he is seen no more. Terrible! terrible!" she said, and wept.
The description that I had just heard of this most terrible punishment, took a great hold of my mind. I wished to ask what the crime was that was so cruelly dealt with; but I dared not enquire, all looked so grave at the very mention of the punishment. It was truly an intellectual refinement of cruelty. Only think of a living being floating away into an interminable space, and that being one who could live without food,—a being that had a mind, that could think, and hope, and fear. Where would his misery end? When would this poor creature's torment cease? Would birds of prey follow him, flying round his head, gloating over him and pecking at his eyes? But it was useless for me to try to think it all out, to realise the terrors he must endure, and the end he must come to. As the Recorder's wife said:—"Who can tell what becomes of them? This cannot be known, until the day arrives that will clear up all mystery, and put
