ble, upon the warrant of Mr.
Faxon, who was a justice.

The party separated,--Henry and Emily seeking the grove in front of the
house, to congratulate each other on the happy termination of their
season of difficulty. The meeting between Dr. Vaudelier and his son and
daughter was extremely interesting, and the hours passed rapidly away,
in listening to the experience of each other. The meeting concluded with
the making of new resolves, on the part of Dalhousie, to seek "the great
purpose of his life" by higher and nobler means.

As the dinner-hour approached, the happy parties were summoned by Mr.
Faxon to visit his house, and partake of his hospitality. The good man
was never happier in his life than when he said grace over the noon-day
meal, surrounded by the restored heiress of Bellevue, and her happy
friends.

CONCLUSION.

"From that day forth, in peace and joyous bliss,
They lived together long, without debate;
Nor private jars nor spite of enemies
Could shake the safe assurance of their states."

SPENSER.

Our story is told. It only remains to condense the subsequent lives of
our characters into a few lines.

Jaspar Dumont lingered along a few weeks after the return of Emily; but
his life had lost its vitality. Continued devotion to the demon of the
bottle laid him low,--he was found dead in the library, having been
stricken with an apoplectic fit.

After the death of Jaspar, Maxwell was tried for a variety of crimes,
and sentenced to the penitentiary for ten years.

Dr. Vaudelier, accompanied by Dalhousie and his wife, removed to New
Orleans, where they spent many happy years, devoted to those pure
principles of truth and justice which the events of our history
contributed not a little to create and strengthen.

Vernon,--or, as he has changed his character, we may venture to change
his name,--Jerome Vaudelier, went to California in the first of the
excitement; where, amid the temptations of that new and dissolute land,
he yet maintains the integrity he vowed to cherish on the night of the
attack upon Cottage Island.

Uncle Nathan and Pat Fegan spent a few days at Bellevue, and then
started for the North. The honest yeoman, either on account of the many
adventures they had passed through together, or because Pat was a true
convert of his, had taken quite a fancy to the Hibernian, and insisted
that he should accompany him home. Pat became a very worthy man, after
aba