and the cries of his agonized servants. On his return, he and Mr. Thcrowgood hastened to the house of Millwood, and despatched Blount for the officers of justice !

Mr. Thorowgood's accusation of her, as to a share in the murder, awakened all her apprehensions; and without hesitation, she in a moment invented a tale 50 plausible, attributing Barnwell's visit to his lovo for her attendant, that, had not Mr. Thorowgood been firmly convinced of hier guilt, he must have been deluded by her eloquence and falschood. Her unly remaining hope if possible was now to escape, hy pretending to go in search of guilty Lucy; but Thorowgood, aware of her design, forbade her to quit the room. She then went into a closet, as she said, to "fetch a proof, which when produced, would silence all objections.” Her intention was to arm herself with a loaded pistol, to threaten, and even to fire at Thorowgood, should he attempt to detain her; but as she returned, the pistol was wrenched from her grasp by Trueman, who with Blount, Lucy,



and the officers, had joined Thorow good during the time she was in the closet!

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Thus defeated and compelled to submit--the wretched woman was conducted to prison, there to expiate her crime. Millwood's demeanour towards Thorowgood, and even when summoned to the bar to undergo her trial and condemnation, was haughty in the extreme. Supported by that pride of soul, which, first excited by the unkindness of her natural protectors, and afterwards confirmed by the peculiarity of her situation, had become the fixed principle of her mind, she sustained herself with unshrinking fortitude; the fortitude of pride and despair, by casual observers deemed the effect of hardened insensibility! Few indeed could judge of Millwood's feelings; their intenseness almost soared beyond human comprehension ; a dread eternity stood before her harassed view; an eternity which presented to her no feeling but of torment. Reflections on the past, the horror of the present, and the prospect of futurity, were all, all equally marked by anguish and despair. In her days of prosperity, she had repulsed the reproaches of conscience by a mask of gaiety and exultation, but what could repel their advances now? they were too acute for resistance ! too dreadful for control ! !

Oh! conscience, who shall calmly brave thy pangs
In retribution's awful hour-hen—when
Almighty vengeance, terrible and just,
Displays itself to the affrighted soul !
When the gay scenes of frail mortality
Are on the close, and vast eternity
Stands in the view ;-eternity of sorrow!
Shut out for ever from the joys of heaven,
For ever from the presence of our God!
To see his face, but once-but only once-
Flashing like lightning on our guilty eyes !
To hear his voice, but once-but only once
Speaking in thunder to our guilty eårs !

Ah! who can bear the dread anticipation.
Barnwell's sufferings were light, compared with
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poured upon his bleeding wounds; religion's sacred influence inspired his soul; and the tears of bis rem pentance were as the dew of heaven upon the parch: :& earth. One bitter pang alone was his-Maria, the ovely angel Maria-caine to visit him in his dreary cell ; no longer concealing her regard. Ile learried -alas, too late-he learned the treasure he poor sessed in this bright maid's affections.

She cano to bid him an eternal adieu ; to tell him that none should claim a share in that heart, once devoted to him ; that, morning-noon-iud eve, her prayers should ascend to the throne of mercy, for his par don; and she bade him look forward with hope to that blessed eternity, when they should dieet in a better world-meet, never more to part! While yet she was speaking, the dismal bell struck upon her affrighted ear, and all her resignation in a moment vanished. The pallid hue of death spread over her cheeks; and, uttering a piercing shrick, she sunk lifeless in the arms of Trueman. Barnwell pressed her cold hand to his lips, and tore himself away-lest her returning senses should disarm bis resolution.

The concourse of busy spectators, who came to view the scene of horror, stood mute : and the most

profound silence reigned. Barnwell's youth excited their syınpathy-his pale countenance, and modest looks, 'appealed to their hearts—and the unbidden tears streamed dowa the cheeks ever of the most hardened : But when Millwood appeared, a murmur o disapprobation began. It was however instantly stified-and the ready execrations died upon their lips, or ere they found breath to utter them. Millwood, the vile, detested Millwood, the seducer and betrayer of youth, looked so commanding, and so beautiful--that hatred was lost, in secret lainentation that such a creature should have fallen from the paths of virtue !! Barnwell offered her his hand, begged her to kneel with him, and put up a prayer to heaven, for forgiveness of their crimes; but Millwoad shuddered, and covered her eyes with her snowy arm. The picture was awfully beautifulBarnwell in his sable dress with his knees bent to the ground, and his eyes raised to heaven, clasping the hand of his fair betrayer--while Millwood stood erect, her white robes floating in the wind, and her bosom heaving with convulsive agony-yet neither daring to knecl, nor even raise her eyes towards that bright heaven which she could never hope to behold, save as a guilty. sinner, to hear her dreadful doom, and be shut out for ever.


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Whate'er the generous mind itself denies The secret care of Providence supplies. ***

Mr. Sealand a wealthy merchant, and Sir John Bevil a gentleman of ancient family, were extremely desirous of a union between Miss Sealand and young Bevil. Their dispositions were amiable and their filial obedience were almost proverbial. The treaty of marriage had been closed between the parents, and the young people, by forbearing to refuse, had yielded a kind of consent ; yet they were very unhappy, when an unexpected, and mysterious circumstance, communicated to the fathers a portion of that anxiety, which their mistaken regard had imposed upon their children. Sir John Beyil disclosed his uneasiness, and related the circumstance which had given rise to that feeling to his old and faithful servant Humphrey, who had lived with him from his youth, and was considered rather as a friend than a domestic.

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