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THE MYSTERIES OF THE COURT. the ardour of his passion might cool—new faces | American river. A pleasure-vessel, having a nu- might inspire new sentimente—and even if another | merous party on board, amongst whom were several affection might not beguile him from his first love, : gentlemen attached to the English Embassy in the prudential reasons might induce him to form some | United States, had been upset in a sudden squall— brilliant matrimonial alliance. liza listened with | and every soul had perished. The paragraph gave mingled grief and astonishment to her father’s ob- | the names of some of the principal personages who servations; and enthusiastically did she express her | had thus met their death: and amongst those conviction—uttered however amidst torrente of} names was that of Bertram Vivian. tears—that Bertram would remain faithful. Captain | Lacey had nerved his fortitude to the accomplish- | morning after breakfast, when this paragraph met ment of a certain duty; and he was resolved not to ; his eyes; and the sudden ejaculation which burst do it by halves. He therefore went on to say that | from his lips, caused Eliza to question him with Eliza, if she were prudent, would do well to pre- | trembling anxiety as to the source of his emotions. pare herself for any eventual disappointment—and that painful though it were for him to issue a harsh injunction, he felt the absolute necessity of forbid- ding all correspondence between herself and Ber- tram,—adding that he himself would write the young gentleman a letter to explain his views on the subject. Hoe did write such a letter. It was kindly and considerately worded,—recommending Mr. Ber- tram Vivian to abstain, for at least a couple of years, from any correspondence with his daughter —euggesting that this interval would fully test the state of his feelings with regard to her—and pro- mising that if at the end of the period he should still experience the same attachment, he (Captain Lacey) would bo only too delighted and proud to permit Eliza to renew her engagement with the Hon. Mr. Bertrar. Vivian. The young lady’s good sense showed her that her father was acting with a due regard to her welfare; and moreover, it was her habit to sub- mit implicitly to his will. She had the fullest confidence in Bertram: she had equal confidence in the strength of her own love. Two years—Oh! what was this interval as a test for that love which she felt assured would outlive centuries, if human existence itself ranged over ages! The very ne- cessity of clinging to hope made her picture to herself this interval as soon passing away; and then there need be no farther barrier to her happi- ness! The engagement would be renewed—or rather re-ecknowledged by her parent; and if years should still elapse ere she became Bertram’s bride, she could wait, happy and contented in the consciousness of possessing his love. The letter was despatched at once to Bertram Vivian : it reached him on the eve of his departure for the United States—and his reply came by re- ‘ turn of post. He bowed to Captain Lacey’s deci- sion,—n>t but that it pained him sorely: yet he bowed, so that this very submission might be taken as a proof of his love, shown to the daughter through the deferential respect paid to the father. But he beaought Captain Lacey to assure Eliza of his uncying constancy—of his imperishable devo- tion ! CHAPTER It fHS DUKE OF MARCHMONT. A yur had passed away—it was now the summer of 1827—when the English newspapers gave some meagre and ecantily outlined account of a de- plorable catastrophe which had taken place on an Captain Lacey was reading an Oxford paper one He dared not conceal the fact from her: but ere he ahowed her the paragragh itself, he gradually broke the fatal truth. Even before he had finished, poor Eliza comprehended it all! Not a tear escaped her eyes—no word fell from her lips: but pale as marble, she sat the image of dull, deep, blank despair. Her father caught her in bis arms: then the flood-gates of her ineffable affliction were opened—and she wept long, bit- terly, agonizingly! Oh, for the hopes which that heart had cherished, to be thus blighted all in a moment !—Oh, for the fabric of expectant bliss which her faithful and trusting soul had built up, to be thus shattered in an instant! It was too cruel. Captain Lacey, with the tears running down his wrinkled cheeks, besought her to calm her sorrow for Ais sake: but the cntreaty was a long time vain, Hours passed ere Eliza could even bring herself to think deliberately upon this fearful loss: days passed ere she could awaken herself to a sense of the necessity of a pious and holy resignation to the will of heaven. And during these days, it appeared to her as if it were alla dream, and that her brain was only morbidly recling beneath the weight of some imagined calamity. In the night she would start up from a feverish and troubled sleep—wakened as if by the anguished voice of a drowning one thrilling on her ears,—and pressing her hands violently to her throbbing temples, she would ask herself if it could possibly be true. At length this dream.like state of being passed away, and left her to the astound- ing sense of the awful reality. She prayed to heaven for strength to bear up against it: but there were times when she felt as if she were going mad. Then, passionately—Oh, how pas- sionately, would she press Bertram’s ring to her lips; and in this memento of his love in other and happier days, was her only consolation. Alas, how poor a one !—and yet it was a solace, though feeble as the last thread which retains the invalid to existence in the depth of a malady when the crisis for best or worst is come! Misfortunes never arrive alone. But a few weeks after the receipt of the intelligence from the United States, a fire broke out in Captain Laccy’s house ; and so rapid was the spread of the devastating element, that all three dwellings were reduced in a few brief hours to blackened ruins. Scarcely an inmates considered themselves fortunate in es- caping with life alone. But this was not the full extent of the terrible calamity. Fire insurance was not so generally practised in 1827 as it is now-a-days; and unfortunately Captain Lacey’s property was not insured. The principal source of his income was thus cut off irretrievably — icle of furniture was saved: the’ TE, Fc ES ty (SOL (C DOO Col