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hand, I mounted what wa more likely to prove a purchase than a 

 loan, and, instituting proper enquiries respecting the road, soon left 

 the hamlet behind me. 



To shorten my story, travelling with no small expedition, I reached 

 the post town named, if I recollect rightly, Oiienstein, and leaving my 

 hackney, with proper directions as to the return of my deposit, three 

 fourth of which I expected to be deducted for the hire, engaged a con- 

 veyance to carry me to the city of B , where I had friends. 



About the middle of the following day, I arrived at the last mentioned 

 place, and made known all the casualties to which I had been sub- 

 jected. 



My story made a considerable stir in the district, and the police 

 received immediate orders to take all the parties criminated into cus- 

 tody. When, however, they proceeded to Walberg's country resi- 

 dence, they found the house empty, and all readily portable effects 

 of its late inmates removed. A search was commenced throughout 

 the province, which for some time was industriously carried on ; but 

 no clue was found to their place of concealment. They had conduct- 

 ed their operations so ingeniously, that, although many instances were 

 recollected, no decisive proof could be adduced of their frequent rob- 

 beries, and deeper acts of guilt. 



At P , the exposure of Walberg's criminality created much 



astonishment : his way of life was of course utterly unsuspected ; and 

 the respectable style in which he lived, the apparent high character of 

 his establishment, and its principal members, had induced many of 

 the residents to form so high an opinion of the whole, as to seek the 

 companionship of himself and sister, in preference even to that of 

 others of their acquaintance. The effect upon myself was less active ; 

 as it only served to increase my habitual caution, and add to my con- 

 stitutional distrust of appearances, even after the prepossession of 

 others would have ripened into entire satisfaction. 



The house in P , to which I had been first introduced, remained 



uninhabited for some time ; but, at last according to accounts re- 

 ceived afterwards for some short time subsequent to the events de- 

 tailed, business recalled me to England the only existing, tangible 



memento of Paul de Walberg passed into fresh and less exception- 

 able hands. HARGRAVE JENNINGS. 



SONNET. THE SOLACE. 



I SAW the band of sweet Spring flowers they wove 



On a sunny morning down the grassy lea, 



I heard a whispered word of given love, 



And I gave heaven thanks such joy should be ; 



I saw the band of sweet Spring flowers broken 



In the wind of Autumn down the darkling wold,. 



I heard the moan of all that had been spoken, 



Of one was left there, lonely, in the cold ; 



And I had mourned, but even from the ghost 



Of joy departed there arose a voice 



Which, 'mid the mourning of the loved and lost, 



Had under music that yet bid rojoice, 



And then I knew that beauty could not die 



While love yet mingleth with our memory. 



R. 



