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look of a world he was so soon to leave, his eyes were rivetted on a female figure rushing towards him with frantic speed. He covered his face with his hands, and cried out," Hide me, oh! hide me from her grief!" But he was not spared this last pang. A rumour of the catastrophe had reached Amy, who, breaking from her attendants, rushed to the beach, and who now with wild cries threw herself on the neck of her brother, and her fair hair flowing disordered, was stained with his lifeblood. Sir Pelham clasped her in his arms, kissed again and again that lovely face, now convulsed with agony; but the shades of death were fast stealing over him—and he breathed his last sigh on her bosom.

At this consummation of her calamity, she uttered a cry so full of woe, it pierced the listeners with the deepest grief; but happily for the poor mourner, she found in insensibility a temporary relief from her anguish, and in this state was conveyed by Sefton and Spencer to her home.

The miserable author of all this suffering remained rooted to the spot; nor could the representations of Ashley and Charles induce him to provide for his safety. In defiance of their entreaties, he stood gazing on the body, till his friend, arriving with medical assistance for Sir Pelham, which could not now avail, forced him into the carriage, and they were driven rapidly away.

And here our narrative takes leave of Edward Gordon. It boots not that in the glorious struggle in which it was his fortune subsequently to be engaged, reckless of life he performed many brave deeds-and that he still lives, occupying, as the reward of great personal daring, a high station in the service of his country, for-henceforth Edward Gordon became an altered man. The sad events of this memorable evening threw a dark shade over the mind of the gay young sailor—————but they have thrown a darker hue over our otherwise light-hearted pages, and we part with him without regret.

CHAPTER XIV.

O cease to weep! this storm will yet decay,
And the sad clouds of sorrow melt away.
While through the rugged path of life we go,
All mortals taste the bitter draught of woe.

FALCONER.

As soon as Amy was conveyed home, Spencer flew to Hope Street to impart the terrible catastrophe, and entreat assistance for Amy. The disastrous intelligence had, however, reached them just before his arrival, when he found Ellinor on the sofa, in violent hysterics; Lady Lennox in the greatest perturbation, and Sir Thomas on the point of setting out to inquire if he could be of any service to the unhappy young creature, thus suddenly bereaved.

The unusual commotion in the house had attracted the attention of Catherine, who, fearing she knew not what, hastily resumed

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her dress, and hurried down stairs. reaching the drawing-room, the situation of Ellinor, and the countenance of Spencer, arrested her steps; she clung to the door for support, and faintly articulated, "What has happened?" Spencer advanced to her-he tried in vain to speak-his lip quivered, and he hastily turned his head aside.

"For the love of heaven, speak to me, Spencer!"

Spencer did speak, and Catherine fell insensible into his arms. The violence of Ellinor's emotions having exhausted themselves, she became more composed, and assisted in applying the usual remedies, in consequence of which Catherine was soon restored to consciousness. She was not of a character selfishly to indulge in grief; her first words, therefore, were a demand to be taken instantly to Amy. This was opposed by Lady Lennox, on account of her indisposition in the morning; and her ladyship insisted on going herself. But Catherine would not be denied, and Ellinor, offering

to share her fatigue, they both, accompanied by Spencer, proceeded to the house of mourning.

There they found Amy stretched on a couch, her head supported by Sefton, while her faithful waiting-woman, who had been the nurse of her childhood, stood over her, weeping and wringing her hands. Charles, who had seized the time of Amy's insensibility to get the body conveyed into the house, having now completed his melancholy task, joined them, accompanied by the medical gentleman who had been summoned to Sir Pelham. By his directions, Amy was carried to bed, and he hastened to apply restoratives, but for a long period they were totally without effect.

Dreadfully shocked at the awful event which had just taken place, Ellinor, unaccustomed to control her emotions, gave way to such passionate bursts of grief, as not only incapacitated her from being of use, but distracted the attention of Catherine, and opened a new source of anxiety, which

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