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15 Cast: Mr. Mid

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gone forth to the world, so must its refutation go. You must give us proofs, or shew us how to get them, so that Helen may be relieved of this blight this shame-this death-shroud, and stand forth as she now may, brighter than ever. Jerry, you must prove that Mr. Lyndsey was not married to Marley's mother."

"I can't prove that," interupted the Irishman, "I'm spakin' now, as if I was at the priest's knee; I can't prove that, for masther was married to Marley's mother, in the sight of my eyes, in holy church! That, I could prove-was I alive or dead?" "Thank God!" ejaculated Mr. Middleton our blood. The Almighty will is man's infumy be

this dagger to fester for ever in her heart? Helen-Helen! who, without any planned or defined culture, intuitively, unconsciously, almost without self-striving,-during the dangerous part of her life without guidance, the sole protection of a blighted father; with a mind superior in dignity to the outer world; with imagination giving to the visible an invisible power; admiration thrust upon her, in its enervating and seductive forms; prosperity effacing the memory of her past struggles; yet, secretly suffering and sadly debased by the fault of her childhood, which had grown with her growth, and strengthened with her strength, having been so long her evil spirit, that she listened unconsciously to its suggestions as affording relief in small matters, until the demon grew into a hideous. familiar was she to have no thought given to her, no sympathy, in this melancholy triumph! Her punishment was just; but her penitence was true. She never told me what discipline or what prayer led to this result

what tears she had shed-what pangs she had endured; but it had pleased God to strengthen her for good!

I had much to be thankful for; she was no longer Marley's sister-no longer of the same blood with the adventurer; no longer sister to the forger!-this was indeed well!-matter for earnest gratitude to God!

But there was still a dark, dark cloud over my darling. Her father's misfortunes were nothing a beggar may be a man of honour -but Mr. Lyndsey had deceived Helen's mother and Helen had no name! I ought to rejoice; it was a great pleasure to anticipate -it was something to look forward to with hope, to fold her in my arms, and say, "Helen, Marley is not your brother!" What signified the money she had been defrauded of? She was young, and her renewed nature -the strength infused into her by her rightdoing would nerve her to higher and holier things than she had yet attempted-what might she not become to herself and others,

elevated by repentance and humility—and TRUTH!

Still I felt crushed! I had part of—but not all I needed.

I turned away from Jerry dissatisfied; I could not sympathise with my whole heart in Mr. Middleton's rejoicings; these thoughts rushed rapidly through my mind.

The Irishman looked at me earnestly; but, having no clue to my disappointment, could not comprehend it; turning to Mr. Middleton, he said

"It's a great glory to me, even in the heart of this heavy trouble, to be able to show you, sir, that it's no sin my poor masther had to answer for, such as belongs to many a gentleman who thinks himself a saint. That woman was almost ould enough to be his mother; but a beauty, and of a high family (she said), and didn't she court him, and follow him, late and early,-flatterin' him and sootherin' him, until he could have worshipped the ground she walked on.