Having crossed several fields, he at length stood before a swollen heap of clay, round which a wooden railing was placed.

Springing over the enclosure, and uttering a wild cry that evinced the uncontrollable anguish of his breast, he flung himself upon the mound.

He remained for some time in the deepest affliction, and was at last roused by.

a hand laid upon his shoulder, and, raising himself, beheld Thirlby.
"I thought it must be you," said the new comer, in accents of the deepest commiseration.

"I have been visiting yonder plague-pit for the same melancholy purpose as yourself,--to mourn over my lost child.