the grave, the guilty, and the fearful; a deep and universal silence spread itself over all. The sun shone direct and intensely on the host; and, the minister, in addressing them, rose by degrees into a strain of eloquence, and bent his piercing regard on the various characters around him, while the fine tones of his voice were echoed from precipice and shore. Then came forth the various passions and emotions of the heart without disguise, and the minister, whose enthusiasm kindled as he saw it prevail around him, and, to whom sighs and wailings were sounds as delightful as are to the warrior the cries of the vanquished, became yet more wild and irresistable, and felt that the spirits of the people were chained and bowed in his grasp,

There was one, however, to whom this scene opened, for the first time, brighter hours and happier prospects. Apart from the rest of the multitude, and on the declivity of the hill, which he had reached with difficulty, lay William. He was stretched on the earth, his arm resting on the rock, and feebly supporting his wearied head, and his pale countenance, bent with an impassioned expression on the man whose words seemed to enter his very soul. He trembled at the portrait drawn of the guilty; and his own rash deed, with its possible cousequences, rushed over his thoughts; but by degrees his eye grew radiant with hope; a smile (long a stranger there) passed over his wasted features, and he burst into a passion of tears. A better impulse was given to the hopeless man; and despair, that had previously marked him for her own, fled for ever. That fearful strife of love, of jealousy, and baf fled desire, began to subside; and he even forgave the man who had spoiled him of the last and only hope of his existence.

When the assembled multitude dispersed from the hill, Williams again sought his home, that no longer looked so sad to his eye.. Henceforth his remaining days were passed more tranquilly; and als though he felt that the silver cord and the golden chalice' of life were soon to be broken, he was resigned that it should be so, and looked onward as the captive gazes forth on the loveliness of lake and mountain that is spread around the walls of his cell, Death could have nothing so terrible as the war of the pas sions, which had torn his heart, but had now yielded to a mightier principle.

So. felt the unfortunate youth, whose soul grew happier as his strength wasted his silent and forsaken chamber became to him even a palace, peopled with the beautiful visions of his fervid imagination, that were drawn from another and a brighter world: yet with these would often mingle an image of his dear but perjured Anne; it came before him with the same bright eyes, fair hair, and looks of tenderness, as in former days, and refused to depart.

It was towards the close of autumn; the leaves had begun to fall from the trees; and Williams resolved to exert all his remaining strength, one fine evening, in order to reach the scene that he had loved to visit in former years, and behold it once more ere he died. Every step along the path, as he slowly went, seemed dear to his memory, and he came at last to the glen that was to have been the place of his marriage happiness. His sunken looks brightened as he entered it, and looked on every spot, unchanged as on the day he last walked there with his intended wife. The cottage was tenantless, and the trees spread their shadows uselessly above, but the stream hurried loudly over

its narrow bed, the sides of the hills were covered with verdure, and the small sandy beach below, on which the waves broke gently, glittered in the sun, as fair as ever. This was to have been their home: in the forsaken cottage Anne and himself were to have lived for years-and years of such tenderness and lasting attachment! So had they said and believed, the last time they had sat within its walls, and busied themselves in forming the little arrangements of their future establishment. It was on just such an evening as the present, as calm and silent

Williams strove to banish these recollections, and to fix his thoughts on higher and more enduring objects-but it might not be; his strength both of body and mind fell beneath the effort.

The day had faded some time, and every object had begun to grow indistinct, when one of the inhabitants of the town, returning by chance through the glen, found the unfortunate young man lying lifeless on the bank beside the dwelling. His features were calm as in sleep; in one hand was clasped a Bible; while the other, pressed on his heart, contained a small miniature of the girl he had loved with an intenseness that men in his condition of life seldom feel. Tales of the West.

To bid the past restore

Gifts it once fondly gave; Friends, whom this heart shall clasp And love, that's in the grave: Gay childhood I recal,

Bright in its beams and showers; The bow, the bat, the wicket, all

That gladden'd life's young hours! And manhood's ripening years,

By dearer thoughts imprest; When first a lover's hopes and fears Throbbed in my glowing breast! One angel form I see,

Lovely as tints of even ;
I hear the sigh, that gave to me
The fairest work of Heaven!
I look through many a year

Of bliss, of wedded love;
Mary, forgive this starting tear;
Shall we not meet above?

Thy beauty lingers still

On many a shining brow;
Sweet as the beam on the purpled hill,
When all is shade below!
Thy virtue still survives

In many a stainless breast;
The mother in her offspring lives,
And still the sire is blest!

My limbs are waxing old,

My sight is dim and faint, Yet still, in fancy, I behold

Whatever wish can paint!; Still are those memories mine,

A lengthened life hath given; And, more than all, that hope divine, That looks and points to Heaven.

LOVER'S PRESENTS. Gifts that might courtly homage claim: Take back thy gifts, thou noble dame, This ring is circled by diamonds bright, This chain is flashing with ruby light This emerald wreath once bound thy curls, And thy waist was clasp'd by this zone of pearls;

Lady, such gifts were unwish'd by me,
And I loved them but as bestow'd by thee.

Pledges so splendid I could not impart,
My poor retuin was a faithful heart;
But now that our gifts we each resign,
Lady, how sad an exchange is mine!
Thy glittering gems are still gay, and
bright,

And may charm a high-born lover's sight,
But the humblest maid will spurn a token
Like the heart thy treachery has broken.
New Monthly Mag.

