In great haste, Yours faithfully, Ambulinia.
"I now take my leave of you, sweet girl," said Louisa, "sincerely wishing you success on Sabbath next." When Ambulinia's letter was handed to Elfonzo, he perused it without doubting its contents.

Louisa charged him to make but few confidants; but like most young men who happened to win the heart of a beautiful girl, he was so elated with the idea that he felt as a commanding general on parade, who had confidence in all, consequently gave orders to all.

The appointed Sabbath, with a delicious breeze and cloudless sky, made its appearance.

The people gathered in crowds to the church--the streets were filled with neighboring citizens, all marching to the house of worship.

It is entirely useless for me to attempt to describe the feelings of Elfonzo and Ambulinia, who were silently watching the movements of the multitude, apparently counting them as then entered the house of God, looking for the last one to darken the door.