"Father," said she, "hast thou not taught me that God shieldeth the
patriot as well as armeth him!"
"True!" returned he, with an answering smile; "steadily believe this,
and where will be the sighs you have just been breathing!"
"Nature will shrink," replied she; "but the Christian's hope checks her
ere she falls. Pardon me then, holy father, that I sometimes weep; but
they are often tears of trust and consolation."
"Daughter of heaven," replied the good prior, "you might teach devotion
to age, and cause youth to be enamored of the graces of religion! Be
ever thus, and you may look with indifference on the wreck of worlds."
Helen having meekly replied to this burst from the heart of the holy
man, begged to see her cousin before he set off on his expedition. The
prior withdrew, and within an hour after, Murray entered the apartment.
Their conversation was long, and their parting full of an interest
that dissolved them both into tears. "When I see you again, my brave
cousin, tell me that my father is free, and his preserver safe. Your
own life, dear Andrew," added she, as he pressed his cheek to hers,
"must always be precious to me.
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