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116 ALFRED DE ROSANN. in two memories only—let us each carry it to the tomb. And when you lead your destined bride to the altar, recollect, De Rosann, that there is one in the world who gives you her blessing, and who will offer up prayers for your future happiness. My heart 1s now relieved of a heavy load—lI feel calmer than I have done for some days past—my feelings are less acute— my mind is less agitated. And now let me conclude with a prayer that you will not think the worse of me, for having been obliged to explain my emotions, and to unveil the secrets of my soul.’’ “Think the worse of you, Miss Robson!’’ ejacu- lated our hero, astonished at the supposition. ‘I ad- mire your character, and the mingled delicacy and firmness of your mind, the more I hear you speak, and the more I become acquainted with your thoughts. And, O! pardon -the occasional levity, the frequent absence of mind, which have thus imposed upon you; and let me breathe a supplication to you not to ima- gine that I was wilfully guilty of an action the most cowardly and the most base! Had I neverseen Eloise —or had I seen you first, Miss Robson—it might have been different: God only can look into the future— God only can judge of what would have happened ;— the evil of to-day is sufficient for us to know.’’ ‘¢ Say no more upon the subject,’’ cried Selina : “ let us give each other a promise of friendship—and | must endeavour to content myself with that chilling appellation of what I feel. From this moment forget the past—and persuade yourself that the adventures of the last hour are a dream—a baseless vision.’ ‘¢ Farewell for the present,’’ said De Rosann, anxious to return home to compose the agitation of his mind : ‘and when next we meet, we encounter each other as friends. Adieu??? On his return to his hotel, when he entered his sit- ting-room, he found a note lying upon the table. He hastily opened it, and read as follows :— ** A dying man, who is anxious to make his peace Gomichbooks;com