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Kent again approached the cottage of Nc.
Greggor. AS he neared the house, he as
stunned an air of carelessness, gaiety and
happiness. He espied Agnes in her little
flower garden and approached her.
Ia! my pretty Agnes. your flowers are
indeed beautiful, but the flower carefully
watch over is fairer than yours
Agnes raised her eyes as Kent's voice
fell on her ear, and as she beheld him, her
first impulse was to escape from his pres
encc. He stood near the gate, and, as she
attempted to pass, he would have flung his
arms about her waist. She started back,
and with a look and tone that made him
tremble, she exclained
leave me, murderer! even now the
blood of the innocent stains your hands -
Away, villain, and let me pass!
NAY, dearest Agnes, do not thus cruelty
leave me. Surely some wild and strange
demon has deprived you of reason. Do you
not know your Charles ?
Charles Kent, know you, and des-
pise you
But, dearest, do not be angry, and with.
out cause. Let me receive from your lips
the token of forgiveness said he, again adj
vancing upon her.
Away, fiend advance no further, or I
will take your hearts blood J! This was
uttered with look of defiance, and she
drew from her bosom dagger, which she
had worn upon her person since that fearful
night.
Kent was surprised, He fell back, and
with naughty bearing and proud step,
Agnes passed the open gate, and entered the
house.
McGreggor was on the distant Hillside,
and Agnes was alone in the cottage, yet
she feared not the cowardly Kent. He
found it impossible to accomplish his pur.
pose, and therefore departed.
The morrow came. The sun was fast
sinking behind pile of azure clouds in the
western horizon, when two canoes touched
the floating island Edward met the
beautiful shephtrdcss beneath noble oak,
their place of meeting. Soon they were
startled by the sound Of approaching foot.
steps. Edward turned, and. as he did so,
received deep wound in his left arm,
near his breast. Kent was before him, and
as he was about to thrust his rapicr into his
bosom, Agnes threw herself upon Edwards
body, exclaiming:
Spare him, and let me receive the blow.
With a fiendish laugh, he raised the weap
on and was about to thrust it deep into his
heart, when suddenly his hand was drawn
back by female, who at that moment ap
peared on the spot. This mysterious be-
ing seized him, exclaiming:
Come, Charles, come to the bosom oil
your bride. Mary awaits to receive YOU
Come said she in tone of love; then with
a wild, piercing shrek, she plunged into
the lake, and dragged along with her the
hor}or-stricken murderer. One sthed shrek
escaped his lips, and the forms Of both sank
below the surface.
McFail had recovered from the shock
and was about to snatch them from watery
grave, but he was too late they had SUM,
never again to rise.
From lofty peak the poor maniac hac
seen Charles as he landed upon the island
had followed, and she it was who preserved
the life of Edward.
Agnes staunched Edwards wounds, anC
they hurriedly embarked.
Months quickly fled. Again it was au
tumn. The sere foliage rustled, and tn
wthered leaves fell.
1t was on such an evening as that Oh
which we first bcheld the fair Agnes.
Now in the shepherds cottage was a seen
Of rejoicing. Agnes became the wife o
Edward McFai. The aged father nov
lies buried in little church,yard in Perth
shire.
BY perscvering industry, Edward nccu
mulated wealth, and now, with lis still beau
tiful wife, resides in a lovely cottage on tn
banks Of the Clyde.