But it was not so.–There was one heart that melted with sympathy, and one eye that shed a solitary tear, to see so interesting a youth thus, as it were, about to be buried alive, upon so vague and slight a suspicion. That heart, and that eye, beat in the bosom, and sparkled in the brow of as fair a maid as ever the sun shone upon in this new world, whose sprightly daughters are acknowledged on all hands to excel in beauty, grace, and virtue, all the rest of the universe.