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forebodings of Walter's mind, together with the dissipation in which he had indulged during the last month, prostrasted him; he was violently attacked with a nervous fever, and for several weeks was unable to leave his stateroom. During this time they had given chase to several vessels, but had been unsuccessful. One bright beautiful morning he crept on deck and sat down, endeavoring to find something on which to rest a hope of escape. Everything on which his imagination could fix was shrouded in blackness, in darkness and despair, at which he grew faint and sick. He thought at first that he would throw himself overboard; but he was afraid to destroy that which he had sworn to rob others of. The prayers and tears of his mother and sisters came up before him like so many spectres to drive him to despair; he thought of his own happy

home, together with the smiles and caresses which had in vain been lavished upon him; he thought of his mother's last gift,-the Bible-and at that moment he would have given worlds to have redeemed it. But it was gone, he had pawned it for a single glass of that which had proved his ruin. Wearied with thinking, he lay down upon deck and slept until he was aroused by the loud cry of “ ship ahoy." The next sound that fell upon his ear, "All hands on deck,"-every man was armed. Under full sail they gave the distant vessel chase, every moment gaining ground upon her. Orders were given to board her at once. The stranger ship sailed alongside without appearing to notice them. Orders were given to fire upon her, and no sooner was it obeyed, than the merchant ship charged back with redoubled fury. Captain Brown found

that he was like to have his match; the grappling irons were soon made fast. The next moment Captain Brown was run through with the bayonet of an American seaman, and he fell dead upon the deck. The crew on board the Blackbird were panicstruck, and soon cried for quarter, which was conditionally granted. Walter, with the rest of the wounded persons, was carried on board the "Elkhart," where his wounds were found to be mortal. The dying man was conscious that a kinder hand than he was worthy of was wiping the sweat from his brow. He opened his eyes and saw Lewis McMartin standing by his side. To him, with his dying breath, he told his story. Mr. McMartin tried to point him to the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sins of the world, but despair filled the soul of the wretched man; the vital spark flickered and then

went out. His body was consigned to a watery grave to slumber among the coral caves until the last trumpet shall sound which will awake the dead to a reunion of the soul and the body.

Mr. McMartin had found that it was impossible in America to keep his brother from scenes of dissipation. He, soon after leaving the South, proposed to his brother a sea voyage, faintly hoping in some degree to restore him to health, knowing that on board ship he would have him more completely under his control. He labored hard to direct his mind, and by the kindest and most conclusive arguments to convince him of the great risk he was running in trifling with his life and health. Mr. McMartin did not seem to live for himself, but for his brother's spiritual and temporal happiness, for which he was constantly laboring. Sometimes his hope

would become brightened, and he would for a moment indulge the thought that Augustus would at length become a temperate man. He related to his brother the unhappy fate of poor Bertram, hoping that it would be a warning to him. Nothing of interest transpired during the passage, save their encounter with the Blackbird. The brothers spent a few weeks in Liverpool, and then visited the great Metropolis, where every place of inMr. Mcterest was visited by them. Martin was always careful to avoid those places where his brother would be tempted more than he would be able to bear. Wines were not allowed on his table; if they were invited to dine with a friend, he only consented on condition that this evil should not be among the varieties. After a pleasant stay of several weeks in London, they took passage for France, both

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