his fortune, and obtaining his mistress; but he was scarce landed,
when he was seized with one of the fevers which are common in those
islands, and died in a few days, lamented by every one that knew
him. This news soon reached his mistress, who was at the same time
pressed by her father to marry a rich miserly fellow, who was old
enough to be her grandfather. The death of her lover had no effect
on her inhuman parent: he was only the more earnest for her
marriage with the man he had provided for her; and what between her
despair at the death of the one, and her aversion to the other, the
poor young lady was reduced to the condition you see her in. But
God would not prosper such cruelty; her father's affairs soon after
went to wreck, and he died almost a beggar."

Though this story was told in very plain language, it had
particularly attracted Harley's notice; he had given it the tribute
of some tears. The unfortunate young lady had till now seemed
entranced in thought, with her eyes fixed on a little garnet ring
she wore on her finger; she turned them now upon Harley. "My Billy
is no more!" said she; "do you weep for my Billy? Blessings on your
tears! I would weep too, but my brain is dry; and it burns, it
burns, it burns!"--She drew nearer to Harley.--"Be comforted, young
lady," said he, "your Billy is in heaven."--"Is he, indeed? and
shall we meet again? and shall that frightful man (pointing to the
keeper) not be there!--Alas! I am grown naughty of late; I have
almost forgotten to think of heaven: yet I pray sometimes; when I
can, I pray; and sometimes I sing; when I am saddest, I sing: --You
shall hear me--hush!


"Light be the earth on Billy's breast,