leeps.'

The servant approached the sofa where Lord Glenfallen lay. He leant his
ear towards the head of the recumbent figure, to ascertain whether the
sound of breathing was audible. He turned towards us, and said:

'My lady, you had better not wait here; I am sure he is dead!'

'Let me see the face,' said I, terribly agitated; 'you MAY be mistaken.'

The man then, in obedience to my command, turned the body round, and,
gracious God! what a sight met my view. He was, indeed, perfectly dead.

The whole breast of the shirt, with its lace frill, was drenched with
gore, as was the couch underneath the spot where he lay.

The head hung back, as it seemed, almost severed from the body by a
frightful gash, which yawned across the throat. The instrument which had
inflicted it was found under his body.

All, then, was over; I was never to learn the history in whose
termination I had been so deeply and so tragically involved.

The severe discipline which my mind had undergone was not bestowed in
vain. I directed my thoughts and my hopes to that place where there is
no more sin, nor danger, nor sorrow.

Thus ends a brief tale whose prominent incidents many will recognise
as having marked the history of a distinguished family; and though it
refers to a somewhat distant date, we shall be found not to have taken,
upon that account, any liberties with the facts, but in our statement
of all the incidents to have rigorously and faithfully adhered to the
truth.

AN ADVENTURE OF HARDRESS FITZGERALD, A ROYALIST CAPTAIN.

Being an Eleventh Extract from the Legacy of the late
Francis Purcell, P.P. of Drumcoolagh.

The following brief narrative contains a faithful account of one of
the many strange incidents which chequered the life of Hardress
Fitzgerald--one of the now-forgotten heroes who flourished during the
most stirring and, though the most disastrous, by no means the least
glorious period of our eventful history.

He was a captain of horse in the army of James, and shared the fortunes
of his master, enduring privations, encountering dangers, and submitting
to vicissitudes the most galling and ruinous, with a fortitude and a
heroism which would, if coupled with his other virtues have rendered the
unhappy monarch whom he served, the most illustrious among unfortunate
princes.

I have always preferred, where I could do so with any approach to
accuracy, to give such relations as the one which I am about to