Those were the last moments of my life during which I enjoyed the feeling of happiness.

Great God! Why did I not then expire! Why am I here to relate the destruction of the best hope and the purest creature on earth?

Life is obstinate and clings closest where it is most hated.

A grin was on the face of the monster; he seemed to jeer, as with his fiendish finger he pointed towards the corpse of my wife.

My revenge is of no moment to you; yet, while I allow it to be a vice, I confess that it is the devouring and only passion of my soul.

He came like a protecting spirit to the poor girl, who committed herself to his care; and after the interment of his friend he conducted her to Geneva and placed her under the protection of a relation.

The saintly soul of Elizabeth shone like a shrine-dedicated lamp in our peaceful home.

"My children," she said, "my firmest hopes of future happiness were placed on the prospect of your union. This expectation will now be the consolation of your father. Elizabeth, my love, you must supply my place to my younger children."

I need not describe the feelings of those whose dearest ties are rent by that most irreparable evil, the void that presents itself to the soul, and the despair that is exhibited on the countenance.

Get well—and return to us. You will find a happy, cheerful home and friends who love you dearly.