Hands of the seducer. 

In one awful moment it burst upon the proud old man that 
hia name was branded with disgrace, his daughter fled, hia 
wordnetdesire outraged, his honor stabbed a deadly blow ; all that he 
had lived for lost ; all that he had hoped for blighted. 

In that household there was such  and wordnetanger 
and  as are horrible but to imagine. wordnetdesire out- 
raged most cruelly, friendship betrayed most vilely, all that 
was pure turned into sin, all that was true turned false. In 
one short hour, the  of that ungodly home was humbled 
to the dust, its fair name stained with , its very life's 
blood oozing from that cruel . " Therefore revenge 
became it well ?" Therefore the  that nothing else 
could allay, should seek to dull itself in vengeance, should 
hunt to the very death the shameless traitor ? Should hurl 
blighting curses on the head of her who had brought this 
ruin on her home ? 

But God stayed the impotent wordnetanger of man. He took 
the vengeance that alone is His, in His own hands; the 
curses that the outraged father called down on his erring 
child, clustered, a black and ghastly troop, around his own 
dying bed, and shut off the last ray of . Before a 
hand could be raised to deal vengeance