Thus the masterpiece of Nicholas failed of its end, though it served another. For no one could have heard the story of it, before it was destroyed, without being made to realize how melancholy that a man should rear a monument of execration to the false heart of the woman he once had loved; and how terrible for mankind to celebrate the dead for the evil that was in them instead of the good.
THE END.
Transcriber's Notes
Obvious typographical errors have been silently corrected, and hyphenation has been standardised. Variations in spelling and punctuation have been retained.
The repetition of Story Titles on consecutive pages has been removed.
At the beginning of section III of the first story, Friday, the 31st of August, 1809 was in fact a Thursday. This has not been corrected.