The Black-Sealed Letter / Or, The Misfortunes of a Canadian Cockney.

r. She told him all that Clara had said, at the same time endeavoring to make as favorable impression in her behalf as

ver!" ejac

given sufficient reasons to justify the circumstances of an unpreme

as you consider it, I would not have a

ware of a previous intercour

t Clara was flirting with Charlie, or as the writer expressed it: 'In your absence your o

ell me who was the wr

Harry

Harry is noted for manufacturing falsehoods. If you bel

ficient to make me feel suspicious. Fernando Jones squirted a few dry jokes in that way. Sylvester Kennelworth termed me a hen-pecked bachelor. Even Julia Marks,

eves that lurk around the dark lanes of the city, who steal only what is practically useful to themselves; while those others go about robbing the youthful and virtuous of their reputation, scattering the see

hat night their manner and appearance, and considered the coincident circumstances connected therewith, all that I had previo

th Clara the next time she comes; it wi

then laughing at my simplicity in my absence. Even Charlie's actions towards me of late have also led me to feel suspicious of him.

u forsake her under the present circumstances that an indelible stain will remain for ever upon your character; but above all, my dear son, remember the link which binds you inevitably together,-a link of living humanity, akin to you both. Remember then that you are a father, and that she is a mother,-titles that were

t me with honied words. The insidious bee that fluttered around the flow

ysician. It alone can c

utual love in the heart

moment doubt the veracity

e. I have ceased to love. I hate society. I even despise my very self. I shall seek for happin

ally determined t

etermined. I am ready to leave

very relative you have; and if you go in such a manner and under the pre

actions of Clara in opposition to my opinions. You have tantalised my soul by so doing. I shall no long

n coming out from a crowded hall where he had been listening to a highly-colored lecture upon Canada and the Clerkenwell-Emigration-Scheme. The recent occurrence had made him still more determined, and also

ving and therefore your influence c

f Scripture which saith, 'Children

from the same author, 'Fathers provoke not you

r own good. Remember, my son, what Solomon says: 'A fool despiseth his father's instructions, but he who regardet

Fred, "I am of age. I shall

you may yet remember my words in a foreign land, without a kind friend to pity you in your distress. Ah, Fred

eft the room before his father h

will test it. However, I will not allow myself to be treated as a captive. I shall and must have liberty, or else I die. I shall leave London this very night. I shall leave without shedding a tear or bidding a friend good bye. They will perhaps learn to love me better when I am gone." So saying, he began

onging to the Allan Line of Steamships, plying at that time

Although the air is cold, the deck is crowded with persons, among whom is Frederick Charlston, viewing the

ully amid the sails. A feeling of loneliness crept over the soul of poor Fred, and he retired to his hammock. Visions of the past a

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friend, yet true f

endship I brea

bosom no frien

leave them, I may

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nd fluctuating; at times, half regretting the course he had taken. The weather was tempestuous during the voyage; but, at length, in the afternoon of the twelfth day the vessel and all the passengers were safely landed at Portland. That evening Fred went on board the train for Montreal, but did not reach his destination until late in the afternoon of the second day, the journey having been prolonged by a severe snow

ve sight to him, and he felt an itching desire to try the novel experiment of taking a sleigh ride; but his spirit recoiled within itself when the fact was brought forcibly to his mind that it was "Christmas' Night." He thought of the many happy Christmas evenings which he had enjoyed amid the society of his friends in the good old city of London. A thousand associations flashed across his memory, filling his solitary mind with sadness and regrets. Around him everywhere he beheld gay crowds flickering