from everlasting to everlasting. Nora was martyred; her martyrdom
was as the grief of a moment; but she has ascended and her happiness
is eternal in the heavens. Think of her so. And rouse yourself. Wake
to the duties and pleasures of life. Look around upon and enjoy the
beauty of the earth, the wisdom of man, the loveliness of woman, and
the goodness of God. If you were a single man I should say 'marry
again'; but as you are already a married man, though estranged from
your wife, I say to you, seek a reconciliation with that lady. You
are both in the prime of life."

"What! does Nora's son give me such advice?" inquired Brudenell,
with a faint, incredulous smile.

"Yes, he does; as Nora herself in her wisdom and love would do,
could she speak to you from heaven," said Ishmael solemnly Brudenell
slowly and sorrowfully shook his head.

"The Countess of Hurstmonceux can nevermore be anything to me," he
said.

"My father! have you then no kindly memory of the sweet young lady
who placed her innocent affections upon you in your early manhood,
and turning away from all her wealthy and titled suitors, gave
herself and her fortune to you?"

Slowly and bitterly Herman Brudenell shook his head. Ishmael, still
looking earnestly in his face continued:

"Who left her native country and her troops of friends, and crossed
the sea alone, to follow you to a home that must have seemed like a