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over and pile on the fuel. There a mother is mourning over the fire that has gathered around her only daughter. She was a beautiful girl and eagerly sought the joys of life. Her companions were voteries of pleasure and when wearied with their mirth she kindled her wasted energies with the sickly fire of some overwrought imagination. Her mother saw the evil tending of this course but mistaken love held back the warning till too late. for while she hesitated consumption had kindled in the bones of the maiden. In vain now must the physician strive to quench this fire, his skill cannot reach it, the girl must die. At a little distance is another person so completely enveloped in flames that I can scarcely see him He was once a happy man but in an evil hour a spark of dislike fell among his affections. One afternoon he wished the use of his neighbor's carriage but it hug? gone to town. Vexed by the disappointment his evil genius ventured to suggest that his neighbor knew he wanted it and had therefore chosen that day to go to the city. As he brooded over this he remembered that not long since this very neighbor's cattle had broken into his grain and now he doubted not that their owner had himself turned them into his field, for why should thy have broken over that night and not before. Thus one little circumstance