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ever, as she had premised, a painful effort on thepart of the lady. She trembled as she steppedinto the carriage, and dropped into her seat, withthe desparate air of one obliged to submit to someextreme calamity. With such a white face andforced composure, did Tell level the arrow againstthe apple on his dear boy's head; and so lookedBrutus as he assumed the judgment-seat to pro-nounce sentence of death on his son!

It was a lovely day, with fresh airs breathingabout, and a sky deeply blue like that of the South.In the course of the journey, they turned, theyscarcely knew how it happened, into a lane in whichthey did not recollect to have ever been before. Itwas a solitary spot; the road was exceedingly un-even, and the swaying of the carriage to and fro wasoccasionally not without danger. They had pene-trated the avenue so far that it was not advisableto return; yet, although the way was so uncouth,they could hardly fear an accident, as the horseswere known to be steady, and the mid-day lightwas so strong and clear. Presently they came toa break in the hedge on one side, and this shewedthem that they were on the brink of a sudden