He died ere you were born." "Then he is dead?
Oh, I'm so sorry," Alice exclaimed.
"Yes, he's dead; and, as far as possible, your father fulfilled his promise to the widow and her child--a little boy, five years old, of whom Mrs.Worthington herself was appointed guardian.

I never knew what spirit of evil possessed Eliza, but in less than a year after her husband's death, she made a second and most unfortunate marriage.

Mr.
Murdoch proved a greater scoundrel than we supposed, and when their little girl was nearly two years old, we heard of a divorce.

Mr.
Johnson's health was failing fast, and we were about to make the tour of Europe.

Just before we sailed we visited poor Eliza, whom we found heartbroken, for the brutal wretch had managed to steal her daughter, and carried it no one knew whither.