eisiie9 toohiuS up tO ittdfeD. ab men forgotten ln dungeons have lived miseT- able long without food, so did lie, and so he would have done, on and on to the most far off funeral day. From that one chair close te the bed side he never rose. Night after night, when all the vale was hushed, he never slept. Thro' one of the midnights there had been a great thunder storm, the lightning slllit- ing cliff close te the cottage; but t seemed that he heard it not: and du- ring the floods of the next day, to him the roaring vale was si.ent.-On the morning of the funeral, the old people flor now they seemed to be old-wept to see him sitting unconscious beside 1 their dead child--for each of the few remaining hours had now its own office. and d man had come, to nail down the coffin. Three large specks suddenly a. lighted on the face of the corpse-and then of and on--and away--and re- turnlng-was heard the buzzing cf large bell flies, attracted by beauty in its corruption, sila, ha P starting up. he credln horror. 9tWhat birds of prey are these, whom Satan has sent to de- sour the corpse?" He became stricken With sort ofpalsy, and beingled out to the open air, was laid down, seemingly as dead as her within, on the green da- sled turf, where beneath the shadow of the sycamore they had so often set bul- ding up beautiful visions of long bliss ful life. .

 The company assembled but not be- fore his eyes the bier was lifted up and moved away down the sylvan slope. and away round the head of the lake, and over the wooden bridge, accompanied here and there, as 1t passed the way side houses on the road to Grassmere, by the sound of psalms-but he saw, he heard not--when the last sound of the spade rebounded from fhe smooth arch of the grave, he was not by, but all the . while was laying where they left him, with one or two plying dalesman at his head and feet. When he awoke apain and rose up, the cottage of the Foldwas as 'ia ssiee. had had never been borIl--tor si,e had vanquished forever and aye, and her sixteen years smiling life was all ex- Iitinguished in the dusti

 Weeks and months passed on, and stiii there was vacant wiidness in his eyes, and a mortal ghastlness over his. lace, inexpensive of reasonable soul. It scarcelyseemed that he knew where he was, orin what part of the earth, vet when left by himself, he never sought to move beyond the boundaries of the

 Fold. During the first faint glimmer- ing of returning reason, he would utter her name over and over many many times, with mournful voice, but still he knew not that she was dead-then' he began to caution them to tread softly for that sleep had fallen upon her, and her fever in its blessed balm, might a., bate; then with groans too affecting to. be borne by those who heard them, he woeid ask, why, since she is dead, God had the cruelty to keep him, her hus- band in life; and finally, and last of all, he imagined himself in Grassmcre Churchyyara, and claspingg alittle mound on the green, which it was evident he thought was her grave; he wept overit flor hours and hours, and kissed it, and placed a stone at it's head, and some times all at once broke into fits of laugh ter, till the hideors fainting fits return led, and after long convulsions, left him lying as ifstone dead. As for his bodily frame, when Lucy's father lifted 1t upin hisarms, little heavier was it thana bun 1 de of withered fern. Nobody suppos- ed that one so miserabiyattenuated and ghost like, could for many days be alive, yet not till the earth had revolved se- ven times round the sun, did that body die, and then 1t was buried far far away from the Fold, the banks of Reydal wa ter, and the sweet mountains of West moreland;ior after passing like shad- ow through many foreign lands, he ceas- ed his pilgrimage in Palestine, even beneath the shadow Of Mount Sion. and was laid with a lock of beautiful hair. which from the placei it held, strangers knew to have belonged to one dearly beloved--close to his heart on which it 1 had iain so iong, and was to mouider a. way i'll darkness together, by christian hand and a christian sepuIchre.

 From the 3rd uolume cf sataftiet, pp. 7o.