called a bed-chamber, and saw that he was too weak even to stand alone, nothing could soften his obduracy. The rest you know. My dear, my suffering father, whose life had been a series of misery, was at length, by the folly and fond credulity of his imprudent daughter, cruelly destroyed. That fatal duel, the effects falling on a broken constitution and a wounded spirit, with fatigue and anxiety, at last terminated a life marked out with continual sorrows, from the day of his marriage.
Those sorrows, my misconduct, and the baseness of another, greatly aggravated, and must entail remorse upon my mind to the last day of my existence."
Thus concludes the narrative of the unfortunate Louisa, which she communicated at different periods, as her weakness permitted, and which Miss D'Alenberg was allowed to commit to paper, for the perusal of her father and his friend.
