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African Methodist Episcopal Church Review, Vol. 6, Num. 3
344                   CHURCH REVIEW.

 Mrs. Irving shrieked and fainted.  This aroused the house-
hold. All was now confusion; the housekeeper and servants
hurried to and fro, talking in whispers. Horace appeared calm,
almost like one in a dream; he wandered into the library and
seated himself in his uncle's favorite chair. He tried to collect
his bewildered thoughts and think of the events of the evening;
his uncle's last words to him, and the peculiar tone in which
they were spoken still sounded in his ears; and the fond look he
gave him when they parted in the hall was fresh in his mind.
  He bowed his head on the table before him and, with an
audible groan, he murmured: "0 uncle! dearest and best friend,
what loss is equal to mine?  Would that I had followed you to-
ight, unmanly as it seemed; then, perhaps, my presence in some
way might have saved you from so sad and terrible a fate!"
His fine, manly form shook with emotion, and a feeling of almost
suffocation rose in his throat.
  In this condition doctor Graham found him, and laying his
hand on his shoulder, said, kindly: "This is a sad affair, but I
have not told you all. Carleton, after committing the dreadful
deed, plunged the fatal dagger into his own breast.  No phy-
sician's skill could save him, and he now lies dying at the Hotel
Le Vere. He expressed a strong desire to see you--said he could
not die in peace if you failed to come. Your aunt's condition
demands my presence here; but the carriage is waiting, and
this officer is at your service."
  Horace raised his head, but seemed greatly distressed, and
positively refusal to go.
  "Doctor," said he, "you know not what you ask. The thought
of seeing my uncle's murderer is repulsive to me in the extreme."
  The doctor sat down by his side, and calmly reasoned with
him, reminding him of his relation to the family.  This had its
desired effect; he consented at once, and seating himself in the
carriage beside the policeman, they were driven rapidly towards
the hotel.
  Here a large crowd had gathered, and it was with considerable
difficulty that they forced their way through.
  Horace shuddered, and his limbs almost refused him support,
as he entered the room where Carleton lay, and approached the
  "This is very kind in you, Horace," said Carleton, extending
his hand feebly. "I felt as if I must see you once more.  My
time is short  My career on earth is almost ended.  But, Horace,
don't blame me too much for the terrible deed I have committed.
I was not myself, and have not been for some time; I was very
much excited; I can't realize it now. It all seems like a dream
to me."
 He paused; the doctor gave him a spoonful of cordial, and he
proceeded: "I was never properly restrained in childhood.
When about fourteen years of age. I ran away from home, taking
money that did not belong to me, leaving my father sick, and my
mother and little sisters destitute; came to this city, where I em-


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African Methodist Episcopal Church Review, Vol. 6, Num. 3

Volume:  06
Issue Number:  03
Date:  01/1890


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