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LOUISA’S LOVER 255 sister should be inclined for a walk about that time, you might meet me there, as you may be well assured that I shall count every moment as an intolerable delay until I once more fold you in my arms. | ‘‘ For the last time, dearest Louisa, do I sign myself by the name of “ JOCELYN.”’ “He will be here to-day!” exclaimed the overjoyed Louisa, her angelic countenance radiant with delight, and oh, how truly beautiful did the amiable girl appear at this moment. But the next instant a shade of sadness passed over her countenance, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she murmured, with tremulous voice, ‘‘ Poor Jocelyn! he has evidently lost those who were dear to him. He speaks of deaths in his family; it is therefore more than one who has died,” and she wept for his sake. But Venetia and Miss Stanley understood full well who they were that had thus died, although they were as yet utterly ignorant of the way of their deaths. But not only did that seal with the armorial bearings indicate who one was that had thus died, but knowing also who was the other nearest relative that Jocelyn had, they had no difficulty in conjecturing for whose loss he was the most deeply grieved. Louisa was too little acquainted with aristocratic usages and noble emblems to gather any clue of her lover’s real rank from that heraldic seal, nor indeed was her gentle heart much moved by the prospect of wealth and rank to which he alluded in his letter. It was sufficient for her happiness that her lover was coming to meet her again that day, and that he wrote in a style which assured her of his constant affection. Nor will the reader blame her if, soon wiping away her tears, she abandoned herself to the delicious thoughts which it was natural she should experience at the certainty of beholding him in a few hours, and again did she receive the warmest congratulations from her aunt and sister. | It was an immense relief to the mind of Lady Sackville to learn that Louisa’s lover was prepared to overlook all the past so far as she was concerned, and that with the natural generosity of his soul he had conveyed so delicate and sooth- ing an intimation that their meeting would be of the most friendly and cordial nature. And now does the reader ask (C(O) nn) GDoOo <Si