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characterized him. lie resolved to see Grace once
mo,e and, if she still remained obstinate ~ her
refusal, TO he dared not think plainly TO
himself. VIVA, he intended 10 do ; but thoughts of
murder lay deep in his heart. 'Shc shall never be
his he muiiered between his clrncled iceil,, as he
entered The house, where Grace was aone.-In
what state of mind he departed, we have before
related.
Old Human had, on tia, afternoon, been moving
in Mr.. Sulhga,c's meadow; the day was warm,
and the old man laid down his scy'he, and went up
the brow Of the Hill, TO drink of a spring whose
waters he knew to he pure and lmpd AS he was
balancing himself on his hands aud knees, with his
lips 10 the water, he heard n cracking OF brush.
wood near by, and, on looking up, saw his son
James n few PAGES liom him aud further on,
man whom he supposed from his cap, TO be young
Blair, with his head turned. as II looking at some.
thing in distant tree. Just above him, stood
another man with hat on whom he took Tor MIR.
Su,hsae, but whose back was toward him. lie
saw him raise the gum rs if TO discharge 1t in the
air, Turning TO look on his son, NJ the 'nslnni he
saw INN raise his piece and take deliberate ann al
the man on the rock. Before he could speak, both
guns mingled their sound, in a Simultaneous dis
charge The man on the rock gave sudden spring,
and turned his oace, The horror stricken paren
heard his son exclsim, 81 all the luties ! have
mistaken nv man > aud then saw him dash into
the hrushwnod, through which he took circuitous
route to where the body was lying The appalled,
father heard Young Blair utter cry OF terror, as
he rushed down The hill, and he Knew 'ha', the
Youth supposed himself the accidental murder er.
All this happened in a m'nule's time Inc OLD
man saw it ALL Can il be wondered al II he shrunk
from exposing the crime of his first born Is It
strange thai, thinking the violent death Of his
neghbor would be considered accidental, he shu.
himseIfup. and there pined, with concealed sorrow,
ignorant of all that passed between the fearful day
Of his sons guilt and that scarce less awful night.
when the murderer sought to marry the orphan Of
his victim?
| Gentle reader-supposc six years to have
passed and permit me to change the scene from
the Androsccggin, to the drawing room OF a
wealthy and promising young lawyer, IN Bo'.
ton. 1t was elegantly furnishcd-b anu
prints Law about, though center tables were
no, then in lashlon-numcrous paintings,
which the connoisseu pronounced as gems
! lined the wall, and rich BRUSSELS carpet
covered the floor. Before the fire, which
burned chcerfully Oh the marble hearth. sat
a lady habted in black satin dress. Sh9
was reading in a largo easy char. win one
! little foot resting on an ottoman ana the
other half buried in the nap OF superb rug
SO elegantly rounded was her form, snd SO
smooth was her cheek, that it would seen
almost impossible that she could be tie moth
or Of the beautiful children, who sat little
back, playing on the carpet One iint
manly boy, of four years, with dark curly nan
bright black eyes, a bold forehead, and a II os'
mschicvious smile, conirasted beautifully
with the little girl at his feet, IN PINK lrocR
and white panialcls, who raised her soft blut
eyes and shook back her sunny HAIR, with
such graceful motion, as the baby man
4 strovc TO make her understand an assertion he
had been making.
Mamma. mamma, is not sister named
after you?' cried the little fellow, running 10
the ladv by the fire, and leaning across Ter
lap, while the little girl clambered up behlnd
her seat, and putting her tiny hand on the
comb which confined her mothers hair' pen
her ROSY face over, and whispered coaxinglj
Mamma. may 2
Before the mother could answer, the cont
was brandshed in the air, and down came
shower eff glossy tresses over her wrough
) lace cape.
.Oh Grace, you rogue exclaimed TIT
mother. reaching her hand back, and paltinl
the little girls cheek well. master HAIR.
wha, were you inquiring Of me-
Only, mamma-,' tho sentence was no
finished, for that moment the door opened
and our old friend Henry Blair, entered. Th
children ran forward to meet him, and HI
beautiful wife stood blushing, and Iaughln!
at the figure she made, with her hair hanging
like Il veil almost to her feet.
Blair seemed uncommonly serious. lie tool
seat, and lifting the little girl TO his kne
7 kissed her and then turning TO his wife, said
2 Grace, you know was called upon to adVo
cate the cause of man imprisoned on Varlou
charges of forgery his trial is over
/, And what is the result p inquired Grace
y stopping on her way to the 9 ass.
tie is conv cted. and sentenced, on the dit
fercnt indictments, to twelve years in the stat
prison; but you know this person Grace hi
- name is not French, but
james Hinman?' exclaimed Grace. drop
ping the hair she had gathered up, and draw
: ing close to her husband, as if there wa
danger in the name.
1T is no other replied Blair, 'bul he is s
e much altered in appearance. you would hardl
know hlm.'
4 hope his father and dear Nancy will nc
hear o his arrest said the wife, seating hei
e self and gazing thoughlfuy on the fire; 'ba
Il as he was. they loved him; and now the oil
| man is growing more happy, and Nancy
married,it would entirely unse,llo them agal'
His change of name will prevent his lri'
Getting abroad replied Blair, but his wi
did not hear him ; her thoughts were with 1t
v fathers grave, on the banks of the Andres
coggn.