Retribution

by Kate Meriden

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Of this thou needs't not stand in doubt,
Be sure thy sin will find thee out.  
 

There was an unusual commotion in the rural district of W——, for Sefton Hall, one of its principal country-seats, which had so long been left a resort for lawless boys—not to speak of the bats and owls who had found a shelter amid its sombre shades—was about to receive other denizens. 

First came a troop of artists, in the shape of architects, ornamental gardeners, &c.  

The shrubbery which had overgrown the wall was carefully pruned and trimmed, and parterres of choice plants appeared, where unsightly weeds had before accumulated. 

Nor was the renovating process visible only in the arrangements of the grounds, for in the interior of the hall as thorough a scouring and cleaning had been going on. 

The oaken galleries had been polished to the last degree of brilliancy; the mouldy tapestry aired; and general destruction offered to the winged tribe… Read More