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 graves.” So aying he roe up, and taking Sir Bertrand by the hand, led him to the couch, where he took his repoe for a few hours. Early in the morning he took his departure, promiing to return oon. He was as good as his word; and in a few days, the priet united them for ever. The marriage was attended with great pomp, both of eccleiatic and military men, who all betowed, the mot liberal benedictions upon this happy pair.



IT was after un-et, one evening, in the decline of autumn, when, in conequence of a letter which he had jut received, ummoning him to attend the death-bed of a much-loved friend, the protector of his infancy, that Fitzalan, after having mot affectionately embraced and bade adieu to his beloved wife Edith, and his infant Edwin, mounted his teed, and departed from his dwelling. He had many miles to travel; and a great part of the road he was to purue, lay over a bleak and dreary heath of immene extent. He quitted his home, though only for a hort time, with extreme reluctance; and, notwithstanding his hate, while it remained in fight, often flopped and looked back to catch another glimpe of the place which contained all that he held dear. Edith, and her little boy, followed him to the gate, waved their hands to him while he remained viible; and when the ditance and the advance of night hid him from them, returned to the houe in a melancholy mood. Edith trembled for her huband, though he knew not why: the tears tole fat down her cheeks; and little Edwin, eeing his mother weep, claped his