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be THE WRONG MAN. nt “It is the soul that sees ; the outward eyes Present the object, but the mind descries; And thence delight, disgust, or cool indifference rise. When minds are joyful, then we look around, Ané what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if absorbed by their peculiar cares, The vacant eye on viewless matter glares.” * Perhaps,” whispered Dudley, as they stood there gazing on the objects before them, the eyes of Lucy peering among the trees, as if she would pierce the leafy vail that hid the secrets of the ravines from her knowledge—* Perhaps, Lucy, even while we are anxiously searching for your uncle here, be may have re- turned to his cabin, and be filled with equal anxiety on account of our absence. Let us return; and should we find that our hope deceives us, I need not say that I will depart in search of _ him, and leave no means untried to discover him, and bring to _ punishment the lawless wretch who has occasioned us al] this anxiety. But first, Lucy, let me see e in a place of safety, where you may get needful rest after the agonizing and perilous adventure of this evening.” The maiden offered no further objection to this course,though __ her bosom was not at all relieved of the fears that pressed heay- __ ily on her heart. On their way, Dudley endeavored to reassure her, by urging such suggestions of hope and comfort as occur- red to his mind; but a weight was upon the spirits of both which could not be easily removed. As they thus rode toward _ the cottage, each ae with earnest and harrowin reflections, — what a contrast they presented with themselves as the morning — of that day had found them! Then light, gay, buoyant—their hearts filled with hope, their cyes glistening with pleasure—a thousand bright visions of the future flitting htheir minds —the sun did not shine in all his compass upon a happier pair. Now, how changed were their emotions! the bosom of Dudley boiling with suppressed rage toward the ravisher, and his mind busy in framing schemes of vengeance; that of a agitated with forebodings of evil to her uncle, her more than fathér, ofa _ nature so d that a tremor shook her whole frame as she ~— contemplated the oe ee consequences Which might result - : fromit. A few hours before, and there seemed not acloud in all their sky ; now their sun had gone down in darkness, and shad- __ ows and a were gathering around their path. Such is hu- m man life 2 As Charles and Lucy came near the block-house, they were met by the missionary. On being left at the cabin, he had re- muined for a while in a state of amazement which prevented im- - mediate action, and at last ridden forth, though without a very definite notion of nny manner in which he could render himsel: serviceable. A few yards in advance of him was the little we ’