is ready to consecrate our union in a neighbouring chapel."

Eleanor had fallen senseless on the ground; her faithful Rosalie endeavoured to reanimate her, but neither warmth nor motion could revive her unfortunate friend. She advanced to the border of the forest to seek assistance, and meeting the servants who carried the litter, the Countess was

soon conveyed home, where she found herself surrounded by her most affectionate friends; but alas! she was only restored to life to feel the weight of existence, and to desire the repose of the tomb. Time, however, cures many griefs, for two years after the lovely Eleanor de Saverny married Raoul de Beauvoir, a noble and handsome knight, who had a soft smile and gentle

speech, and the lady had no more desire to consult the Hermit of the Rock.

THE CHURCH BELLS.
Sweet bells! sweet bells! I love to hear
Your music sounding soft and clear,
It minds me of my childhood's home,
Near the old church with ivy dome,
Where I have linger'd till the old mill
With its noisy wheel was hush'd and still,
To list to those sounds, more sweet to me,
Than the note of the pipe or lute can be.
Sweet bells! sweet bells! as ye merrily chime,
I have form'd in your music some fanciful rhyme,

Attun'd to some wild little song of my own,
Both lively and sad, to their varying tone:
In the cool breeze of eve, when the pale moon's

light

Show'd the firmament studded with stars so bright,

I have seem'd to feel more their influence here, And have scarcely why though I've dropp'd a

tear.

Sweet bells! sweet bells: ye truantly play,
For ye cling to the winds and are carried away,
Like a fanciful being to find some new face,
But they waft ye back to your own native place;
And I have travell'd both far and wide,
With a gloomy heart o'er the changing tide,
But nought to my mind so sweetly tells,
Till sounds in my ear the merry church bells.

FAITHFUL ADHERENTS.

JANE.

loves."

"Thanks, Baron, if not from the latter, most assuredly not from the former cause;" warmly replied Frederick, "but a truce to such idle badinage; when we have such a glorious task and sweet reward before us, ought we to loiter thus ?" Breakfast being hastily despatched, the Baron proposed to accompany Frederick. "Nay, Baron, not so, Count Albert is less accustomed to the castle than I, and, being the greater stranger, should have the better company," said he, " however will not be alone, old Michael shall attend me, as I need no guide where love points the way: I at the left wing where lie our apartments," added Albert. "The blessing of heaven be with and aid you, Frederick," said the Baron, as with streaming eyes he followed Albert from the hall.

"I

I will commence at the centre stair-case." "And

When they were gone, Frederick called the old steward Michael, and bidding him bring a lamp and small basket of food and follow him, led the way up the staircase and across the long corridor, telling them as he went his mysterious dream. "Thank goodness!" the old man exclaimed in ecstacy," she will then be found and wedded by you, my lord, and that fierce looking count will be disappointed after all: oh! how pleased my young lady will be, I am sure she would break her heart did she not marry you.

Half-pleased, half-offended, Frederick tried in vain to repress his garrulity, the old man with the loquacity of age still continued. Many's the time I have seen her sit with her lute upon her knee, her fair hand resting listlessly on its strings; you, my lord, have entered, her fine eye has brightened, her rosy colour become deeper, her lute been no longer silent; pardon me! but I have watched you from childhood, have seen how closely and firmly your young hearts have knit together, then could such evident marks of love pass unnoticed by me?

