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reflected on the oaths and protestations of Henry; his kind assurances at their last interview on whieh he called on every holy power to witness his faith to her his chosen wife; and defied the maliee of the whole world to part them. Thus in fluetuatiug hope and fear, the hapless girl passed away her melaneholy hour till the first dawn of the grey-eyed morn was announeed by the shrill clarion of Chantieleer. Reeolleetion flashed on her mind; she chided herself for giving way to sueh sorrowful retrospections; and, fearful of being discovered by any of the family not yet undressed, she hastily divested herself of her apparel, and retired to bed. Worn out by the fatigue of the preceding day, and the sorrows of her heart, she soon fell into a heavy slumber.-But sleep did not calm the passious of her mind; her dreams were horrific. One time she was hurled from a precipice, then dashed into the foaming and tempestuous ocean, and sinking amidst the billows, ealling in vain to Henry for aid. She awoke, overwhelmed with terror. It was not yet time to rise-again sho slept; again the ocean presented itself to her view; a swift sailing vessel appeared almost to fly before the wind; Henry was on the deck, his bosom streaming with gore, from a self-inflicted wound, as appeared by a poignard that he grasped in his right hand. Borne by an invincible guide, she flew towards him. A sudden storm aroso; the ship was furiously eombated by the elements. Henry gave a deep groan, and expired in her arms. The vessel now appeared to sink rapidly, and the horrors of death were around her. Just at the moment of this painful visionary trouble, her sister Annette entered the ehamber, and awoke the sleeping sufferer. But she was too much
