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 beloved Jane, who still slept in apparent composure. About four in the morning Rosetta reclined her head on the back of her chair, and fell asleep. In less than an hour shoshe [sic] was awoke by hearing some footsteps hastily descending the stairs. She rose and approached the bed to look if her Jane's afflictions were still banished by the influence of Morpheus. She was gone! Rosetta looked around; it was evident that she had risen and dressed herself. Terrified beyond description, Rosetta hastened to the chamber where her husband slept, and entreated him to join with her in the pursuit of Jane. Lubin instantly thought of the grove where he had oft seen her walking with the faithless Henry.-Thither they ran as fast as their fears would allow, and found the object of their search stretched on the cold ground, and making a piteous moan. Lubin raised and supported her in his arms, while he joined with Rosetta in calling her by the most endearing appellations. As they led her home they endeavoured to inspire her with fortitude and resignation. She answered only with heavy sighs, and some vague sentences. Alas! their gentle cares were vain, Reason had fled her brain; a melancholy despondence reigned there; and an oblivion of every transaction but the source of her own irremediable woes. In vain werowere [sic] the physicians, and all their medical attendants, summoned; human skill was vain. Jane was doomed to linger out her existencoexistence [sic] a hapless maniac. She was perfectly harmless and tractable; and for whole days would wander in those places where she had been used to walk with Henry. She would sing the most plaiutiveplaintive [sic] airs, and converse with those who addressed her about him. From the villagers she gained thothe [sic] appelation of Crazy Jane;