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struggle of ‘mortal conflict.) Disease ‘and death» hadesparedhim,-and, 
boldly forward in the cause of right, repelling anarchy and»wrong with 
steady might and-vigilance, he. and his fellows triumphed, and after a 
lapse the dove:-again’ spread her pinions over the land.) “The poor eried 
not for bread in vain—famine had glutted her withering power of evil— 
and pestilence and plague, like lions bridled, lay themselves down, and 
cowered upon.the.earth, ; 
Bitter was the scourge—but the land was chastened\and subdued ; 
and the wheels of justice and equity moved on; and peace, and joy; and 
“inward tranguillity, again blent their smiles together, and illuminated, the 
face of ail things. ta 
_ I saw my son bearing the garland and laurels of the brave; I saw him 
receiying the applause of the virtuous and good; Isaw him the coun- 
sellor and companion of the mighty, and I heard the myriad voice of 
fame,shout, forth his name to a wondering and delighted kingdom.— 
Again I looked upon him, and I beheld him wedded to a noble. wife— 
I saw him. surrounded by a blooming circle of young faces..beaming 
light and loye upon him. Once more I looked, and the grey hairs of.a 
venerable old, age were upon his brow, and his manly footsteps were 
turned to.afeeble totter. Again, and for the last time I looked, and the 
cold earth was open to receive him. I saw his livid clay lying in dismal 
state in his castle-hall, and the mummery of grief and mourning were 
around him—the deep-tongued bell sang his last knell, and the pride of 
my former life, and my hope in this, was dust and ashes. 
__I was a. lone spirit—and I had but a solitary object left to look on in 
the world——Whence my inward tranquillity arose I know not; I felt 
there was some unknown source of support, from which I drank my fill. 
I was unmoved by joy and sorrow and the emotions of earthly, things, 
yet I could not control or destroy the enduring interest which I felt in 
the moyements of those beings with whom I had been connected in the 
days of my existence, 
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__Thaye told the story of my boy—his eventful story,—in few words, 
and.the other object of my love now required my notice,—I have told 
you she was fair—fair she was as a father’s hopes could flatter, ora 
father’s imagination picture. 
_ She grew from downy childhood to the full glory of womanhood, 
spotless—pure. In the eventful times wherein her brother, had 
achieved his glory, amidst the pestilence and famine that infected her 
native kingdom, she was by his fraternal care and _solicitude placed 
far from the scene of her country’s struggles. She breathed the air 
of Italy, and gazed upon its far-famed skies, and luxuriated in_ the 
natural beauties which that magic land displays; yet her heart beat for 
‘him who was distant,—who had never been separated from her in life 
be ore.. Sometime she had news from his own hand—sometimes from 
pu lic channels. In, her dreams she saw golden, honours showered 
,upon him,—at, other times she saw him pale, ghastly, dying, or dead,— 
\sometimes by. pestilence, famine, or sword, and sometimes on the 
scaffold,—victim of triumphant violence. ‘Then the air of Italy was 
heayy to her, and, its. skies were clouded,—and_ nature smiled not: her 
heart was sick, ‘ 
” Courted and cherished by those around her,—my child shed cheer- 
‘fulness and joy on her admirers, and stood amongst the far-famed beauties 
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