The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 72: what you’re looking at

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_ ness, had at first shaken his youtpful faculties ; of his murderer, were en ee upon his mind in ineffaceable characters of blood. The assassin, memory with very certain indications; one cir~ 40 MYSTERIES ' 7 | . a . iy } of his two daughters. When Clara recalled these © events, she was convinced that her father wished — to relieve himself from those cares which their tender age demanded, and thathe was influeoced. by mysterious reasons, to send them to the me- — tropolis. When tho psc penean waa first made to the mother o! Stephen, she had been but a short time a widow, and was overwnelmed with affliction at sg terrible a catastrophe, whieh had — bere?t her of herhusband. Hs had been murder- ed!~ She received her nieces with kindness, but with comparatively small interest at first; but ag” her grief wasin some degree allayed, she could not but appresiate the charming disposition with whieh the two sisters were endowed. They were _ like, yes unlike in ths warmth and generosity - of their nature. walikes in the peculiar organi- — zation of their minds, and in the shading of their character. | Stephen Macnab was not behind his mother in 4 affection for his fair cousins. The death of his father. of which he had been the gecifiental wit- but he had seon recovered from the shock, and | the lapse of years had now removed all the effects of the calamity upon his intellect. But the re- membranes of his murdered father, and the image whom he had seen for an instant, in consequence of the fall of his mask, was not stamped upon his. cumstance, however, was still haininoue eke 4 the form of a tall, robust, and supple are,’ with: s a . contgnoaae