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Ai30 StCODQS tGU lHGHl--tne moment O1 suspense was agonizing. The word was given--they fired, and my friend R. tot tered and fell to the ground, never to rise again.

 ] flew to him, and flung myself down be- side him, raising his head with my arm.- The ball had struck him, as if directed with the most murderous duellist's aim, between the lowest rib and the hip joint. He was bleeding inwardly, the damp of death was already on his face, and the glassiness of his eye showed that 1t was soon to close forev- CT. Oh horrible, horrible, is such sieht. He held out hand to me and to his cousin and murmured, ''i expected 1t would end thus;" then disengaging his hand from me, he put it in his bosom, and pulled forth two little packets. "These, these,o he falter- ed, ]" for my sister and my mo Oh tod! be mercilul-comfort her, comfort her. my friend--farewelp' The blood gushed up his throat from the inward wound, can describe no more; we bore away the llieless s* body from :. the ground.

 Who shall paint, or by what similitude shall be conveyed even slight idea of the misery unutterabie-the fearless agony the swelling of the heart that will not burst and end the pain-the burning sword within the bosom, that tortures but will not kill the intensity of grief that overwhelmed that widowed mother, when by cautious and slow degrees the full extent of her calamity was made known to heri Her eldest born, that first lay upon her bosom and drew suck her consolation in her former great sorrow her hope, her pride, her joy; he whom she had iatel y watched upon his bed of sickness, and had seen snatched from the jaws of death; he to whose renown she looked as the honor of her old age, was dead dead and lost to her-to all, not by the visitation of God, but by the hand of villain who had slandered him, and before whom he then stood up to be slain Many night Tn darkness she paced about her room, trying to say, "Thy will be done, o Lord ," but the words stuck in her throat, for she could not reconcile her soul 10 what had happened. At length, however, came tears and resignation, and she confessed be- fore high Heaven, that her heart had been too proud of her son, and that the chastse- ment, bitter, bitter as 1t was, and almost killing, yet was just Nor was she left without comfort and support Never be- fore had she felt in its full extent the excel lent spirit of that noble girl her daughter, who, like an angel ia lovelness, and pity, and affection, tended her in hor aistfese, and hid her own griefs, [weeping Tn secret ) that she might the better support her mo- ther.

 There was but one of the family whose heart was not softened by this terrible visi- tation. Ii was the brother, to whom my unfortunate friend had written long ac- count of the whole course of affairs which led to the duel. To say he had loved the brother he had thus cruelty lost, Is nothing

 he idolIzed him--he was his guide, his instructor, his friend. If Richard R. had had thousand lives, he would have given them all, to save that which was lost. The death of Charles utterly changed his nature in an hour. He read the long letter which had been written for hlm, and thencefor- ward, he seemed as a man of iron, or mar ble. He came to town immediately, and as soon as his brothers funeral was over, asked me, with stern coldness that amaz- ed me, number of questions about H. 1 could tell him very little beyond what the reader of these pages is acquainted with, except that immediately after the duel he had set off for France. In two or three days Richard R. came back to me.

 "I have found out good dealabout that murderer" he said "he is in Paris, and will be back in two months, if if seem safe for him then to return. Of course no im- pediment will be placed in his way. have found out too, that for six weeks preceding my brothers murder, he went every second day to shooting exercise ground, and practised with the pistol; he was sure of hitting any thing" All this was said with dry ferceness that confounded me- " FarewelI,'' said he, pressing my hand in his iron grasp, "I shall come back to town | in two months. and shall then see you"

 saw him before that time, when I visit ed his mother, but his manner was still the same. At the end of the two months he came 10 London. After the first saluta- tions were over, "Mr H." he said, "re- turned to London yesterday"

 How do you knowl" l asked.

 "f have had him watched" he replied.

 .' oti rnearI, then, io nave him arrested and tried," observed, with some anxiety.

 Mo-" he answered :" arrested do mean he shall be, but not tried-at least not at any earthly bar"

 "Good heaven! what do you mean to dol" I said; "I do not understand you; what do You mean fn do with respect to