tainty, he could not help wondering that his correspondent

in St. James's Street had not written to inform him of the

non-arrival of the intended victim. But the reason of the

omission was furnished to him from an unexpected source.

As he sat at breakfast, carelessly glancing over the

columns of a morning journal, his eye was suddenly attracted

by the words, " Fatal duel death of Peter Wood-


ley, Esq. ; and a few following lines informed him, that

the gentleman in question had been run through the body

at a hostile

The paper

meeting, which originated in a dispute at dice.

dropped from his hand, and a cold shiver ran

through his frame, as he learned the sudden cutting off

of his companion in former villanies: without knowing

why, he associated the catastrophe with a secret misgiving,

that his own exit would be of a violent nature ; and the

presentiment to which the paragraph gave birth from that

hour never deserted him. He was still labouring under

the agitation which the tragical news had excited, when

the Squire was announced, and the personage who entered,

and the unusual early hour of the visit, contributed to his

discomposure. In fact, he stammered so in his welcome,

that he felt compelled to apologise.


I got up a little out of sorts," he "

said, with my

nerves unsettled ; and they have just been still further

disturbed by reading in the paper the fall of an old college

chum in a duel."

" "

Woodley, eh ! said the Squire, who had perused the

same "

journal ; serve him right ; got punished for cog-

know the fellow that settled him/'

ging ;

" It's a deplorable case," said the "

Creole, in all its

bearings ; but gambler, as I believe he was, one must be

shocked at his being called to his account so unexpectedly."


Nobody doubts," answered the "

Squire. When the

devil dies, he'll have a chief mourner."

" Mr. Somerville," answered the Creole, as calmly as he

could, " I can allow for your known ascetic temper, or

such an expression would excite my serious displeasure.

But I have observed with regret a kind of personal pique

towards me in particular, unconscious as I am of any in-

tentional cause of offence, ever since the lamentable death



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