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Although it was with no happy sensation Ernest departed that unlucky morning from his brief interview with Rosalind, he experienced no feeling of reproach or vexation. As he rode on musingly, and felt the gentle breeze from the river, flowing calm and peacefully, as if nothing in this outward world could disturb the eternal harmony with which God had rounded and perfected every wave that its rippling murmur should be heard through ages to come as it had been through ages past, a quiet peace overspread his soul, and he felt a willingness to trust all with unshaken confidence to Him who had power to command the winds and the sea, and they obey him. Love alone is immortal, for only in the divine attributes pertaining to its own comprehensive character is incarnated the Deity himself. Just in proportion as man possesses the gift which is free to all who ask it, can he wield the power flowing from it to heal the sins of humanity. Something of this nature, like the breath of inspiration, swept through the brain of