I will not say his memory; I am convinced he lives, and is faithful.

His addresses to me were countenanced by my deceased parent, imprudently countenanced perhaps, considering the prejudices of my father in favour of birth and rank.

But I, then almost a girl, could not be expected surely to be wiser than her under whose charge nature had placed me.

My father, constantly engaged in military duty, I saw but at rare intervals, and was taught to look up to him with more awe than confidence.

Would to Heaven it had been otherwise! It might have been better for us all at this day!' THIRD EXTRACT 'You ask me why I do not make known to my father that Brown yet lives, at least that he survived the wound he received in that unhappy duel, and had written to my mother expressing his entire convalescence, and his hope of speedily escaping from captivity.