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of leaves, and arranged in his memory, not without wonder, the singular events of the preceding day, which appeared the more surprising the more he considered them. He had lost the protectress of his youth, and, in the same day, he had recovered the guide and guardian of his childhood. The former deprivation he felt ought to be matter of unceasing regret, and it seemed as if the latter could hardly be the subject of unmixed self-congratulation. He rememb

a pupil, when I am at the age of judging of my own actions?-this s

ts which involuntarily arose in his mind, as he would have resisted an actual instigation of the foul fiend; and, to aid him in his

to conceal that I did so; and I have kept my word till now; and when she shall ask me for the rosary, I must say I have forgo

as of a nature very different from that which animated the enthusiastic matron,

or the exhortations of Father Ambrose, who, in his lay estate, had been called Edward Glendinning. This zealous monk had been apprized, by an unsigned letter placed in his hand by a pilgrim, that a child educated in the Catholic faith was now in the Castle of Avenel, perilously situated, (so was the scroll expressed,) as ever the three children who were cast into the fiery furnace of persecution. The letter threw upon Father Ambrose the fault, should this solitary lamb, unwillingly left

He adhered to the forms of his religion rather because he felt it would be dishonourable to change that of his fathers, than from any rational conviction or sincere belief of its mysterious doctrines. It was a principal part of the distinction which, in his own opinion, si

hurch of Rome, "he little knows whose ears are receiving his profane doctrine, and with what contempt and abhorrence t

ection of Mr. Warden, began and ended the faith of Roland Graeme, who, independently of the pride of singularity, sought not to understand, and had no one to expound to him, the peculiarities of the tenets which he professed. His regret, therefore, at

must reach the ears of his relative. He felt it could be no one but her who had secretly transmitted these be

"for hers is a zeal which age cannot quell; and if she has n

lled the youth to the heart, so sad and earnest did the benediction flow from her lips, in a tone where devotion was blended with affection. "And thou hast started thus early from thy couc

hat devotional as were the habitual exercises of her mind, the thoughts of her

momentary dereliction of her imaginary high calling-"Come," she

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the way? Hast thou lived with heretics till thou hast learned to instal the

ady come, when I must establish my freedom, or be a willin

by which her thoughts seemed most constantly engrossed, although,

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rosary," he said, "at

, hast thou lost what was sent so far, and at such risk, a token of the truest aff

he token, as coming from you. For what remains, I trust to win gold enough, when I push my w

mself, and sanctified by his blessing, is but a few knobs of gold, whose value may be replaced by the wages of his profane labour, and whose virtue may be

elieve and I pray according to the rules of our chu

ust and ashes, atone for it by fasting, prayer, and penance, instead of looking o

ault I can do no more.-But, mother," he added, after a moment's pause, "let me not incur your farther displeasure, if I ask whither our journey is bound, and what is its object. I am no longer a child, but a man

yourself you owe nothing-you can owe nothing-to me you owe every thing-your life when an infant-your support while a child-the means of instruction, a

e; and he hastened to reply,-"I forget nothing of what I owe to you, my dearest mother-show me how my blood can te

se to thee, were it to be fully explained? Thou wouldst not then follow my command, but thine own judgment; thou wouldst not do the will of Heaven, communicated through thy best friend, to whom thou owest thine all; but thou wouldst observe the blinded dictates of thine own imperfect reason. Hear me, Roland! a lot calls thee-solicits thee-dema

newed by these wild expressions of reckless passion, "I will not forsake you-I will abide with you-worlds

worth all these-say on

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church, and the pride of the noble. Succeed or fail, live or die, thy name shall be among those with whom success or failure is alike glorious, death or life alike desirable. Forward, then, forward! life is short, and our plan is laborious-Angels, saints, and the whole blessed host of heaven, have their eyes even now on this barren and blighted land of Scotland-What say I? on Scotland? their eye

made a party. When she had finished her appeal to Heaven, she left him no leisure for farther hesitation, or for asking any explanation of her purpose; but passing with the same ready transition a

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as well as to wonder at his flight.-Let us now," she said, "to our morning meal, and care

n their farther journey. Magdalen Graeme led the way, with a firm and active step much beyond her years, and Roland Graeme

e desire of independence and free agency, and yet to be for