them the sacred principle of
maternal affection. Mrs. Lindsay, during her son Charles's illness, and
whilst laboring under the apprehension that she was about to lose him,
went to his sick room after her return from Lord Coccletown's, and,
finding he was but slightly improving,--if improving at all,--she felt
herself much moved, and asked him how he felt.

"Indeed, my dear mother," he replied, "I can scarcely say; I hardly know
whether I am better or worse."

Harry was in the room at the time, having gone up to ascertain his
condition.

"O, come, Charles," said she, "you were always an affectionate son, and
you must strive and recover. If it may give you strength and hope, I now
tell you that the property which I intended to leave to Harry here, I
shall leave to you. Harry will not require it; he will be well off--much
better than you imagine. He will have back that twelve hundred a year
when that puny girl dies. She is, probably, dead by this time, and he
will, besides, become a wealthy man by marriage."

"But I think, my dear mother, that Harry has the best claim to it; he is
your firstborn, and your eldest son."

"He will not require it," replied his mother; "he is about to be married
to Miss Riddle, the niece of Lord Cockle town."

"Are you quite sure of that, mother?" asked Harry, with a brow as black
as midnight.

"There is an arrangement made," she replied; "the marriage settlements
are to be drawn up, but left unsigned until the death of Alice Goodwin."

Charles here gave a groan of agony, which, for the life of him, he could
not suppress.

"She will not die, I hope," said he; "and, mother, as for the property,
leave it to Harry. I don't think you ought to change your contemplated
arrangements on my account, even should I recover."

"Yes, Charles, but I will--only contrive and live; you are my son, and
as sure as I have life you will be heir to my property."

"But Maria, mother," replied the generous young man; "Maria--" and he
looked imploringly and affectionately into her face.

"Maria will have an ample portion; I have taken care of that. I will
not leave my property to those who are strangers to my blood, as a
son-in-law must be. No, Charles, you shall have my property. As for
Harry, as I said before, he won't stand in need of it."

"Of course you saw Miss Riddle to-day, mother?" asked. Harry.

"I did."

"Of course, too, you mentioned the matter to her?"

"To be sure I did."

"And what