'O pappa, pappa, she is gone from us, she is gone from us, my sister Livy is gone from us for ever'-- 'Gone, child'-- 'Yes, she is gone off with two gentlemen in a post chaise, and one of them kissed her, and said he would die for her; and she cried very much, and was for coming back; but he persuaded her again, and she went into the chaise, and said, O what will my poor pappa do when he knows I am undone!'-- 'Now then,' cried I, 'my children, go and be miserable; for we shall never enjoy one hour more.

And O may heaven's everlasting fury light upon him and his! Thus to rob me of my child! And sure it will, for taking back my sweet innocent that I was leading up to heaven.

Such sincerity as my child was possest of.

But all our earthly happiness is now over! Go, my children, go, and be miserable and infamous; for my heart is broken within me!'-- 'Father,' cried my son, "is this your fortitude ?'--'Fortitude, child! Yes, he shall see I have fortitude! Bring me my pistols.

I'll pursue the traitor.