I called on her as soon as possible, and found her in fearful anxiety.
She had learned that her father had gone up with a Mr.Willoughby, and neither had been heard from.
"Startled at this intelligence, I instituted a search myself.

I could not find out any thing, but only that there was good reason to believe that both of the unhappy gentlemen had perished.

On returning to the house to call on Ethel, about a week after, I found that she had received full confirmation of this dreadful intelligence, and had gone to Montreal.

It seems that Willoughby's wife was a relative of Ethel's, and she had gone to stay with her.

I longed to see her, but of course I could not intrude upon her in her grief; and so I wrote to her, expressing all the condolence I could.