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and officers were in pursuit of the
thieves. In vain No gold was to
he recovercd-no thieves were caught.
The fever of excitement lntQ winch
Adam was threwn.ly his misforfine
caused him a 6t. Of illness. For a
week he laid groaning on a bed Of
nain and despair. All this time his
afianced, the false Matilda, never
visited him. But Rose, the faithful
devoted Rose, was always by his side
to soothe and console him, and PIC
-,nre happier times:
Immediately on his recovery Adam
betool1 himself to Mr.. Moore's house
Still unwilling TO believe Matilda
faithless, he went to pour out his sor;
row in her sympathizing ear and tc
assure her Of his unchanging affec!
stion. Matilda's forbidding aspect
chilled his heart %.shs regarded him
rs if he had been SOME unfortunate
person whom she had seen sone,
where, and of whom she retained
remarkably disagreeable recollec.
tions. Adams eyes were opened
to his folly, AID he reproached hel
bitterly.
Mt another word, sir' cried
Matilda haughrily, interrupting his
complaint eff you have been decelv-
ed in nle-I have been deceived IN
goss. 1t is best for us never to nceet
again. Good bye"
Adam staggered home. He threw
himself. groaning upon seat: Poor
Rose-scarcely less afflicted than
himself-knelt down by his side, and
begged him to tell his sist.r' w a
had happened. Adam pressed hel
hand to.his bosom, and his:tears fell
on her glossy tresses, while to. that
one sy"Ipathizins heart he offered bis
own, and laid bare all his grief
Meantime, poor Rose wept, but she
could. not. speak, and withdrawing
herself from his embrace, she hasten
ed 10 her chamber.
That night Adam slept soundlyr
and awoke in the morning, more
nearly reconciled to his lot than he
had been before. He rubbed his
eyes he smiled, as, recalling a dream
he had had, he made a resolution to
regret his gold mo more, to forget the
false Matilda, aid moreover, to be a
man again. He rubbed his eyes, we
say but as soon as he got them fairly
open, the smile vanished from his
lips, and he started in astonishment
at some object on the lid of his chest
Eager, trembling he sprang forward
he seized it-he pressed it-he laugh
ed dhysterically-hi countenance gleam.
ed wild with joy-for his gold was in
his grasp.
And pinned to the precious BAG
was slip OF paper, on which, in a
we'll known hand, were written the
following words: -
Forgive me, dear Adam-my
dear brother I am the cause ofyoal
so. row-I took the gold. I thought
I was acting solely for your good
Now if you wish to marry Matilda.
YOU can. for she will accept you. l
know have acted unwisely-wrong-
ly,-but forgive your poor sister,
whom you will never see again i
Adam YVES too much oyepoyed' To
read more than half the note.
Forgive you-darling he cried,
almost cut of his senses. Forgive
yon-n.v guardian angel! Yes, and
bless you too T. he mnitered, rush
Sfe .ro.a t;;,- oln. Where's Rose =
he ,iemaniic,i Of .i;e old ioust;;;eeI'cr.
Eose ;a, MOI yel appeared. B"ln
lag with lina5itnce, Adam sent thc
ol, lady to calher In a minute she
ca.I.e back. pale with CONSERVATION,
,iecl..iag !ntr, Pose was gone.
.Aelam. r-roverin3 from tie shack this
intelligence, had oecasioncd him. llew
b.ck to his room, ocl:ed up the gold,
and set out Immediately in pursuit
OF Rose, who he felt sure, Lad taken
refuge with some friends Of tile fam
iy in Maplegrove On the way, also,
Adam had plenty Of time to reflect,
and on arriving at Maplegrove, his
mind was fully made up with regard
to what he ought to do.
Roses friends could moi: deny that
she had that day arrived at their
house. Adam demanded to see her,
and his request was not to be refused.
And poor Rose, with swollen eyes,
and a face that was deathly pale, at
length made her appearance, tremb-
ling with apprehension.
9Say you are not angry with me
she f,liered, raising her eyes timidly
to 4dans lace" say you are not
angry =
Angry, with you, my angel? No,
indeed r~ cried Adam, folding her in
his arms. And yet it is my duty
to make you u prisoner--now don't
tremble-a prisoner for life, mean |!
Not for stealing lny gold, you rogue,
but for stealing your stupid Adams
heart !"
And Rose-peor, silly, blushing
Rose-yieitled herself without a strsg-
gle, and Adam took her home in
triumph.
And:not long after he took her TO
another home, aud prepared foi the
dearest little wife in the world a hap
py home, which was the envy Of all
Muddy brook, and an eyesore to Miss
Matilda Moore for ever and ever.
The Nice Young Man.