+A Fragment.+
“How curst the monster, who with specious guile,
“Employs _Seduction’s_ soul-degrading arts,
“To drench in tears the cheek that once could smile,
“To blast the joy that innocence imparts!”
**** I saw she was falling, and hastened to her assistance. I caught her
in my arms, and led her into the house. By the application of salts she
recovered---“He refused to listen to me!” she exclaimed, when her powers
of utterance had returned, “and but for him I still might have been
happy.” I asked who the person was she spoke of? “Ah!” replied she, “it
was the wretch that seduced me from the paths of rectitude.”---When she
had regained sufficient strength I requested her to relate to me her
misfortunes, and she gratified me as follows---