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poured in bead-drops from his without a glance or smile of recogpallid brow. 'I awoke about nition. Her heart, which at first eight. I heard the chimes ring had beat happily, now became ing in the church of St. Giles, and perplexed as he turned abruptly near me sat my uncle, pen in up the opposite bank of the canal, hand, as if in the act of ques and dropped into a little skiff, tioning me and committing to which he proceeded to unmoor, paper that which I had been and, in doing so, cut his right revealing in my magnetic slumber. hand severely. Oh! am I the victim of necro 'Hendrik ! Hendrik!' she called mancy?

aloud; but he heard her not, Scarcely, in this age of the and, shipping a pair of sculls, world,' replied the Capuchin, but pulled swiftly out of sight. now with more of pity than When next they met, and she rebuke in his manner.

upbraided him with this strange 'I swear to you by the Holy conduct, the same emotion of fear Blood that I speak the truth!' that had come over him when continued Hendrik, referring to confronted by the Capuchin again the famous relique of the Brugois filled his heart, and he called in the little chapel near the Heaven to witness that it was not Hôtel de Ville. 'I last remem he whom she had seen. ber hearing the voice of my uncle But here, Hendrik, love, is as I sank into sleep; my arms fell the wound on your hand,' urged powerless by my side; my eyes the astonished girl. closed; waves of magnetic fluid I know not how I received it,' or air seemed to flow over me; he moaned, though aware that and my spirit passed away, at his & wound is there.' behest, to other lands.'

* This passes all comprehen"What madness—what raving is sion!' said Lenora mournfully. this, Hendrik?' said the sandalled 'Oh! Hendrik, I thought a love friår, with sadness and severity. like ours would never die; yet

Do you mean to tell me that your doubt and terror are destroying it uncle is another Cagliostro—a now.' veritable Balsamo ?'

Something like a sob came into 'I fear it-I fear it,' said Hen- Hendrik's throat, and through drik, with clasped hands.

his clenched teeth he muttered * Learn first to fear the pota- hoarsely and fiercelytions of the estaminet,' replied * This kind of life-a double life, the Capuchin, as he turned coldly it would seem -cannot last for and bluntly away, believing that ever. Nothing does last for ever, the young man was intoxicated. and the end will come anon.' And

On another occasion Hendrik as he spoke he fixed his moist failed to keep an appointment and now hollow eyes as if on with Lenora Van Eyck, who some distant horizon which he waited for him anxiously till long alone could see. past the time named, and then * Hendrik !-dearest Hendrik! proceeded pensively homeward. urged the girl soothingly, as she As she approached the steep and caressed his face between her soft antique bridge that leads from and pretty hands, for her heart the Rue des Augustines to the was full of alarm as well as love; Quai Espagnol she saw Hendrik it was a conviction so dreadful, cross it, and look at her calmly the fear that he was perhaps beand deliberately the while, but coming insane.

Can over-study at Brussels now confidently believed to be the have made the poor boy ill' case ; that Herr Van Gansendonck thought Lenora, in the solitude of had cast him into a mesmeric her chamber that night. 'Oh! trance, leaving him in that conmust I give him up after all, dition, and intending to come after all? Dare I go through life back in an hour or so; but, having as the wife of one so strange, so been summoned away on business, wayward, and so moody? No; had left him, to all appearance better be a béguine like Aunt spell-bound and helpless, to the Truey. I am so happy at home. terror of the old housekeeper at Why do girls marry ? and for what the chateau ? do I want to marry ?' And as she On the third day he met her pondered thus, she sat looking at coming from vespers in the church her white hands, and changing of the Béguinage, where she had Hendrik's betrothal ring - an been to visit her Aunt Truey. opal set with diamonds-from one Lenora was very pale; her eyes finger to another, till it slipped were full of tears, and, as Hendrik from her and rolled away on the could perceive, they were sparkling varnished floor, from whence she with resentment. She was in the snatched it up with a little cry of very summer of her beauty—that alarm, for the event seemed omi- age when all girls seem pretty. nous of evil. "Oh, I must indeed Hendrik gazed upon her caressconsult Brother Eusebius about ingly, and would have kissed her, this matter,' was her concluding but the walk was a public one, and thought, more especially as the the blanchisseurs were busy amid Capuchin had told her that 'opals the Minnewater. Lenora was so were unlucky.'

