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creep into their holes like rats.—Now I think I hear the Doctors say, what a loss it is this man had not been bred to physic;—he would have found out the Elixir vitæ. Ah, had he turned his thoughts to finance, say your Sullys, what a figure would he have made;—he would have changed the very stones into gold.—The name of Spiegelberg shall fly from pole to pole! And you, ye cowards, ye reptiles, ye shall crawl in the dirt, while Spiegelberg shall soar to the temple of glory, with an eagle's flight!——

A good journey to you! soar away from the top of the gallows to the pinnacle of glory!—In the shade of my paternal woods, in the arms of my Amelia, I court far nobler pleasures.—'Tis now eight days since I have written to my father to entreat his pardon. I have not concealed from him the smallest circumstance of my misconduct; and sincere repentance will ever find forgiveness.—Maurice, let us part—part never to meet again—the post is arrived—at this very hour my father's pardon is within these walls.