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Brotherly Love.
BROTHERLY LOVE .
m ALEX . HENRY GIRVEN , AUTHOR OF "REGINALD SELWYN , " 4 c
( Continued from p . 28 . ) Simon , though at first somewhat startled , listened attentively , when h « distinctly heard the stranger exclaim : — k « I « eek You in the sanctuary , and m the abode ol deatli , to as * feloness to licate intercession Are -ot S
your , supp your my ^ Cday , my tortured dreams by night , sufficient to appease you ? Hare von : not driven me from the haunts of men and made me an outcast from S ^ iTSUs the rude shrub that roots itself in the crevices of my 2S^ soSude ? I have wronged you , turned your ^ J ™™ "but cannot physical suffering , mental anguish atone ? Is not a sleepless , and rislcharacters on thesem & e ed
id ? r oSow 5 written ingaunt gy Hmbs ml this furrowed brow ? If I Lave perm ttcd a hend to seize my S nd crush out every sentiment of brotheriy love for one whoj * - celled me in body and mind , have I not fearfully expiated my ojtence . And yS hy shrouded form , and wan and wasted cheek , mid thy re ™ chh g loots haunt me day andnight . Oh , for one look of forgiven , to shew thy vanished resentment , and shed one ray upon my daik and
de T hf SgSh bf the wretched being excited a feeling of pity in the mind of Simon , though lie considered it arose from a disordered imagination , ^ KrS SS ily a witness of your differing , and have of I little used to the language of
conoverheard your accent sorrow . am flation , but I beseech you to moderate your grief , and not to give way to - < And who are you ? " said the strange being , starting to his feet while . a fierce lustre lit up Ms eyes ; " who are you , that have dared tc > p ay the and violate the sanctity and secrecy of sorrow . Ion speak
caves-dropper , to me of consolation-you some minion of prosperity . " There you are mistaken—greatly mistaken , " said Simon with bitter iess , for lie began to recal the events of the day '' Wretched as you . appear , your suffering of spirit can scarcely exceed mine at the pre ent foment The hope that I cherished as my heart ' s blood , has been
trampled in the dust . " *< Ha ! I can feel for you . I was once young , and had hopes as deal as your own , and they too were shattered . But have you hunted to death Mm who marred your day dream ? Have you murdered him inch by inch-known that he was perishing in the strong grasp of poverty and ? done this ? then meet on equal grounds
privationHave you we can If you have drained vengeance to its dregs , and know the bitterness ot the draught , seek me . " ,-,,,, ¦ + 1 •„„ . " I know not whether you are a lunatic or not , but there is something
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Brotherly Love.
BROTHERLY LOVE .
m ALEX . HENRY GIRVEN , AUTHOR OF "REGINALD SELWYN , " 4 c
( Continued from p . 28 . ) Simon , though at first somewhat startled , listened attentively , when h « distinctly heard the stranger exclaim : — k « I « eek You in the sanctuary , and m the abode ol deatli , to as * feloness to licate intercession Are -ot S
your , supp your my ^ Cday , my tortured dreams by night , sufficient to appease you ? Hare von : not driven me from the haunts of men and made me an outcast from S ^ iTSUs the rude shrub that roots itself in the crevices of my 2S^ soSude ? I have wronged you , turned your ^ J ™™ "but cannot physical suffering , mental anguish atone ? Is not a sleepless , and rislcharacters on thesem & e ed
id ? r oSow 5 written ingaunt gy Hmbs ml this furrowed brow ? If I Lave perm ttcd a hend to seize my S nd crush out every sentiment of brotheriy love for one whoj * - celled me in body and mind , have I not fearfully expiated my ojtence . And yS hy shrouded form , and wan and wasted cheek , mid thy re ™ chh g loots haunt me day andnight . Oh , for one look of forgiven , to shew thy vanished resentment , and shed one ray upon my daik and
de T hf SgSh bf the wretched being excited a feeling of pity in the mind of Simon , though lie considered it arose from a disordered imagination , ^ KrS SS ily a witness of your differing , and have of I little used to the language of
conoverheard your accent sorrow . am flation , but I beseech you to moderate your grief , and not to give way to - < And who are you ? " said the strange being , starting to his feet while . a fierce lustre lit up Ms eyes ; " who are you , that have dared tc > p ay the and violate the sanctity and secrecy of sorrow . Ion speak
caves-dropper , to me of consolation-you some minion of prosperity . " There you are mistaken—greatly mistaken , " said Simon with bitter iess , for lie began to recal the events of the day '' Wretched as you . appear , your suffering of spirit can scarcely exceed mine at the pre ent foment The hope that I cherished as my heart ' s blood , has been
trampled in the dust . " *< Ha ! I can feel for you . I was once young , and had hopes as deal as your own , and they too were shattered . But have you hunted to death Mm who marred your day dream ? Have you murdered him inch by inch-known that he was perishing in the strong grasp of poverty and ? done this ? then meet on equal grounds
privationHave you we can If you have drained vengeance to its dregs , and know the bitterness ot the draught , seek me . " ,-,,,, ¦ + 1 •„„ . " I know not whether you are a lunatic or not , but there is something