The deep convulsive sobs which burst from the heart of the bereaved husband warned intruders to retire.

My mother led me from the chamber of death, and as we took our way in silence across the park, the solemn toll of the death-bell floated through its beautiful glades.
"'Mother,' said I; clinging to her dress.

'What is that ?' "'The voice of death, Philip.

Did you not hear that bell toll for your father?
It will one day toll for me--for you--for all.' "'How I wish, mother, that that day would soon come.' "'Silly boy! Do you wish us all dead ?' "'Not you mother, nor granny.

You may both live as long as you like.
But when it tolls for me, I shall be in Heaven with dear Lady Moncton.' "Rachel started, stopped suddenly, and fixed upon me a mournful gaze, the only glance of tenderness which ever beamed upon me from those brilliant, stern eyes.
"'Poor child! you may have your wish gratified only too soon.