prettily dressed, too; and most And when he dropped in for his suitably did her silver-grey cospost-prandial cup of coffee with tume, trimmed with rose-coloured her mother that evening, Lenora ribbon, become her blonde beauty, did take him into her confidence; her purity of complexion and fair but the friar only imbibed pinch shining tresses. Fresh, young, and after pinch of snuff from the huge graceful, there was a delicacy and wooden box which he carried in the softness in all her air and person, sleeve pocket of his brown frock; yet anger was apparent in her hinted of what he had seen at the eyes; and those of Lenora were estaminet, and shook his shaven what a writer has described, head, adding that Hendrik Van as 'wonderful golden eyes-eyes Gansendonck came of a bad stock, which painters dare not imitate, and should be avoided.' So the because the colour is so subtle, Capuchin was consulted no more and the light in them so livingon the subject.

eyes that are called hazel, but are Hendrick now broke many ap- not hazel.' pointments made with Lenora. "I now know the reason of your He seemed to be no longer the avoiding me in the Rue des master of his own actions, and he Augustines, and also where you was so frequently reproached by were going on that evening in the her for his inattention and unkind- skiff,' said she. ness, that he feared to make a 'Lenora, have I not already promise to her at all, and two said, entire days passed without their Hendrik,' interrupted the girl, meeting.

with severity, I have for some time Could he tell her that which he feared that you were crazed; now

I find that you are wicked, and come between us, otherwise you that Brother Eusebius was right would not dare to treat me thus!' after all.'

Your suspicion is false, dearest "Wicked-my darling!

Lenora,' said he. 'Oh, pardon me, 'Do not speak to me thus; I sweet one! but I feel as if I were have good reason to be most in in a dream-as if I were some one dignant with you,' she continued, else, and not myself!' stamping her little foot on the 'Again, dreams!' said Lenora ground.

scornfully, as she drew his be"For what, dearest ? asked trothal ring from her finger, Hendrik, whose heart was sinking dashed it at his feet, and left him. with vague apprehension as usual. Night after night had Lenora lain

Cease to twist your moustache, awake, brooding over the change and answer me this: was it right that had come upon Hendrik, or proper of you to be drinking weeping the while, with wide-open with soldiers at the Rampart de eyes in the darkness, and now she Caserne last evening ?-and worse had come to the firm resolution to still, to be toying with and caress dismiss him for ever; but when ing little Mademoiselle Dentelle, she left him, silent, stunned, and the lace-maker, who lives there— confounded by the Minnewater, toying with her actually in the her heart yearned for him again, open street, while mamma and I and she repented her severity, lest passed you ?' added Lenora, whose his mind might be, as she too justly eyes were flashing through their feared, affected. tears, though her cheek was pale, And now he, while gazing wistas Hendrik's now became.

fully after her retiring figure, He was voiceless, and could thought with loathing and horror make neither response or reply, of the keen visage, the hawk-like for he knew that at the time to nose, the cold, yet clear glittering which she referred he had been, eyes and gold spectacles of that as he simply phrased it, 'put to odious relative to whom he was sleep in his kinsman's study,' and unhappily indebted even for food that on awaking he had found and raiment, for his past educahimself not there, but lying on the tion, and all his future prospects grassy bank near the Rampart de in life—Lenora included; but who Caserne, and that, instead of his seemed to possess over him a power hat, he found on his head the so unaccountable, so terrible and kepi of a soldier of the 2nd Regi diabolical! Much of this he said ment, then quartered in Bruges, to one or two friends whom he and a pipe, of which he knew met on his way homeward, and nothing, dangling from a button of the expressions were also rememhis coat! The stars were shining, bered against him in the time and the dew was on the grass, but that was to come. how long he had been there, or Soon after he found himself how he came to be there, were secretly and imperatively sumalike mysteries to him.

moned to the presence of the Herr, He felt bitterly the utter hope who-as he afterwards told the lessness of urging more to Lenora; Burgomaster in the Palais de yet he attempted to falter out Justice bade him go sleep,' and some explanation.

sent his spirit on some mysterious * This is juggling, Hendrik, errand, hundreds of miles away. replied the girl passionately; What happened in the library of • another face-another love has that lonely little chateau outside the VOL. XXV.-NO. CXLVI.

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Porte St. Croix, while his spiritual gularly enough, found to be the essence was thus absent, the un property of a soldier of the 2nd happy Hendrik never could know; Belgian Infantry. but when it re-entered his body To the last Hendrik asserted

or when he awoke-he was his innocence, when tried and horrified to find his learned uncle convicted for that which was, lying dead on the floor amid a not unnaturally, deemed a most pool of blood, his face and throat cruel and ungrateful crime; and gashed by dreadful wounds, which his advocate, Père Baas, who, sinhad evidently been inflicted by a gularly enough, was also a dabbler blood-spotted knife which Hen in mesmerism, laboured hard in drik found elutched in his own his cause, but in vain. When right hand!

