he made no reply. A signal brought back the attendant, who touched Alick's shoulder and motioned to him to retire. He proceeded a few steps, then turned and said, 'May I go to my friend?'

'No!' was the answer; and the attendant, startled by the angry tone, hurried him away.

Once more in his place of confinement, Alick breathed freely; he had not done so in the perfumed atmosphere of the sumptuous apartmeut. Before he had been locked in many minutes, a man of very different aspect from any he had seen there entered, set before him some coarse bread and water, and pointing to his Arab dress, which had been brought and deposited on the bed, left him again alone. His miserable meal was eaten with new relish, his dress changed again, and after a little time spent in prostrate prayer, he was at his high window, communing with the past, and realizing the future. Thoughts of home, of the Ryans, and even more painfully of Da Costa, would interpose; but they were as light summer-clouds crossing the sunshine of his spirit. He watched till nightfall, then tranquilly slept till day; and seeing how hopeless was the plan of an appeal to the English consulate from the sentence of those who were determined to regard and to treat him as a plundering Arab, in the dress of whom he was evidently required again to appear, he resolved to leave his cause in higher hands, and to stay his mind where it would be kept in perfect peace.

Towards noon, his former guard appeared, and with exulting looks and scoffing words, hurried him along. The scene that he so yearned to behold once more was not now the place of judgment; instead of the roof of the house, he found himself in a wide, but low JANUARY, 1842.

and uncomfortable apartment, only the farther end being temporally fitted up for the Aga's deputy, who was surrounded by officers, and near him the executioners, with their instruments of varied cruelty and death. No interpreter was there; and Alick felt that his doom was sealed; while the rude hurry prevailing in every quarter, showed that scarcely even the semblance of a trial awaited him. His old accuser approached the deputy, and speaking so fast and low that not a sentence could be distinctly heard at the distance where Alick stood, he told his tale, frequently pointing to the prisoner, while others occasionally assented, corroborating his lying evidence. The deputy gave a divided attention, half engaged in a whispering conversation with another official, who stood behind him; and soon uttered some words, which included Alick's sentence, for the soldiers eagerly closed around, and one of the executioners, seizing his arms, commenced binding them. A sort of avenue was formed to the door by which he had entered, and along this he was roughly dragged; but a sudden stir took place near the deputy's seat, the tapestry that hung round the recess was somewhat violently drawn aside, and the Aga himself appeared. Alick's progress was arrested by command; the deputy was speedily displaced, and his chief installed: and when the prisoner was led back, he saw not only the Governor of Jerusalem, but the English consul, two naval officers in the uniform of the Lion Isle, and behind them, with eyes almost starting out of their sockets, the honest, weather-beaten face of his first friend, the Gunner.

FEMALE BIOGRAPHY OF SCRIPTURE.

THE QUEEN OF SHEBA.

No. II.

THE great Poet of our country, has given us in his portraits of Lear and the second Richard, a touching representation of the wrongs and sorrows of degraded majesty--" glory made base and sovereignty a slave.” Still more touching are many of those simple narratives, which testify to the humiliations that befel another British King, whose sufferings for truth's sake have given him a name and record in the church's roll, among her noble army of martyrs.*

* We must acknowledge our inability to discover for what part of revealed truth King Charles suffered martyrdom. He was most wickedly and savagely murdered by his rebellious subjects; but we cannot recognize the features of martyrdom in his involuntary death. He erred, through a spirit of despotism, and yet more by a decided leaning to Popery, through the evil influence of his Queen, whose baneful genius made itself felt in the days of Charles II., and bore ample fruit in her favorite son James. Not the shadow of an excuse can be alleged on behalf of the regicidal traitors, who first revolted against an ordinance of God, and ended by committing the foul crime of publicly butchering their ruler. Yet we cannot concede to any church the power of canonizing assumed by our own in the very strange service appointed for the 30th of January, where the language used by God the Holy Ghost, in reference to the Lord Jesus Christ, is unequivocally applied to this king. We need only instance, among many others, the verse and response, "O my soul, come not thou into their secret; unto their assembly, mine honour, be not thou

But pitiful as it is to contemplate the abject state of despoiled sovereigns, still, their individual degradations sink in comparison with the desolations of empires. It is when reposing amid some wilderness of ruins, once the site of a capital which gave laws to the world, that man reads the most affecting comment upon earthly greatness. Nineveh, Babylon, Rome, Jerusalem; these are names, (especially the latter) which call up images of dethroned and outcast sovereignty, more appalling in their "voiceless woe," than any portraiture of human desolateness.

We judge of degradation by the height from which greatness has fallen; and which, among "the daughters of the famous nations," was ever throned so high, or laid so low, as poor Jerusalem? Her strong bulwarks levelled; her people slain; her riches plundered and the Roman ploughshare driven through her solitary wastes ! The very rest and

stillness of the tomb is denied to her. The dim obscurity, the shadowy repose, which have long since settled over the memory of other states; softening the record of those crimes for which they fell, and encircling them with the flowers of fancy, (as nature wreaths her tracery around the broken ruins of the material world) does not attach to Jerusalem. Hers is a living tomb, a frightful syncope, which forbids alike the pomp of funeral honors, and the solace of affliction's cares. "The multitude of Egypt, of Asshur, and Elam, Mesech, and Tubal, and Edom, with their kings and their princes, are gone down to the nether parts of the earth." "Asshur is there and all her

united; for in their anger they slew a man :-Even the man of thy right hand; the Son of man whom thou hadst made so strong for thine own self."-[EDITOR.]

company; and there is Elam and all her multitude round about her grave:" but the children of Jerusalem live. Without a country: without a home : scattered, peeled; tossed to the four winds of heaven: the sceptre departed, the priesthood lost: still the children of Zion live: a never-ceasing miracle: a body dead, yet alive: without breath or motion, yet undecaying and unimpaired. The glory is departed from Israel. Jerusalem is trodden down of the Gentiles; and where, on Mount Moriah, the silver trumpet's sound, called daily to the glad service of the sanctuary, the Muezzim's cry alone is heard, summoning to the Moslem's worship, and bearing witness to the Moslem's rule.

Once it was not so. There was a time, when Jerusalem was 66 a praise in all the earth." There was a time, when "all the kings of the earth sought the presence of him who reigned there, and brought every man his present, vessels of silver, vessels of gold, and raiment." There was a time, when "from the utmost parts of the earth, the Queen of Sheba came to hear the wisdom of Solomon." How beautiful, then, girt by its encircling hills, and planted high within their rocky bosom, 66 a city that could not be hid;" an eyry of the human race, from whose renovated ashes a young and vigorous and immortal faith should spring ;-how "beautiful then for situation, the joy of the whole earth," shone out the city of the great King. What a sight to gladden the eyes of the royal Pilgrim, when, through receding rocks, her eyes first rested on the vision of Jerusalem! There, in crowned beauty, the queen of cities rose. There, on Mount Zion, won by the invincible valour of the warrior-king of Israel, stood