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towards Juan's rustic seat, but very slowly, for the
convalescent was yet very weak.
Arrived there, she knelt down, and after a short
silent prayer she turned to Gertrude, and embracino.
.her said, " Bless your daughter, dear mother, for the
last time : you will never see her again."
" What do you mean, my child ?"
" The truth. lam going away. You will say
good-bye for me to him, mother ; and tell him that it
is my very love for him that forces me to fly."
" But, dear one," said Gertrude, detaining her,
" you wrong our Juan ; he has a noble heart, and he
will love you all the better for these noble scars, when
he hears that it was in saving me from a dreadful
death you received them."

" He has a noble heart," replied the girl ; " and I
know, that he would marry me, and try to make nie
happy ; but how could I endure his averted looks—
his sorrow P No, no ; I shall suffer much less in
suffering alone.
Just then a well-known bark was heard, and a large
white dog rushed out of the Woody path. " Caesar !"
cried Gertrude. "'Where is your master ?"

" Here he is," replied an agitated voice; and holding
one end of a cord, of which the other was fastened to
Caesar's collar, a soldier appeared. " Mother ! are you
here ? Where is Marguerite ? Why don't you come
and embrace your poor blind wanderer ?" _ _

" Blind!" 'exclaimed Marguerite; and fixing her
eyes on her betrothed, she saw that his eyes were
covered with a bandage. I cannot describe the emo-
tions of all three ; suffice it to say, that, after an in-
credible number of embraces, Gertrude and her two
children-returned to my house, and we passed a de-
lightful evening.
Here the curate stopped, and I thought his tale was
ended.

"Well," I said, " I suppose the blind warrior and his
betrothed—still, in his imagination, blooming in all
her youthful charms—were speedily united ?"
" They were," he replied. "It was I who married
them : but I have somewhat more to tell you of them.
Their cottage, by the willing aid of all the villagers,
was soon rebuilt, and they removed into it. Their
circumstances were very comfortable, and Juan sup-
ported his infirmity—caused, he told me, by the ex-
plosion of a mine—with the iltnugt cheerfulness.
His tenderness for his wife seemed to increase every
day ; and yet she was evidently not happy. She be-
came a prey to constant melancholy, and her health
and strength visibly declined. Her old friend, the
- doe{ or, visited and prescribed for her, but :vithout

" y ar is at fault," he said to me. "Her body
suffers, but the seat of the disease is her mind. Do
you try to discover what the secret which weighs on
her may be,. or I cannot answer for her life."
Alas ! how could I apply the consolations of religion
to a case of which the sufferer persisted in keeping me
profoundly iomorant ? Once she seemed on the point
of opening her mind, but Juan entered the room, and
she was silent ; nor could I ever afterwards induce her
to speak freely. Meantime her, bodily condition
became very precarious ; and Juan, who was now
aware of her danger, scarcely ever stirred from her
bedside. Old Gertrude, as you may suppose, was
scarcely less anxious about her.
One evening, when I was in theetottage, the doctor
arrived ; and having examined'his patient, pronounced
that, unless sonic powerful reaction took place, she
could pot long survive. How solemn were the moments
that succeeded this announcement ! Poor Juan
grasped convulsively the hand of his wife, while large
tears streamed from beneath his bandage.
I began to exhort her on the subject of religion ;
and when I spoke of the mercy of her Maker, she ex-
claimed : " Oh, I have great need of mercy, for my
conscience is burthened with a heavy load. Listen,"
she continued, addressing us all, " and tell me whether
I can hope for forgiveness."
Grouped around her bed, we waited in silent asto-
nishment. Marguerite had raised herself into a sitting
posture ; her wasted arms, her disordered hair, her
sunken features, her hollow eyes, gleaming with a igh;
like that of a lamp kindling up before it is extingutshol
for ever, lent an air of indescribable solemnity to tie
scene. Placing her hand in her husband's, she sad :
" Juan, you remember, when we separated, the iro-
liaise which we made of mutual fidelity ? My leart
was yours, and yours was mine. Well, the tenor of
osing that heart caused roe to commit a grievors sin.

I pictured you to myself with shocked, averted looks
at the first sight of her who was once named the Pearl ;
and in the agony, the delirium of the moment, I cried
to heaven, 0 God ! either give me back my beauty,
or take from him his eyesight !' The moment the
selfish, impious prayer was uttered, I bitterly repented,
and would fain have recalled It ; but too late ! Juan !
the wish was granted, and I have never known since
one moment's happiness."
" What!" cried her husband, " and is this the
secret, Marguerite, which is kiting you ?'
" It is."
" Then live, dearest, and be happy ; your prayer
was not answered."

And tearing off the bandage which covered his eyes,
he fell on his wife's bosom, and Clasped her in a long
embrace.

