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and appealed more strongly to her affec.

Dewrle had unfolded his heart, and offer
ed it on the shrine of her affections. The
offering was not disdained, end the record
of their devotion and their vows was wit
messed above. 81 -,
The storm of war seemed to be rapidly
gathering over the colonies, and Robert
Dewrie found himself more and more al
ienated from the sympathies and views Of
Colonel Powell. 1t was a sad thought,
but his soul was too elevated. his patriot
ism too noble, to he seduced from his duty
even by the silken lure of love.
The young patriots open heart could
not conceal entirely the Joys which ami
mated it, and Waldeck was led to supect
the fact. By the adoption of a system of
espionage. he had satisfied himself that
Robert Dewrie was the rival most to be
dreaded in his conquest of Amelia Pow
ellis heart. On the preceding night he
had followed him to Queen Street, and
revealed to the astonished father the dis
agreeable truth. which had enabled him
to surprise the lovers.
Amelia, with sad heart, had seated
herself in the sitting room The book
she held, received no share of her atten-
ton. Her mind was overshadowed with
anxiety for her lover. As she was thus
bordering her cloudeI prospects, her faith
er, who had just returned from the gold
smiths shop, entered the apartment
From the events Of the previous night,
she expected to be treated with cold stern
ness; but to her Surprise, he greeted her
with even more than usual gentleness, and
imprinted fatherly kiss of affection on
her cheek.
"You look pale this morning. Amelia;
you are i'll p said Colonel Powell, in
tone of solicitude for whatever his faults,
whatever the peculiarities of his nature,
he loved his daughter, his only child,
with an earnest devotion.
''No, father, l am quite we'll" replied
Amelia, and the tears gathered in her
eyes-her fathers gentlenesS had melte,,
her tender heart.
"What ails you, child? Why these
tears ?" and the fond father wiped away
the reproaching drops.
"Forgive me, father; forgive me that
l offended you last night
may, think no more of it, Amelia
forget him, he is unworthy your love-"
ado not say so, father; love him
fondly, truly"
Colonel Powell was distressed to find
that the affair of the previous evening,
which he had interrupted, was not an idle
Irritation, as he had anxiously hoped. He
saw with the deepest solicitude the inroads
which single night of sorrow had made.
Whatever his own prejudices against the
union of his daughter with hot-headed
rebel, the event was now rendered impos-
sible by the infamy of the young patriot.
His experience of woman's heart clearly
indicated the danger of crossing fond
anil tender affection like that of his be-
loved daughter.
II trust, my child. you have not ire
trieyably bestowed your Affections upon
this young man." said Colonel Powell,
after long pause in which the painful
realities of his daughters position had
rapidly fitted through his mind.
Amelia made no reply, but gazed with
look of inexpresSible anxiety into the
face of her father. Il -..;t..
''You must forget him, Amelia, you
must, indeed he is utterly unworthy of
you, said Colonel Powell, in sorrowful
tone.
'No. father. he is all that is manly,
true and Just. I love him for his virtues,
for his pure and noble nature. You can
not know him, father /; you are prejudiced
against him." pleaded Amelia from the
mine of tenderness in her heart.
81 grieve for you, my daughter but
recent events have disclosed his true char
acter. Ifbe were different man, l might
look with favor upon him.
"What do you mean, father !? What
recent events ? Do you refer to the Bat
tie. of Lexington His heart is true to
his country if he is at fault, it is because
he has been misguided. Do not condemn
him for that -o.-,,
"Alas, my child, he is even worse than
a traitor to his country" n .,-.,yy
''Do not wound me with these dark
words. Tell me all I know he is inca;
pable of any baseness." ~. t., go.
Your heart deceives you. Amelia
The man you love is murderer y
ga murderer no, father, no You
wrong him." and the devoted girl clasped
with convulsive energy, the hand of her
father.
"It is too true. my child-may God
be .merciful to you-basely and cruelty
Robert Dewrie has taken the life of his
own uncle % r8rrs1.a1 4
The cheek of the stricken daughter
blanced, and her frame trembled with the
violence of her emotions With painful
effort she maintained her composure. while
Colonel Powell narrated the revolving
particulars of the tragedy at the gold
smiths. The suspicious circumstances
which had criminsted her lover, were
placed in the most heart-rending minute
ness before her. But she, still fond and
true, refused to believe any i'll of him.
whose honor and happiness were all in
all to her. With an inward determine
ton to cling to him in his hour Of peril,
as she he had when his sky had been
comparatively bright. she heard the con-
clusion of the terrible relation. Allithis
might be the ipyention Of his enemies;-l
They might have conspired to ruin him.
Yet, With the evidence so pspably against