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The whole past--the long, long, years of his ambitious and glorious and
ungrateful life--seemed in one instant to come back, as in a flash of
lightning, before the weary, distracted man; and with this, too, the
consciousness of his present state. He uttered one terrible cry, and
fell down dead.
VII.
Three months later, when his orphans were led by their mother a second
time to visit the humble cemetery of the village near Haerlem, they found
a little old man writing rapidly, with a piece of charcoal, a few strange
words on the stone under which the body of their father, the Minister,
had been laid. When they came close to the spot, the old man ceased, and
pointed out to them, with an awful look, that which he had written.
After the inscription, "John Durer, formerly Minister to his Majesty the
Emperor of Germany," the old man had written--
"Heaven requites ingratitude."
THE STORY OF A WEDGE.
BY REV. C. H. MEAD.
For more than a hundred miles, I had traveled, having the entire seat to
myself.
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