CHAPTER K. ''Who, that mid a deserts heat Sees the waters fade away, Would not rather die than meet Streams again as false as they :'
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WRECKED in hopes, and conscious i'll mind, from nature and circumstances, that 1 was now rendered being unfit for the hustle and business of society, yet, as by a mechanical impulse, l returned to the scene of my studies; studies destined to fit me for profession 1 had resolved to abandon as soon as l came of age. l knew that my fortune would be considerable, even after my sisters portion was paid out of t and what object of ambition remllded on earth that could make inc wish to augment 1t?

 For many and many month day follow ed day in cheerless and pleasureless success sion; and night was to me season of sleep less regret, for my mseries were aggravated by the shattered state of my naturally too irritable nerves. l made several determin- ed efforts to rid myself of this nightmare oi the iaagnationi but in vain; and resolved in memory Of Anna Singleton, to wear blaca for the remainder of my life--a resolution have never once even broken through ol regretted.

 Summing society, and shutting myself al most altogether up from the ongoings of life felt myself among mankind but scarcely 0 them; and know not how long this slate 0 secluson had continued; had not been re called to myself and the world by sense c l flial duty.