ver the right path, nor that we shall want courage to pursue it. You have now entered upon your real education; the mortal is training for immortality!"

It is certain that nothing short of the high views which Lady Rachel gave Isabella of the task assigned her would have enabled her to have undertaken it with any chance of success; the greatness of the object absorbed all lesser considerations. And even her reluctance to separate from Mr. Willoughby, which might have taken, with the help of some worldly sophistry, the form of virtue; or which might in softer moments have degenerated into an effeminate sorrow, was held in controul by the sense of the responsibility which as an accountable creature was laid upon her. Even all that she was likely to be called upon

to do or to suffer for his sake, and for that of her boy, faded before the apprehension of how she should approve herself to her God!

ODL

CHAP. XX.

"She who in the region of delight Slumber'd in the sun-shine, or the shelter'd shade, Rose with the storm."

WILSON.

NOTWITHSTANDING the exalted tone of thought that Isabella's conversation with Lady Rachel had given to her mind, it was not without a degree of shrinking from the burning iron which was presented to her hand, that she heard Mr. Willoughby tell her, "that things at old Eagle's Crag were not so bad as he had feared;" that "Roberts

and Evans had undertaken to have all matters in tolerable order whenever she should be ready to make her journey."

"And indeed, my love," said he, looking anxiously at her, " if you feel strong enough, the sooner you set out the better, except you would take a month's strengthening at Brighton before you go, for your confinement has made you thin and pale; paler and thinner, it really seems to me, than you were a week ago."

"Will it not suit you to go with me?" said Isabella. "I should have such pleasure in viewing with you the haunts of your childhood, and in being introduced by you to all your favourite spots.

"Oh! indeed you would not!" said Mr. Willoughby, with a kind of a shudder, "Retrospection always makes me sad. No, no! be you my avant

courier. You will put every thing into nice order, I know; and when I see you and Godfrey with all your comforts about you, and the old mansion trim and well set out, I shall not be assailed by that legion of blue devils which crossed my path wherever I went when I was last there. But one thing I beg: don't let Roberts talk to you about expense; for although, when nobody was there to see whether the place were neatly kept or not, I thought it nonsense to have money thrown away upon its walks and seats; yet now that you are to traverse the one, and to repose upon the other, I would have every thing as complete as your own drawing-room, and every thing done that can please your eye, or gratify your senses. You will want all," added he, with a kind of melancholy smile," to make Eagle's Crag