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ae f ~*~’ " » ae igh . (= " *) n°.) fans . THE WRONG MAX. ‘month wide open, utterly at a loss to comprehend the meaning _ of the scene. ; ‘Dudley, though taken by surprise, was the first to recover self-possession. On being informed of the nature of the accusa, tion, he whispered something to Lucy, which was intended to reassure her, and turning to Sedley—who seemed to shrink within himself as the eye of Dudley rested upon lim—said, in a iuw and empuatic tone, that ail would yet go well. The party iminediately set off toward Adrianopolis. CHAPTER XI THE TRIAL. Iam a wretch, most wretched in myself, And still more wretched in the pain I give. Oh, curse that villian, that detested villain! He has spread misery o'er my fated life ; He will undo as all.—Joannwa Battie. THE administration of justice, in the community of Adrian- opolis at the time of our narrative, was far different from what itis at this day. It mOAAY well be a disputed question, whether the modern enginery of law is more effective and evenhanded than was the more ancient method. Justice and humanity were more often the actuating and controlling powers in the days of our forefathers than in the days of their wiser but not | better sons; and, ah oued they may have sometimes erred in their Mrs mesg and decisions, the error generally was on the ; side of mercy. It happened that the court sat in Adrianopolisa few days | “after Dudley was.arrested on the charge of murder, so that his é trial came on almost immediately, while the horrible tragedy | was fresh in the minds of the villagers. The prosecuting at- -_ torney on the part of the government was a short, fierce-lookin - Mian, about thirty years of age, bald on the top of his head, wi his sleek hair brushed so Ms Aapceg upward that each par- — - tienJur hair pointed in precisely the same direction as did his‘ | - hage standing-collar. He had flitting, restless eyes, that ever seemed! looking for something they could never find. To the villagers, he was a man of profound attainments, extraordi ta etration, and “ prodigious erudition.” The mannerin whi Te, stalked of the most fxmous men as his “ colleagues” was ee convincing in itself; and to hear ] __- related to him by his “ old friend Jo,” (refering to Jo Daviess, who, —_ gust then, was becoming celebrated) or Tom J "or Jim - Mad would have any person with awe and reverence >. COMIEgHoOOKS:com ahs : ae. vs ty