my. The king commanded in er in their entrenchments; till person; and to the royal tent braved by the left wing, who the allies being introduced, seize the outward works, and were stationed in the right shower their arrows on the foe, wing of the army. No for impatient of restrain they leap eign troops were in the field; the trench. Lord Wentworth, detained by adverse winds, with the confederate chiefs, they had not disembarked. perceive their rashness, but too The rebels lay encamped upon late; the royal army cut them an eminence so near, from the off as fast as they came up, outposts the passing of the which compelled their main watch was heard, the neighing army to support them. The of the steeds, and one confused battle became general. Audmurmuring of the voice of bu-ley and Ironside fought side by sy troops mixed with the clang || side, performing prodigies of of arms. The mind of Lord Audley was a stranger to fear. Like a true Christian soldier he looked on all the preparations for destruction without emotion; and, with submission to the will of heaven, often repeated, "Good lord thy will be done." Early as the dawn, the royal army takes the field, and he aldis pass to call the foe to battle. The rebels, waiting for a tardy reinforcement, loit valor, until the latter fell; for every shot has its commission, and he received an arrow through the plaits of his cuirass, a slant way shot, which pierc ed him underneath the arm, and rendered his sword no longer serviceable. He was compelled to retreat. Audley forebore the havoc, and retir ed with his friend, to guard him to a safer spot, where he might get his wound dressed, which, as soon as done, he flew back to join the battle. This was the most important moment of his life. The King, in an im prudent moment of rashness, had pushed too far, and being srrounded by the choicest of the rebel troops, was nearly made prisoner, his own people falling round him fast. To this victorious phalanx he now then, amidst the ranks, he forc ed his way, and, meeting with Geoffrey, the young Lord Wentworth, braved him to engage, unhorsed him, and, amidst his amazed vassals, severed his head from off his bo loft to view! The spectacle dismayed the rebel troops; they fled! Whilst he approached the king, and made the offering which ensured the peace! The rout was general! pushed his steed; the crucifix upon his bosom-blazed like a passing comet, and bedimmed the gazer's eye! Destruction rode on every side, and gave him passage. The royal arm the rebel hand had that instant arrested that instant to Aud-dy, and bore it by the hair aley's falchion fell the sacriligious hand, & scorned the miserable wretch who had abused its valor Courage revived within the rallying guard! In the right wing, the cry of victory resounded! The centre pushes on, and joins the king. The rebels, from despair, fought with madness! The battle was general and confused. Disorder prevailed among the rebels, who began to lose their chiefs apace by the valor of the king's knights. Audley was foremost in the bottest danger. One competitor alone distinguished himself for the king's side, and almost equalled him in his claim for glory. He was mounted on a dappled roan, which seemed by the red teints to be covered with blood. He was a stranger, and only known by the name of the Bloody Knight! Wherever the foes rushed on, and gained upon the royal troops, here he attacked! and, when the fury of the despairing rebels made the battle the most sanguine, The king sent forth an herald through his army, commanding he two valient strangers to attend him in his tent, The Bloody Knight obeyed the summons; but Audley had left the field to visit his friend. Ironside was still alive, but languished of his wound, which then portended a fingering death. Audley diverted him much with the description of the battle, making a par ticular remark upon the actions of the strange knight. "Who could he be ?" exclaimed Audley." I cannot tell," replied Ironside ; "unless Alfred your* father-in-law (To be Continued) her. She retired with a heart oppressed with grief; but the dissipated, in some measure, the affliction she would otherwise have experienced. ginia slowly recovered hope of soon joining her friend from her indisposition; she endeavoured to conquer her repugnance, and waited only till her strength was restored, in order to pay her respects to the new Abbess. On entering the chamber, where she had been accustomed to receive so tender a reception, and fixing her eyes on the chair of her amiable friend, now occupied by a stranger, she could not she could not retain her tears. "I hope, my sister." said Signora Menzzoni, with a disdainful air," that you do not flatter yourself with the expectation of finding in me the weakness of my predecessor I think it necessary, in the first place, to signify to you that your entrance to this appart ment is in future prohibited; and I trust that, acting in conformity to your duty you will not pretend to higher pri vileges than those enjoyed by Preparations were made for celebrating, within two days, the feast of one of the patrons of the Abbey. The Nuns of San Cipriano, renowned for the beauty of their voices, attracted a prodigious concourse of persons from Urbino and the neighbouring vilages, whe flocked with eagerness to assist at the principal festivals which were held in the course of the year. Virginia, whose melodious accents imparted an idea of the music of angels, was to sing a motet. The sanctuary was decorated with the utmost magnificence; an innumerable quantity of tapers illuminated the altar, and rivalled the light of day; the majestic vibrations of the organ resounded throughout the temple, and its awe-inspiring sounds, reechoing along the spacious Virginia bowed in silence; vaults, seemed to convey to she raised her eyes, and thought the throne of the Deity the she perceived, on the counten- vows of the mortals assembled counten-Wows of ances of several of the Ancients to celebrate his glory." others." A young Novice was the first who sung; Virginia then abvanced in the front of the choir. The curtains of the grate were drawn aside, and afforded a view of the persons of distinction with which the church was filled. The most profound silence reigned in every part; they appeared fear. ful of losing a single accent of the harmonious voice that just began to breath its soft strains, when suddenly their attention was diverted by the sighs and inarticulate lamentations of one who seemed hurried away by the emotion of despair. At that instant a young man, wrapped in a cloak, left the church with precipitation; every one made room for him to pass, but Virginia had already recognised her long lost Eugenio. She remained im-. moveable, and scarce able to breath; a dreadful paleness overspread her countenance, and she became inanimate as the marble pillar against which she resied. The whole scene, and the persons who surrounded her, disappeared to her sight; a dark cloud obscured her eyes, and her existance was only manifested by the increased palpitation of her heart. "For Heaven's sake, sis ter," said a young Nun who was near her, "recollect yourself !" Virginia started; and turning her head aside, remarked, with affright, that the Abbess regarded her with a threatening aspect, and looks expressive of rage and passion. The idea of appearing in the presence of Eugenio overwhelmed her soul." What should bring him to this place?" thought she, while sorrow rent her heart. "Has he come merely to express hese marks of pity which have betrayed him to my eyes? Ah! let him reserve for Rosalia the tender effusions of his heart; I require nothing more than his indifference and disregard." After the ceremony was conof the cloisters, when old Francluded, she was traversing one cesco the gardener of the Convent, after making several mysterious signs, the meaning of which she could not apprehend, threw a letter at her feet, and then suddenly fled from her presence. Virginia recog nized the hand-writing of Eugenio, and hastily seized the paper, dreading lest it should be observed by any other per son. "If you do not wish me to what resolution you form- Surprise, rage, and resent- I have nothing to expect from the husband of Rosalia. I entreat him to leave this place, and at least to recollect that ST. HERBERT, OR THE VICTIMS OF PREJUDICE. A TALE. A SAD presentiment fillled my heart, and I burst into tears. "Ah! my child (said I,) did you know the feelings of a parent, you would not thus crushthem by anticipating such an event as your death.- -Providence forbid that it should tak place prior to mine?" And wherefore (demanded the disregard of his former of (Tobe Continued) your only child descend blameless to the tomb." |