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felt that he was a curse and a misery to his family, and that his absence would be a positive blessing to them.

He dared not communicate the step he had taken to his poor wife, or even to see her, and he left his native place without seeing his family, leaving a letter to explain bis situation.

Elisa was completely stunned by the blow, and his mother, who had long been in delicate health, took to her bed and became alarmingly ill. Under these afflicting circumstances, when Elisa was unable to work, owing to her approaching confinement, and the dumb girl wholly occupied in attending the two invalids, their sorrows were even aggravated by the privations of want.

A brother soldier of Giacomo's received a letter from home, and, in it was mentioned, that Giacomo's wife and mother were dying. The soldier inadvertently spoke of this to the wretched man, but repented his rashness when he marked the effect of his communication. Giacomo, however, soon quelled his feelings, and appeared to think little on the subject, till one morning he was missing. All his companions conjectured the truth, and all pitied him ; they were qnestioned and compelled to speak their thoughts. Hence the melancholy scene of his speedy arrest, which we have before described. It may be as well to finish the adventures of this unhappy young man in this place.

He was taken to head-quarters, tried and condemned. Every one knew his story, and the court-martial grieved much for him, but justice cannot be subservient to pity. The day arrived for his sentence to be executed, and on the morning of that day Elisa had reached him, and was permitted to remain with bim till the appointed hour. That fearful hour came, and Giacomo was led forth to the destined spot, and his wife quietly followed one of the soldier's wives to her apartment, and pretended to sleep. The woman, seeing her so calm, went out on some business, and the moment she was out of sight, Elisa stole from the house, and fled in the direction of the place of execution. The deserter was kneeling,


in momentary expectation of his fate, with his eyes bandaged, and surrounded by hundreds of spectators. At length the fatal signal was given, and, at the same instant, Elisa was clinging about Giacomo's neck! No one had seen her approach-no one knew from whence she came ! A shudder ran through the crowd, and all eyes were averted from the terrible sight. The order to fire had been promptly obeyed, and the husband and wife fell together to the earth without a sound !

Teresa had left the cottage of these poor people, accompanied by her nurse and child, soon after the arrest of Giacomo, and she returned home, there to await intelligence respecting her friend Jessy Bentley.

She remembered that Sedley had been silent on the subject of his haste and agitation when she first encountered him hurrying along the banks of the lake, and, from this studied silence, she augured something more frightful than she had yet conjectured. Had the unfortunate maniac destroyed herself? At this thought Teresa shuddered, and strove to hope it was anything but that. At length her husband returned, accompanied by Sir Herbert Sedley. Both looked pale and agitated, and St. John, referring Teresa to Sedley for information, hurried from the room.


“ For all delights are shadows now.”

“ Art thou not void of guile,
A lovely soul formed to be blest and bless ?
A well of sealed and secret happiness,
Whose waters like blithe light and music are,
Vanquishing dissonance and gloom? A star
Which moves not in the moving heavens, alone ?
A smile amid dark frowns? A gentle tone
Amid rude voices ? A beloved light?
A solitude, a refuge, a delight ?
A lute, which those whom love has taught to play
Make music on, to soothe the roughest day
And lull fond grief asleep? A buried treasure ?
A cradle of young thoughts, a wingless pleasure ?
A violet-shrouded grave of woe? I measure
The world of fancies, seeking one like thee,
And find, alas ! mine own infirmity."


TERESA and Sedley were silent for some moments. Teresa dared not ask the truth, and

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