e matthers, I
happened to mention to the woman what I had seen the night the carman
was murdhered, and I wondhered at the way she looked on hearin' it. She
went on, but afther a time came back to Liverpool for me, an' took the
typhus on her way home, but thank God, we were all in time to clear
the innocent and punish the guilty; ay, an' reward the good, too, eh,
Toddy?'"

"I'll give Mave away," replied Toddy, "if there wasn't another man in
Europe; an' when I'm puttin' your hand into Con's, Mave, it won't be an
empty one. Ay, an' if your friend Sarah, the wild girl, had lived--but
it can't be helped--death takes the young as well as the ould; and may
God prepare us all to meet Him!"

Young Richard Henderson's anticipations were, unfortunately, too true.
On leaving Mr. Travers' office, he returned home, took his bed, and;
in the course of one short week, had paid, by a kind of judicial
punishment, the fatal penalty of his contemplated profligacy. His father
survived him only a few months, so that there is not at this moment, one
of the name or blood of Henderson in the Grange. The old man died of a
quarrel with Jemmy Branigan, to whom he left a pension of fifty pounds a
year; and truly the grief of this aged servant after him was unique and
original.

"What's to come o' me?" said Jemmy, with tears in his eye; "I have
nothing to do, nobody to attend to, nobody to fight with, nothing to
disturb me or put me out of timper; I knew, however, that he would stick
to his wickedness to the last--an' so he did, for the devil tempted him,
out of sheer malice, when he could get at me no way else, to lave me
fifty pounds a year, to kape me aisy! Sich revenge and villany, by a
dyin' man, was never heard of. God help me, what am I to do now, or what
hand will I turn to? What is there before me but peace and quietness for
the remainder of my life?--but I won't stand that long--an' to lave me
fifty pounds a year, to kape me aisy! God forgive him!"

The Prophet suffered the sentence of the law, but refused all religious
consolation. Whether his daughter's message ever reached him or not,
we have had no means of ascertaining. He died, however, as she wished,
firmly, but sullenly, and as if he despised and defied the world and
its laws. He neither admitted his guilt, nor attempted to maintain
his innocence, but passed out of existence like a man who was already
wearied with its cares, and who now felt satisfied, when it was too
late, t