No. 10.
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and then as if her returning faculties had


vanished away, she turned again to her only


objects of earthly affection and held out to


the eldest the fatal phial. Drink it julia


1t will satisfy your hunger DO you drink
| ilrst, mamma, you must be hungry too; my


little sister and myself will share what is


left, said julia. oh yes added the young


est, we will not taste it until you have drank


as much as yeu want; drink mammal sPoor


little innocents,' breathed the mother. as she


turned her head aside, how affectionate to
the last. Alas! they know not of this deed,


at which shudderi and shall hesitate Oh
any brain! my brain, but it must be donc.'
| And she raised the phial and drank then gave


it to the children. who took it, trembling
whiie they looked upon the pale faced, agit-


ated mother. Drink, it is good, my child,'
returned Harriet, and Julia too urged her
sister, Doyou think, Jane, mamma, who
loves us so much, would give it to us If 1t was


not gootl" The poor child tasted, and then


drank and gave it to Julia, whose eyes were
still fixed upon her mother whose head, re-


clined upon her hand while her eyes rolled


convuls velv around. sYou are sick mama,'


said she. Nay replied Harriel, drink my
dear, and lie down on the grass; we Will all
sleep uAtil some one comes to take us home.'


The poor child hesitated, and turning she


saw that her sisters eyes were closed beside


her. and that her mother began to dose. She
bent overthem, laid Jane on her mothers boz
som, wiped away tear, and said to herself,
III drink perhaps should sleep too. will


sit, and watch my mother and little Jane


till they awake; and she sat long time


gazing on them; and then she gathered


bunch of wild flowers, and amused herself


in stringing them until it grew dark.


That piuhf ,ync of he StOrmV


that ever visited the valley, the clouds gath


cred from every quarter of the heavens, and
burst in torrents on the tree tops. When 1t


began to rain Julia tried to rouse her mother


AMI sister from their sleep, but tried and tri-


ed in vain. She felt that they were cold and


stiff, but she knew not, she never heard OF
DEATH 1t was strange unusual leep. she
\ thought, but she could not rosse them-at
last she resolved to run to the cottage and
bring her father to assist in CARRYING them
| The lightning flashed fearfullv the thunder,


burst in frequent and tremendous prals. and
several times she returned terrified almost
to death, renewed her attempt to rouse from


the deep cold changeless sleep of death her


mother and little Jane. At last the terrors
of her situation triutnphed over those of the


storm, and the darkness; and she reached the
cottage She found her father lying insensi-
Bile by the door; she reused him up at last,
but in his deep intoxication he cursed her
and her mother, bidding them begone. She
then tried to get him into the house and sue
cccdcd. The cxertion brought him little
to his senses, and he asked for Harriet, and
swore he would kill her for not getting him
in before. When she told him she was a.
sleep in the mountain; and begged him to go
and help her wake her mother and sister,
he became furious, and pushed her out at
the door, bidding her go and sleep with them
if she liked it,


The innocent little sufferer, went weeping
bitterly through all the storm, back to the
place where she had left her only friends,
ligh ed on her way bv the soaring flashes OF
lightning. There she remained through the
long and dreary night, and was found in the
morning living OH the cold bosom OF her de-
parted mother, drenched with rain, nearly
furnished with hunger, and almost dead,
They took her over to the settlement on the
river; but she died in a few daysin a deliri-
Gus fever, asking constantly whether her
dear mother and sister had awakened yet
Lawrence, when reason was restored to him,
fled like mad,nan from his wretched hab-
itation, and the mother and children were
buried in one grave at the foot of the garden,
un Ter a willow tree. No certain tidings of
him were ever heard afterwards; but it has
often been said, that, previous to every vio-
lent storm. MYSTERIOUS nOfSeHlaH is seen
traversng the country round, and pausing
with frantic gestures in the summit of every
knoll that overlooks the ruins of the cottage,
and seems like a wandering ghost haunting
with fearful apprehensions the scenes which
his crimes have rendered desolate forever.
And shrieks, too, have often been heard to
mingle with the shrill voice of the tempest,
as it blows through the lofty trees around
the level graves of the unhappy Nevilles.


But the storm has cleared away, said old
Essclwolff, since began my story; and it
was not Lawrence Neville an the coal black
horse saw upon the Pine Bluff, an hour ago,
he continued. looking significantly a. a tall,
gsnteel but shrinking figure, who, while all
were listening to the pathetic narrative, had
dismounted from his her.', and stolen in a.
mopg them. 1t was he who had come over
the hill, who had paused SO long upon its
brow in the early twilight-it was Juliet's
lover.


That sweet girl had listened to the tate of
the Nevlls with trembling anxiety, had wept
over it. and it was no wonder thatit produced
on her mind an effect instantaneous and pow
erful. It seemed to her like flash of light
on the very road she was herself pursuing.
She had encouraged, in the feelings of her
Young and ardent affections, the address of