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"And yetin the world smiled upon me; my

path was streith roses; the future spread out before me like a

cloudless sky resplendent with stars God had not only given me health,

fortune, and peace of heart, but also the hope of uniting irl Mary Van de Werve! the incarnation of all

that men admire and heaven loves: virtue, piety, modesty, charity, beauty,

love! Alas! alas! must I leave all that? Must I say a last adieu, renounce

ain? Die and sleep forever in an unknown

touish escaped hiht than by the adieu he had just spoken, for he added, in a suppliant

voice: "Pardon, O Lord, pardon! Thy creature clings to life; but be not angry

with the weakness of my nature Should I die by the terrible death of

starvation, I humbly accept Thy holy will, and I bless Thy hand which

deals the blow! God of race with Thee!"

Calmed by this invocation, he resumed, with less emotion and in a tone

which proved that his soul had received consolation: "And if I be permitted in my last hour to offer to Thee my supplications,