It appeared that the blindness Which had fallen on
Juan was of only a temporary nature. Under the
skilful treatment of our friend the strgeon, whom he
privately consulted, the power of vistm began slowly
but surely to return. Having, howeter, heard from
his grandmother the whole history of Marguerite's
horror at the idea of his beholding her Casfigured face,
he generously determined to conceal from her his
cure, at least for a time. Now, however, it was sud-
denly revealed; and was it too late ? The doctor,
motioning us all away from the bed, took his patient's
hand, and felt her pulse ; a hopeful smile played on his
benevolent lips.
" My friend," said he, turning to me, e the age of
miracles has not ceased—Marguerite is cud !"

Here the good man ceased, and, after a pause, I
asked, "And was Marguerite in reality so 'very much
disfigured ?"
" You shall judge for yourself."
We walked on, and soon reached a neat and pretty
cottage, covered in front with a luxuriant vile. • An
old woman sat near the doorway spinning, ani placed
on a low chair by her side, a young woman was
nursing an infant. Her figure was remarkably ora, ce-
ful, and her face,, although certainly not handsome,
was by no means repulsive. It was even easy to dis-
tinguish, amid the seams and scars which marked it,
the vestiges of great beauty. There was a touching
expression of serene tenderness shed over her features
as she looked on her child, which in my eyes amply
compensated for the want of regular comeliness.
The curate advanced. " Good morning, Mar-
guerite," he said.
" Good morning, sir," she answered, looking up with
a beaming smile.
" How is baby to-day ?"
"As well as possible," said the happy mother, hold-
ing up, and showing her nursling's rosy dimpled
cheeks.

" Well, Marguerite,,, said the good old man, taking
the innocent little creature in his arms, and kissing
its tender forehead, " I could fancy this is yourself as
I remember you on the day that I baptised you.
Come, the val:ey of Campan has not lost its Pearl—it
is restored inthe person Of your lovely little daughter."

PETER THE GREAT RIDING
—Phillips, in his Sylva _Florife,
ing curious anecdote about this
—" Evelyn tells us that his gar 4
surrounded with an impregnabl
feet in length, nine feet high,
It mocks,' says this worthy
assaults of the weather, beast:
and it was almost the only the
garden that was not destroyed la:
11Ir. Evelyn had lent his house
order that he might be near the
during his stay in England ; an(
imperial shipwright was so font
wheelbarrow over the box edginl
author of Sylva,• that they we,
which,' says he, I can show
dens at Say's Court (thanks to t.
was evidently a good Christian,
overlooked the passage in seri
Put not your confidence in lar
appear that the Emperor of Rus:
recompense for the devastation
the garden and in the mansion.
CHIEF JUSTICE NORBURY C
He usually began by pronouncs
miums upon the party in the
he intended to advise the ju
diet. For this the audience
and accordingly, after he
defendant was one of the mi
alive, and that he knew his fat:
suddenly came with a most sing
he accompanied with a strang(
the fatal " but," which made the
expectation of it, burst into a fit
proceeded to charge, as he all
the plaintiff's favour. He then
as he said, into the case, and, fli,
half aside, and sometimes castb4
from his seat, and threw off a Wla
neither law, method, nor argumei
It generally consisted of narrate'
history of his early life, which
associate with the subject—of j,
mixed with jokes of his own PT,
castic . allusions to any of
endeavoured to check him dToit
exceedingly fond of Tic" 1
Shakespeare, which,
however
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exceedingly well delivered, and
enunciation. At the conclusion
souls efforts to call the attenti
leading incident which partial
what he meant it was not vei
and when he sat down, the whi
bited a mind which resembled a
which law, facts, arguments, an'
unfathomable confusion.---Skei7

CHARiatli OF VESPASIAN.
was defeated by the generals
success was partly due to their
partly to the treachery of his of
the superior weight of his cha.
directed upon him the public
was most fortunate. The dar
passed away, and a cloudless ef
had been a long thirty years
waste. To this had been adder
the civil war. In Vespasian th(
governor adequate to its wants
full justice done him. He repl
position in which Tiberius had
ordered, both internally and
more than Tiberius, for, by his
life, he effected a very marke'
state of public morals. Ves;
recollections of old enmities, a
offence from his friends. Ev
provocation, he contented himi
Mucianus. He dealt gently w
predecessors' tyranny, for his
him that the majority obey wit
fear, a tyrant's mandates of crue.
still, he dealt gently with tll-6
e
s do
against himself, for they were led toco
ignorance of the burthen and allll°.eof`
power. At home and abroad his,eoa
equally respected. The Parthiang so"
and kept peace. Palestine, Ciliog'g
were added to the list of provinee'c'