Blood gouts were brought to the scaffold in the over all his clothes, the pockets of Grande Place, Hendrik, attended which were found to be stuffed by Brother Eusebius, had all the with money, jewels, and other bearing of a martyr, as he fully valuables taken from a bureau believed that the crime comand desk, which had been burst mitted, if by his hand, was at least open and ransacked.

by the dictate of another spirit. The soul of Hendrik died within Lenora visited him in the dreary him! Even if he had committed cell the night before he died, and, this crime in frenzy—and he felt according to 'La Patrie,' as they certain that he did not do so- - why parted, Hendrik said : should he have sought to rob his * Death, even on the scaffold, uncle? He then thought of Lenora, has no terror for me now. I know and of the sorrow and shame that where my spirit will go, and that would come upon her now; he none on earth can recall it. You reeled and fell senseless on the will come to me, beloved Lenora," floor. The cries of the old house he added, pointing upwards; 'you keeper speedily brought aid; Hen will come to me there in heaven, drik was arrested, charged with where there can be no parting, no assassination and robbery, and death, and no sorrow.' was at once consigned, as already And, with one long embrace, described, to the Palais de Justice, they parted for ever. where all the weird story came to The editor of' La Patrie,' writing light. The hatred and horror he of these things next day, said, had expressed of his dead uncle not without truth, 'Hendrik Van were now remembered fatally by Gansendonck was, too probably, all who had heard them; but the crazed ; and if so, should not have knife he had in his hand was, sin been executed.'

JAMES GRANT.

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I.-ALICE. S my friend listening very atten and think about her here; and she

tively to Gounod's serenade, I will never know it, probably; and wonder—as sung by that peacock the result shall be-well, I am deof fashion, Madame ? Or is termined to be candid and dispashe, perhaps, so deeply impressed sionate-an avowal? No, I think by the various splendours of her not; a poem, more likely, perhaps ; presence, by the 'certain way she or why not a novel, fiendishly has,' by the nameless, but unques- analytic? Alice has a face pertioned sovereignty which she ex fectly oval; yes, it is absolutely ercises throughout this glittering, and perfectly oval. How surprisrustling, flirting, envying, fan- ing that I, with all my Luinisdallying world of women —that that I, hopeless lover of La Pohe has not for a moment asked lymnie, should never have wholly himself, or rather told himself, discovered that fact to myself bewhether the song be good or the fore. But, somehow or other, it reverse, the singer a real night is quite a different shape from the ingale or a shameless mock-bird ? face of the changelessly sad muse, If so, one would think that rou inspirer of hopeless passions, penlade so seriously more solid sive and eloquent by turns. Why, than the liquid ineffable some yes; many a flower is oval in just thing or nothing it ought to be the same way: a tulip, a camellia, -must have broken the spell; and for instance. A camellia; that is no doubt he is now thinking the just it. There is something myssame questions to himself about terious in common between Alice

Me! ah me! Why am I and a wonderful white immortalhere? Why is my friend here ? looking camellia. They are white, I brought him.

Who immaculate—and yet not pale; brought me? Why no one, of they look as if they never could die course; I must confess that I came or fade; and, yet, as if they could not of my own accord. — Dormez ma be living at all in quite an earthly belle, dormez toujours, not to sense, nor ever be wholly known hear that, however. No! who or to any one who might possess what did seduce me from my them. They probably both have warm, quiet room, luxurious look the same fairy. Ah! if that fairy ing with books and pictures ? Oh, would just whisper somewhat in just a sort of feeling that I wanted my ear now! Perhaps you will, to go out somewhere, or anywhere, adorable fairy! Alice has lovers and so necessarily came here and sisters and brothers; she sits eh ? No, not at all.

Let me

there yonder in the centre of a answer it quietly, silently to my lovely animated group of dear self here, before that song ends bosom friends, all bending for‘Dormez ma belle, dormez. Yonder, ward like sweet flowers on slim on the sofa, in the far end of this swaying stems to their queen, who brilliant room, is the real magnet outshines them, but makes them which acted upon me invisibly all look lovelier for being near softly drew me hither. Yonder, is her. There is something in Alice, the innocent and yet the resistless however, that nobody has ever enchantress of my steps and my known-that no dearest girl friend will. Alice. I will not go a bit has ever reached in any of her nearer to her. I will look at her closest confidings. M 2

me.

But me.

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