. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . d said, Go not in there. Come withme. I perceived in a moment that it wasold Sarah of the mountain. She led me tothe front door, and as we passed along, shesaid, in a low, but solemn tone, He is gone,lad, he is gone. There is trouble for youhere. When it is all over, come and see mein the mountain. I was struck with horror, and stood stillfor a moment. I was alone, for Matthew hadgone into the bar-room. I was convincedthat my uncle was dead. I grew giddy, andthe dim objects that were near me seemed toswim around. I recovered, however,
. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . d said, Go not in there. Come withme. I perceived in a moment that it wasold Sarah of the mountain. She led me tothe front door, and as we passed along, shesaid, in a low, but solemn tone, He is gone,lad, he is gone. There is trouble for youhere. When it is all over, come and see mein the mountain. I was struck with horror, and stood stillfor a moment. I was alone, for Matthew hadgone into the bar-room. I was convincedthat my uncle was dead. I grew giddy, andthe dim objects that were near me seemed toswim around. I recovered, however, liftedthe latch and went in. The entry was dark,and I was obliged to grope my way to thestairs. I ascended and approached my un-cles chamber. It was partly open, and therewas a dim light within. I was about toenter, but paused a moment at the threshold,and looked round. On a low couch lay thelifeless form of my uncle, and at a little dis-tance sat Eaymond, pale as marble, andwrapped in profound meditation. My stepwas so light that he did not hear my ap«. MY UNCLES DEATH. (Page 119.) ^ LENOX AN!FOUNDATIONS U- MY UNCLES DEATH. 119 proach, but my quick and convulsed breathroused him. He instantly came to me, butspoke not. I cannot dwell upon the scene, nor could Idescribe my feelings, should I attempt nearly an hour my heart was stunned,my mini bewildered. But tears at lengthcame to my relief, and after a time I was ableto hear from Raymond the sad of myuncles death. He had died in a fit, cut downwithout a moments warning, and, as I after-wards learned, in consequence of his intem-perate habits. The funeral took place the next day. Iwalked in the procession to the burial ground,but was so completely overwhelmed with myloss as scarcely to notice anything around was now without a relative in the world. A few days after these events, an examin-ation of my uncles affairs was made, and itwas discovered that he had died farthing of my own property wa
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