Alarmed at the exaggerated accounts which at times reached him, of the prowess of the young prince, and dreading the influence of his name and of his canse, Adelfrid de nounced the bitterest threats of vengeance against any who protected him; and for a long period the fugitive had only met with powerless friends, or enemies who sought, under the garb of friendship, to betray him. At length he was induced to seek an asylum at the court of Redwald, the Uffinga of East Anglia.

Into this state, Christianity had been recently introduced; but it had to struggle with the darkness of paganism, and was strenuously opposed by the people, whose ideas of glory, and whose warlike habits, were so much at variance with the mild principles which the missionaries from Rome to Britain then taught. The Uffinga, was, however, so far convinced of their truth and excellence, as to foster their growth; and, although he set up a Christian altar in a temple dediIcated to the deities of his country, and mingled prayers to the living God, with sacrifices to idols, under the same roof-even by this act he enabled his subjects to draw comparisons and to form conclusions.The light of our blessed religion was therefore, gradually, but surely, spreading over the kingdom of East Anglia.

Edwin was welcomed with sincerity by the Uffinga to the East An glian court; a pledge of safety was given him; apartments were also assigned him in the palace; and the prince was happy in receiving a home from his wretched and dangerous wanderings.

By his conciliating manners, his military skill and courage, and his graceful address, he succeeded in gaining the love and esteem of the monarch and his queen, with that

of the chief officers of their court. But his hopes and prospects were soon again clouded for, within a short time, ambassadors from Deira arrived at the court of the Uffinga, entreating, that as a deadly enemy to king Adelfrid sojourned and dwelt familiarly with all his conpany, in the kingdom of East Anglia, he might be delivered up to the embassy, or put to death. The message was accompanied by rich gifts of silver and gold, and high offers of service and amity to the Uffioga; but they prevailed nothing, and were returned. A second time the ambassadors appeared at the court of Redwald, and brought with them bribes still more tempting, and again they were rejected. After a while, the ambassadors arrived a third time, bringing with them still higher offers of wealthand when they bade the East Anglian monarch decide between the gold and the sword of the powerful sovereign of Deira and Bernicia.

The

Edwin, gazing from the lattice of his apartment, beheld the ambassadors from his enemy enter the court-yard of his host-he lingered in full confidence that they would be dismissed as they came. Th hours passed heavily, and still the messengers coutinued in the audience of the king; for he hesitated to return an answer which he dreaded would be his destruction, and after a contest with honour and generosity, his fears yielded; he knew the power and the savage nature of Adelfrid, and he retained his ambassadors until he had formed the resolution, either to deliver up, or to put to death, the exiled and persecuted prince,

Edwin was sitting in his chamber, sadly musing on the uncertainty of his fate, which left him so utterly at the will and mercy of others, and dreading the effect of the prolonged stay of his enemies;

when, at night-fall, a dear friend, an East Anglian erle, entered and stood before him with a melancholy

countenance.

Well, Oswald,' said Edwin, what is to be my fate? will your Sovereign be my protector; or must I be again a houseless wanderer among the wilds, where the wolf and the deer will be my companions by night and by day.'

Oswald made no answer.

Your looks bode ill tidings,' continued Edwin ; but I have borne adversity too long to be corrupted by the sunshine that has gladdened my heart even in your happy court. Speak out, as a brave man should speak to one who is no coward.'

The king is terrified by the threats of the tyrant whose bribes he rejected with scorn.'

'Then bid him farewell for meand the blessing of the gods of his country and of mine be with him, Would he had more spirit or more strength. But bid him farewell for me.'

• Nay, nay, prince,' said Oswald, 'listen to me. The tyrant threatens destruction to our country, till not a breathing soul be left, nor one stone above another within its boundaries, unless-unless-the Uffinga deliver you up to his rage, -destroy you himself within these very walls.'

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The resolute and bold countenance of Edwin changed, and its colourless expression spoke only of despair, as he faintly exclaimed'and your king promised this?"

To this he hath firmly pledged

himself.'

Edwin now seated himself on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and appeared in bitter and hopeless agony,but still it was the agony of a man. After a pause of a few minutes, he raised his head, and said,

Is it for this, then, that I have

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Not so, Prince of Deira,' said Oswald, not so; a noble steed is at the gate, and your trusty friends are with him-before morning you will be far, far from our kingdom, where the Uffinga and your vile kinsman will as vainly seek you, as when, of old, the blood-hounds of the tyrant sought you in wood and upon hill.'

Edwin pressed his hand to his brow, and bent his head till it touched his bosom; while from the tremulous motion of his lips, it was evident that some severe struggle was passing within. He continued in this attitude for a few moments, while his friend stood gazing upon him with anxiety and impatience; for he knew that a trivial delay might render his exertions fruitless, and seal the death-doom of the man he regarded with more than brotherly affection,

'Come, come, Edwin,' he exclaimed, look forth towards the sky, and see how its darkness favours you; haste, haste!'

Edwin started from his posture of deep thought, folded his arms, advanced his right foot, which he planted firmly on the ground, raised his head, aud looked like one whose proud glance might well wir a kingdom.

No, Oswald, he answered hastily, I will not go I will not fly like a craven; and if I must die, it is better that I fall by king Red