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On the following morning she arose, weary and unrefreshed. In vain had she courted sleep during the night; it forsook her eyelids, and she had passed that wakeful night in contriving some means whereby she might possibly learn something concerning her absent son. Her heart sickened at the thought, that she was not again to meet on earth the lady who was greatly endeared to her on account of her tenderness to him over whom she now sorrowed.

• If I could but mingle my tears with those of this loved friend, on this occasion,' said she, it would be a solace to my feelings; as it is, I must submit to the trial of going to Brookfield, that I may learn all that our friends there have heard in respect to his going to Providence.'

She started at an early hour, and reached Brookfield in safety. Her friends in that place were surprised when she acquainted them with the cause of her sorrow; for they had supposed Simon must be with her, though they had felt disappointed in not receiving a letter from him after he had arrived at Providence. They soothed the feelings of this distressed mother, by informing her of the pleasing fact, that her son was greatly beloved by all to whom he was known. It was also a reflection which ought to have comforted her, that she might, by preparing for a better world herself, expect to behold her son in heaven.

Mrs. Nelson was directed to the public house, at which Simon awaited the stage-coach, thinking perhaps something might be learned more definite concerning him. She tarried only a few days at Brookfield, and then journeyed to the place whither she had been advised to

call, in hopes of obtaining the information she so much desired.

All she could learn, was what we have before related, and this account was given her by a person who rode in the same vehicle to Providence, that conveyed the captain and his youthful friend. The same individual lodged at the hotel with these persons, and consequently became acquainted with these circumstances, which, as he told Mrs. Nelson, interested him so deeply that they were indelibly engraven upon his mind.

Strangers as these people were to Mrs. Nelson, she was solaced by the sympathy they manifested for her. She returned, however, with an aching heart to her home, and it was long, very long, ere she could speak with calmness of this heavy chastisement. Every effort was made that ingenuity could suggest, to hear something of Simon, but all in vain.

His friends could not ascertain that he had ever had his name entered at any custom-house in the country, since he first sailed ; and if he had returned, and sailed again, it was without the usual protection enjoyed by seamen.

After using all the means in her power to find this lamented one, Mrs. Nelson relinquished the idea, entirely, of ever again beholding him.


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Reward of treachery - Salina and Caroline Benjamin's letter his imprisonment by the British his release

Trials of Mrs. Nelson.

During the short stay Mrs. Nelson made at Brookfield, she learned, to her astonishment, the reason of the change made in the will of her respected aunt. She was also informed of the heart-rending circumstances under which Mr. Oliver left this world.

The reader will expect to hear further particulars in relation to this unhappy man, and something like a detailed account will be given of him. It will be remembered that this person artfully possessed himself of money which honestly belonged to the bereaved family of Mr. Savage. Enough has already been said, to convince the reader that he obtained this gold by a base stratagem, taking advantage of the great weakness of his partial relative to effect his object.

The story that he had sustained losses, was fabricated, to excite the pity of his aunt; and the truth was, he wished a larger capital to employ in his business.

It was at this time that porcelain ware, manufactured in Liverpool, was considered a very profitable article of merchandise, in this country. Mr. Oliver was desirous of importing a cargo; and as he could not command funds just when he wished to execute his plans, he wickedly resolved to convert that which belonged to another to this purpose, if possible. He did so; for he was one of those depraved beings who could

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Very soon after coming in possession of this unjustly obtained wealth, he sent upwards of ten thousand dollars of it to England, to purchase goods upon which to speculate. Accordingly, a vessel which was heavily laden with merchandise, started for the United States just after the commencement of the war between this country and Great Britain.

The merchantman was captured by a British man-of-war, soon after it left the shores of White Albion, and carried into a British port, thus disappointing the selfish desires of this unprincipled man. He risked twenty thousand more in other investments during the same year,

and was equally unfortunate in regard to it, for owing to extensive failures, he lost every dollar.

Whether he felt these repeated losses to be a rebuke from heaven, is not known; yet it is certain that he was far from enjoying what remained of his ill-gotten treasure. He lived several years after this wicked transaction, moody and melancholy, every year increasing his gloom; yet the cause was unconfessed, even to his wife.

About seven years from the time he became possessed of the estate of his aunt, in a paroxysm of despair, he one day attempted to put a period to his existence. Provi.


dentially, he was detected before he had drawn the instrument of death deep enough to sever the strings of life, and was spared to make a confession, such as might be imagined would deter others from becoming so deeply involved in guilt.

After the self-inflicted wound of Mr. Oliver was first dressed by a skilful surgeon, hopes of his recovery were strongly entertained; but as the weather was intensely warm, an inflammation, attended by gangrene, soon manifested itself in such a manner as at once to dissipate every hope that the deluded victim of pride and worldly ambition would be permitted to rise from his bed of sickness. He was sensible of his situation, and suffered the utmost horror in view of death.

On one occasion, when his distressed wife and a faithful minister of the cross sat by his bedside, he cried out, in great agony,

I cannot die!"I am unfit to leave this world and appear at the tribunal of that holy God whose commands I have so long disregarded! Love of gain, yes, sinful love of gain, has been my destruction - to gratify

this, I have sacrificed all else. Oh ! how have I sinned in defrauding the widow and fatherless of their just rights. For this I have been signally, rebuked, but I have not repented, and remorse has been the constant attendant of my every waking hour for years !'

The clergyman endeavored to lead him to cast his sins and cares upon Jesus, the sinner's friend, yet vain was the attempt; “O!' said this suffering man, “I dare not approach, by prayer, that God I have so wickedly offended!' After saying this, he remained quiet for some minutes ; then, suddenly rousiny, as if from a profound revery, ex

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