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Rh relieved my heart of every burden, when, a ecund time, he throws a mountain upon it. Stop, friend concience, why do you take his part?—For twenty years thus you have ued me, and been my torture.

Ah! Anhalt, I am glad you are come. My concience and myelf are at variance.

Your concience is in the right.

You don’t know yet what the quarrel is.

Concience is always right—becaue it never peaks unles it is o.

Ay, a man of your order can more eaily attend to its whipers, than an old warrior. The ound of cannon has made him hard of hearing.—I have found my on again, Mr. Anhalt, a fine, brave young man—I mean to make him my heir—Am I in the right ?

Perfectly.

And his mother hall live in happines—My etate, Weldendorf, hall be hers—I’ll give it to her, and he hall make it her reidence. Don’t I do right?

No.

No? And what ele hould I do?

Marry her.

I marry her! -