field of battle, or in an atmosphere tainted with loathsome and deadly disease, shrunk from placing their own lives in jeopardy to save his, and whose truth he had, at the cost of his own popularity, rewarded with bounteous munificence. He strained his feeble voice to thank Auverquerque for the affectionate and loyal services of thirty years. To Albemarle he gave the keys of his closet, and of his private drawers. You know," he said, "what to do with them."

"Can this," He was told

By this time he could scarcely respire. he said to the physicians, "last long?" that the end was approaching. He swallowed a cordial, and asked for Bentinck. Those were his last articulate words. Bentinck instantly came to the bedside, bent down, and placed his ear close to the king's mouth. The lips of the dying man moved, but nothing could be heard. The king took the hand of his earliest friend and pressed it tenderly to his heart. In that moment, no doubt, all that had cast a slight passing cloud over their long and pure friendship was forgotten. It was now between seven and eight in the morning. He closed his eyes, and gasped for breath. The bishops knelt down and read the commendatory prayer. When it ended William was no

more.

When his remains were laid out, it was found that he wore next to his skin a small piece of black silk ribbon. The lords in waiting ordered it to be taken off. It contained a gold ring and a lock of the hair of Mary. From the "History of England," by MACAULAY.

67. CHILDREN OF THE MIST.

Ranald whistled very softly, and was answered in a tone equally low from the top of a pass up which they had for some time been ascending. Mending their pace, they reached the top, where the moon, which had now risen bright and clear, showed to Dalgetty a party of ten or twelve Highlanders, and about as many women and children, by whom Ranald MacEagh was received with such transports of joy as made his companion easily sensible that those by whom he was surrounded must of course be Children of the Mist. The place which they occupied well suited their name and habits. It was a beetling crag, round which winded a very narrow and broken footpath, commanded in various places by the position which they held.

Ranald spoke anxiously and hastily to the children of his tribe, and the men came one by one to shake hands with Dalgetty, while the women, clamorous in their gratitude, pressed round to kiss even the hem of his garment.

They plight their faith to you," said Ranald MacEagh, "for requital of the good deed you have done to the tribe this day."

Enough said, Ranald," answered the soldier ; "enough said. Tell them I love not this shaking of hands; it confuses ranks and degrees in military service. And so here, I suppose, you intend to make a stand against your followers, Ranald? A very pretty position-as pretty a position for a small

peloton of men as I have seen in my service.

No enemy can come towards it by the road without being at the mercy of cannon and musket. But then, Ranald, my trusty comrade, you have no cannon, I dare to aver, and I do not see that any of these fellows have muskets either; so with what artillery you propose making good the pass before you come to hard blows, truly, Ranald, it passeth my apprehension."

"With the weapons and with the courage of our fathers," said MacEagh, and made the captain observe that the men of his party were armed with bows and

arrows.

"Bows and arrows!" exclaimed Dalgetty; "ha! ha! ha! Have we Robin Hood and Little John back again? Bows and arrows! Why, the sight has not been seen in civilized war for a hundred years. Bows and arrows! And why not with weavers' beams, as in the days of Goliath ? That Dugald Dalgetty of Drumthwacket should live to see men fight with bows and arrows! The immortal Gustavus would never have believed it, nor Wallenstein, nor Butler, nor old Tilly. Well, Ranald, a cat can have but its claws. Since bows and arrows are the word, e'en let us make the best of it; only, as I do not understand the scope and range of such old-fashioned artillery, you must make the best disposition you can out of your own head: for my taking the command, which I would have gladly done had you been to fight with any Christian weapons, is out of the question when you are to combat like quivered Numidians.