mbeaux a paru se mouvoir
Et des trente Bretons les clameurs belliqueuses
Semblent repondre, sous ces voutes fameuses,
A ce grand nom de Beaumanoir." --AUBRY.

The west front, with its round-arched portal surmounted by a large Gothic
window, is very pretty. The chapel of the Beaumanoirs was ravaged at the
Revolution, the lead of the coffins sold, and the bones scattered. The
statues have since been removed to the Museum at Dinan, and the crypt
beneath, where they were buried, is inaccessible. At the Revolution, when
the monks were expelled, the priory was sold and used for a spinning
factory; and the weight of the machines crushed the floors, so as to shut
up the entrance to the vaults. In the parish church adjacent, is to be
noticed an ancient baptismal font, of cylindrical form, sculptured within
and without. We returned home by the Chateau du Chene-Ferron, approached
by an avenue of firs, and had a lovely drive along the banks of the Rance.

Our last excursion in Dinan was to the Chateau of La Garaye, rendered
famous by the virtues and boundless charity of its last proprietors, Count
Claude Toussaint Marot de la Garaye and his wife, whose interesting story
is told in the charming poem of Mrs. Norton:--

"Listen to the tale I tell,
Grave the story is--not sad,
And the peasant plodding by
Greets the place with kindly eye,
For the inmates that it had."
THE LADY OF LA GARAYE.

Count Claude de la Garaye and his wife were young, beautiful, and endowed
with friends, riches, and all that could make life bright and happy. They
entertained with hospitality, and enjoyed the pleasures and amusements of
the world; when one day the Countess was thrown from her horse, the
expectations of an heir vanished, and she was left a cripple for life.
Both were inconsolable for their disappointment. One day a monk came to
visit them, and tried to comfort them, seeking by his converse to turn
their thoughts from earthly affections to heavenly consolation--

"Ah! my father," said the lady, "how happy are you, to love nothing on
earth!"

"You are mistaken," answered the monk; "I love all those who are in sorrow
or suffering, and I submit myself to the will of the Almighty, and bend
myself with resignation to every blow He strikes."

He proceeded to show them there was still great happiness in store for
them, in ministering to the comforts of others. Following his counsel,
they w