Faugh! it sickens me to see those who make a merit of incivism, and perish to save some bad patriot, because it is a son, or a father, or a wife, or a daughter, who is saved." "I AM one of those fools of feeling," said the stranger, rising.

"You have divined aright." "And wilt thou not, in return for my mercy, utter to-night the revelations thou wouldst proclaim to-morrow?
Come; and perhaps thou too--nay, the woman also--may receive, not reprieve, but pardon." "Before your tribunal, and there alone! Nor will I deceive you, president.

My information may avail you not; and even while I show the cloud, the bolt may fall." "Tush! prophet, look to thyself! Go, madman, go.

I know too well the contumacious obstinacy of the class to which I suspect thou belongest, to waste further words.

Diable! but ye grow so accustomed to look on death, that ye forget the respect ye owe to it.