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During the war between the Turks and the Russians, in 1769, Caraman Pacha, who had a command in one of the actions near Choczim, having gone to meet the Grand Vizier on his march; that general, for what real or supposed cause is not known, flew into a most violent They had now reached Ella's chamber, and passion, and immediately ordered his head to be taking the lamp and basket from Michael, Frederick cut off. The unfortunate Pacha endeavoured to told him not to leave the room until he called; and retire, and at the same time drawing his sword, was proceeding alone, when Michael in great tredefended himself bravely; but being soon surpidation called out, you are not surely going rounded and overpowered by numbers, he was cnt "And why to pieces. In the mean time his selictar, or sword-along the haunted gallery, my lord!" not, good Michael." "Because they say the bearer, fired with rage and indignation at the spirit of the murdered Lady Cecil Marchmont situation of his master, suddenly drew a pistol, walks there." Tush! I and Ella have played with which he attempted to shoot the Vizier. It there for hours when we were children, and no happened fortunately for the Vizier, that a faithful domestic having seen the motion of the selic-spirit appeared to us; besides, I trod it last night in my dream, and shall I hesitate now she is in tar's arm, stepped suddenly before his master, danger? oh, no! received the shot intended for him, and fell dead at his feet.

He passed along the deserted gallery with a quick but firm step, until he reached a low door half revealed by the falling tapestry, which was slowly but surely mouldering away, this opened into a dark narrow passage, he raised his lamp to mark more accurately the various turnings lest he might lose himself on his return; for no friendly spirit now appeared to aid, hope alone was the beacon to guide him onward; in a short time he stopped before the very blank wall pointed to by the airy figure in his dream; he struck it, it sounded hollow, and again the same low voice

repeated the words "oh! Frederick, save me, I am dying.

A fearful silence of a few moments succeeded, he then loudly called "Ella!" he was answered by a feeble scream; reassured he quickly enquired how he could find entrance. "The spring, the spring," she faintly uttered; he passed his hand over the wall, till he encountered a hard substance, wall flew open, he entered, and placing his basket he pressed it, and a concealed door in the mimic in the aperture to prevent the door closing on him, from excess of joy at her unexpected deliverance: sprang to the assistance of Ella who had fainted she was cold as marble, and exhausted with hunger he poured some wine down her throat and when she revived, gave her some food which she greedily devoured: gently raising her from her recumbent posture, he took her in his arms and softly but swiftly retrod the passages; when he reached the long gallery he called Michael, but as he did not come, he concluded he was too timid, so did not stop, but bore his lovely burden to her chamber, where the steward had had a comfortable fire lit, he drew a couch to it, on which Frederick placed Ella.

Frederick with cautious policy would not allow the Baron to be apprised of her safety, lest he, too eager to behold his child, might burst into the apartment, and snap the frail thread of her existence. Joy at her escape from a horrid death hunger and cold; and she lay, without sense or had overpowered her, already exhausted with motion, for upwards of an hour, when at length she slowly revived, she poured forth fervent expressions of gratitude to her preserver; in which Michael was often heard to say "love was strongly blended."

Michael was now despatched for her father, and in the interim a conversation took place, that asserted the steward's claim to discernment; what was said we will not say, as we respect the lover's secrets too much to divulge them to the world, but this much we will say: when her father entered Frederick was seated at her side with his arm round her waist and her head reclining upon his shoulder.

Her father's surprise and joy at again pressing to his paternal heart the daughter he had given up as lost, was extreme, he alternately embraced her and Frederick, whom he repeatedly called his "dear son:" when he became more composed he desired to know where she had been, and how found.

After Frederick had repeated his dream, Ella

said that when she fled she told no one, as she had not fixed her retreat; but as her merry pursuers gained upon her at every point, she bethought herself of the secret chamber; the spring closed up, and when she turned to gain the other outlet a yawning chasm was between her and it; and she had no alternative but to call those who were searching her or perish: in agitating suspense she waited till their voices gradually died in the increasing distance, she was soon hoarse with screaming, and she, who an hour before was in the midst of mirth and revelry, was then immured alive with no visible chance of escape.

Now, however, she was restored to those she

loved, pallid and weary, but grateful, glad and happy.

It is almost needless to add that in a short time the fair Ella became the beloved wife of Lord Frederick Edgecombe, to the great disappointment of Count Albert Nugent, the fortune hunter, and the extreme pleasure and satisfaction of Michael, who to the last day of his life was a firm believer in dreams, and that it was the Lady Cecil's spirit that in a vision directed Lord Frederick to the secret chamber.