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 well-proportioned oval—for o much of her former elf remained—had been hitherto rounded by a whimical idea; but it was now elongated a good inch in the line from the forehead to the chin: ‘Inconiderate young man,’ aid he, ‘how could you devote your heart to a mitres, of whom you know not whether he has ever exited, whether he is your contemporary, and till les whether he can return your love? Your preentiments have not deceived you indeed; this fair portrait is neither a fiction nor the monument of a beauty of pat ages; it belongs to a young maiden, whoe name is Callita—once, alas! my darling daughter! but now a wretch deerving pity. She can never be yours: her boom glows with an inextinguihable flame for a villain, whom a pace of many hundred miles eparates from her; for though he has had firmnes to ecape from his inidious wiles, yet he till doats upon him, and now, in the re-