WRATH AND DESOLATION. Hark! there was the trampling of horses and thundering of wheels at the door! Could the doctor be come already, and in such a fashion? Jumbo hurried to admit him, and Mrs. Aylward moved to arrange matters, but the clasp that was on Aurelia's hand would not let her go. Presently there came, not Dr. Hunter's tread, but a crisp, rustling sound, and the tap of high heels, and in the doorway stood, tall, erect, and terrible, Lady Belamour, with a blaze of wrath in her blue eyes, and concentrated rage in her whole form, while in accents low, but coming from between her teeth, she demanded, "Miserable boy, what means this?" "Oh! madam, take care! he is sadly hurt!" cried Aurelia, with a gesture as if to screen him. "I ask what this means?" repeated Lady Belamour, advanc

