The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. As it is not, however, our intention to furnish a complete catalogue of these curiosities, we shall merely mention that in front of them lay a large and sharp knife, once the property of the public executioner, and used by him to dissever the limbs of those condemned to death for high-treason; together with an immense two-pronged flesh-fork, likewise employed by the same terrible functionary to plunge the quarters of his victims in the caldrons of boiling tar and oil. "A sail?" said McClintock. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow. “Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow.
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