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Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by such slight

ligaments are we bound to prosperity or ruin. When I look back,

it seems to me as if this almost miraculous change of inclination

and will was the immediate suggestion of the guardian angel of my

life-the last effort made by the spirit of preservation to avert

the storm that was even then hanging in the stars and ready to

envelop me. Her victory was announced by an unusual tranquillity

and gladness of soul which followed the relinquishing of my

ancient and latterly tormenting studies. It was thus that I was

to be taught to associate evil with their prosecution, happiness

with their disregard.

It was a strong effort of the spirit of good, but it was

ineffectual. Destiny was too potent, and her immutable laws had

decreed my utter and terrible destruction.

Chapter 3