mons of every horrid form and hue, who brandishing their spears, aimed them with impious curses at the bosom of out Hero. That moment, however, did Sir Egbert unsheath the blade, waving it in triumph round his head. Instantly the Lovers, awakening from their death-like trance, started from the couch-the whole apparatus of enchantment vanished, whilst loud bursts of thunder mingled with the wild imprecations of disappointed fiends rebellowed through the air. NUMBER XLVII. See how the pangs of death do make him grin.if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope.- SHAKSPEARE. THE astonishment of Conrad and Bertha on awakening from ther long-protracted torpor, may be more easily conceived than expressed. They soon, however, recognised their former friend, and were eagerly enquiring into the cause of their singular situation, when Sir Egbert, with the most cordial expressions of kindness, requested they would, for a short period, postpone their curiosity. They were, he told them, in the castle of a most inveterate enemy, and he had every motive for wishing their departure from it to be as expeditious as possible. Saying this, he led the way, and the young couple followed in silent admiration. They now descended to the third floor, and it was the intention of Sir Egbert, instead of retracing his former steps, to search for an immediate passage from this story into the state apartments. He had no sooner formed this resolution, than the doors of the room he had formerly been in were thrown violently open, and a multitude of lights appeared, whilst, at the same moment, his name was loudly and repeatedly vociferated. Presently a train of servants and retainers approached, and making the most respectful obiesance, informed him they had been sent by the Constable, who, having matter of the utmost importance to communicate, requested the immediate attendance of himself and his friends in his private apartment. They added, that their master was in extreme torture, and apparently in the agonies of death, Sir Egbert, after some little hesitation, complied, willing, if possible, to develope the origin and motives of De Weldon's iniquitous conduct. Repassing the lofty hall, where he had been so magnificently entertained, and in which every thing still remained as when the alarm first took place, imagination almost conjured up the re-appearance of the horrid spectre. The attention, however, was soon diverted, by the sound of distant groans, which, as they entered the eastern angle, and drew near the chamber of De Weldon, came heavily and dreadful on the ear. The attendants now requesting the knight and his companions to wait for a few minutes, passed into the Constable's room, whence, shortly returning, they announced his command for their immediate introduction, The room was large and gloomy, lighted merely by a silver lamp, suspended from the canopy of the Constable's bed, and as Sir Egbert and his friends were ushered in, the torture of the unhappy man seemed to increase, whilst groans of convulsive horror shook his frame. They approached, however, the bed-side of the sufferer, and no |