sovereign during his absence in Palestine; and having, as it seems, unfortunately discovered the secret of Adelaide's attachment, was so transported with passion, that he insisted upon her marrying the Lord Gilsland, one of her admirers, or instantly assuming the veil, which latter alternative she unhesitatingly decided upon. (The manuscript now becomes legible, and remains so until the conclusion). The morning was ushered in with the ringing of the convent bells. The abbess and the nuns were early assembled in the chapel, and the abbot of St. Oswyth's, arrayed in his robes, had taken his station at the altar. As the victim of paternal anger was led in, pale and inanimate, the pealing notes of the organ reverberated through the fretted aisle, and the full choir burst forth in that sublime chaunt, "Miserere." While she advanced, or rather was supported, to the altar, where she was to pronounce those vows which were for ever to separate her from the world, and to sever each earthly tie, a deadly whiteness overspread her lovely countenance; and the image of the noble Reginald, flashing on her bewildered mind, completely overpowered her selfpossession, and she sunk fainting in the arms of her attendants. When she recovered, the music had ceased, the priest stood with his book in readiness to commence. He had already pronounced the opening benediction,when the clattering of hoofs was distinctly heard; the sound became louder and louder; it was now evidently close to the convent. The priest, slowly closing the book, directed looks of amazement and enquiry to the abbess, whose countenance plainly indicated that she felt equal, if not greater astonishment than himself. All was still for a minute, when the convent bell rang violently, and soon after the clank of armour was heard in the passage leading to the chapel. As the door flew open, a knight clad in sable armour, followed by his attendants, hastily entered; he advanced to the altar, and, raising his vizor, cast his penetrating glance on the trembling Adelaide, who, uttering a piercing shriek fell senseless in his arms. All stood aghast with terror and amazement, until the abbot, recovering his self-possession, solemnly demanded, Who art thou, sacrilegious knight, who thus intrudest in this sacred place?" "I am Reginald, lord Glenalvon," answered the knight. "This maiden is my betrothed. I claim her as my bride, and no power on earth shall rend her from these arms." "Cease thy vaunting," calmly answered the priest, "the Holy Church will soon convince thee that thou art but weak and powerless, when opposed to her infallible decrees. How canst thou claim the maid, thou that art the hereditary foe of her house? It was but yesterday sevennight that the noble Lord Ruthven consigned his daughter to our care and instruction, that she might dedicate herself to the service of God and our lady.' The Lord Ruthven," retorted the youth, "is dead, I regret to say: oppressed by a guilty conscience, he has fallen by his own hand. The vows are not yet pronounced, and Adelaide Ruthven is mistress of her own fate. Tell me, dearest! speak, Adelaide," cried he, bending anxiously over her lovely features, as she was slowly reviving; “will you now assume the veil ?" Never, oh never, whilst you are with me, Reginald !" "Daughter," said the priest, in an altered tone, "the church receives not reluctant sacrifices-thou art free." Then motioning with his hand, all withdrew, and he was left alone with the happy pair. Reginald now related, that, upon his landing, his honoured friend, Lord Fitz Eustace, had acquainted him with Adelaide's condition; and, also, that Lord Ruthven, hearing of Richard's return, had fallen by his own hand, after an ineffectual attempt to escape beyond the seas. The death of her father, although he had treated her in so unnatural a manner, greatly affected Adelaide. Soothed, at length, by the kindness and attention of her lover, she agreed to remain in the convent until the time of mourning for her parent had expired. The abbot, who, under his austerity, concealed a feeling and humane disposition, gave them his blessing, and undertook to remove all obstacles opposed to their union. When the prescribed period had elapsed, their nuptials were solemnized with all the pomp and splendor becoming their exalted rank; and thus, the feuds which had so long distracted the borders, were happily terminated by the union of the sole remaining representatives of Ruthven and Glenalvon. G. S. LAPLAND. Ye blest and heavenly nymphs, to whom belong Sing the ice-clad land, drear Laponia's clime, The dome, the minaret, the lofty spire, The violet's tint, the sweet pale blush of day, Reflect from ice to ice their gleaming light, And strike with dazzling awe th' astonished sight. To India's golden realms, or thine, Peru! G. S. A SCENE IN THE CRICKET FIELD. Their books laid by, exulting, sportive, gay, If wide, how strong he plays; if true, with care; His rank, as player, is no common class. With strength and judgment; well he merits praise! That covers point: 'tis W-s; good catch!-he's out! Again 'tis gone; 'tis sure beyond the mead; And well our Longstop claims a tribute due: Sweet deeds as these : may time, revolving, bring |