and Mr. d'Allenberg appeared with an animated countenance.
"He lives," she exclaimed; and leaning her head on the bosom of Louisa, burst into a flood of tears, the first she had shed for three days.
"He does, my dear Theresa; a letter from Mr. Dunloff has restored us all to happiness.
He lives, indeed, wonderfully preserved, and arrived only two days before the messenger.—His brother had expired that day, and therefore both men went to Dunloff's, who quickly sent one back with intelligence so much desired; the other is gone on to Count M———'s, to give notice of his return."
Mr. d'Allenberg might have proceeded for an hour; his beloved daughter heard nothing, thought of nothing, but "Ferdinand is alive; yes, that amiable and unfortunate young man is the care of Heaven; his life is preserved!!!"
"Will you not come down, my Theresa, and hear read, or read yourself, this charm-
