I have no fear about me, for my part, in a case where the injunctions of duty are so obvious.

Let us take the poor, unfortunate wretch into our protection and care, and leave the consequences to Heaven." I expected and was pleased with this proposal.

I returned to the sick man, and, on rousing him from his stupor, found him still in possession of his reason.

With a candle near, I had an opportunity of viewing him more accurately.
His garb was plain, careless, and denoted rusticity.

His aspect was simple and ingenuous, and his decayed visage still retained traces of uncommon but manlike beauty.