a The man who lays bis hand,
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esThe man who lays bis hand,

 Save in the way of kindness, on woman, Is a wretch, whom 'twere base fiattery to

 call coward"

 "I know not what followed this act of brutality," cried Wargrave, rousing himself. !" have faint remembrance of kneelIng and imploring, and offering the sacrifice of my life in atonement for such ingratitude. But have very strong one of the patient ;inniobility which, from that moment, poor Mary assumed in my presence. She jest ed no more; she never laughed agaln. What worlds would have given had she remonstrated-d defended herself-resented the injury! But no from that fatal night, like the enchanted princess in the story, she became converted into marble, whenever her husband approached her. fancied- so conscious are the guilty-that she be- trayed an apprehension of leaving our child in the room alone with me. Perhaps she thought me mad She was right. The brief insanity inspired by wine had alone caused me to raise my hand against her"

 Concluded ID our aeet.