Then death was the scope
of his thoughts; now an injury unspeakably more dreadful. How
thankful should I be to the power that has interposed to save me!
That power is invisible. It is subject to the cognizance of one of
my senses. What are the means that will inform me of what nature
it is? He has set himself to counter-work the machinations of this
man, who had menaced destruction to all that is dear to me, and
whose coming had surmounted every human impediment. There was none
to rescue me from his grasp. My rashness even hastened the
completion of his scheme, and precluded him from the benefits of
deliberation. I had robbed him of the power to repent and forbear.
Had I been apprised of the danger, I should have regarded my
conduct as the means of rendering my escape from it impossible.
Such, likewise, seem to have been the fears of my invisible
protector. Else why that startling entreaty to refrain from
opening the closet? By what inexplicable infatuation was I
compelled to proceed?
"Surely," said I, "there is omnipotence in the cause that changed
the views of a man like Carwin.
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