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’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. Dare we look back upon the darkened vista, and, in imagination retrace the path we have trod? With how many vain hopes is it shaded! with how many good resolutions, never fulfilled, is it paved! Where are the dreams of ambition in which, twelve years ago, we indulged? Where are the aspirations that fired us—the passions that consumed us then? Has our success in life been commensurate with our own desires—with the anticipations formed of us by others? Or, are we not blighted in heart, as in ambition? Has not the loved one been estranged by doubt, or snatched from us by the cold hand of death? Is not the goal, towards which we pressed, further off than ever—the prospect before us cheerless as the blank behind?—Enough of this. "Not a syllable," replied Wild. ‘Very wise,’ commented Gerald. " "But, Lord, man!—don't you ever get lonesome?" "Don't you?" "I'm too busy. The shouts of indignation—the frightful yells now raised baffle description. "Come away!" he cried, with the roar of a demon. " To-morrow! She never beheld it. Sometimes I am frightfully busy; and then there will be periods of dullness. A very small settlement, mostly natives.

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