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by curiosity, 1 visited the cave of the face
very spot where this mysterious appear as she imagined, and turned to a mir ance had been observed. She then ror, for the purpose of seeing whether gave
the ring to her lord, it was that his features were the deadly aspect she which he had formerly worn. “Fatal, fancied ; but a cry of horror issued fatal night! Listen, Bertha!” exclaimed from bis lips: the mirror had reflected he, in a tone of anguish. “ Impelled his dress, but neither his hands nor his the face. He felt that he was under
the • Water-Lady;' it was on the third of bann of that mysterious being, with the moon. She compelled me to an in whom his fate was so strangely linked terchange of rings. It was from her hand A deadly chill darted through his heart; that I received this fatal one, which he rushed to his chamber, but no sooner you observe on my finger, and which I had he laid his fingers upon the bolt of am bound by a solemn vow never to lay the door, than be felt them grasped by aside. I vowed also,"-he shuddered a cold icy hand. “ Albert,” cried a as he spokem" to consent to receive a voice “ thou hast broken the compact visit from her on the third of the moon; so solemnly ratified between us. this I was obliged to do, or incur all night was the third of the moon : know the consequence of her wrath, while yet that spirits may not be trifled with." in her power: from that fatal period, Bertha had followed her bridegroom: I have been obliged to submit to these she had heard the awful voice-she felt intercourses with a strange being that some strange visitation was at hand, the consequence of my unhallowed | yet was not, therefore, deterred fron curiosity. Last night was due to her !" entering the apartment. Bertha listened in horror; the Count The next day, no traces of either looked on his finger, the circlet of eme Albert or Bertha could be discovered, rald was gone; how he knew not, but they were never seen again; and all he hoped that he was now released from agreed that they had perished by the his terrible vow, yet felt a strange pre revenge of the “ Water-Lady." ' The sentiment of impending misfortune. castle was deserted ; became a ruin, Bertha, notwithstanding her own dis and the peasantry used ever aftertress, endeavoured to cheer him, but wards to point out with dismay, the became alarmed herself at the ashy fatal cavern of the “Black Water Vault," paleness of his countenance : he tried and to relate to the traveller the legend to persuade her he was not so disturbed l of the “ Water-Lady.
FROM THE GERMAN OF KÖRNER, The secretary Sellner had begun to without diminishing the ardour, had taste the first spring of happiness with
confirmed the permanence of their his youthful bride.
Their union was mutual sentiments. It was long since not founded on the vague and evanes they had discovered that they were cent passion which often lives and dies formed for each other, but want of foralmost in the same moment-sympathy tune imposed the necessity of a tediots and esteem formed the basis of their probation : till Sellner, by obtaining attachment. Time and experience, the patent for a place, found himself
in possession of an easy competence, sunk on her pillow, and soon fell into and on the following Sunday brought a slumber, from whtch she awoke no home in triumph his long betrothed more ; and when the clock was striking bride. A succession of ceremonious nine, it was observed that she had visits for some weeks engrossed many breathed her last. The agonies of of those hours that the young couple Sellner may be more easily conceived would have devoted to each other. But than described; during some days it Do sooner was this generous duty ful appeared doubtful whether he would filled than they eagerly escaped from survive; and when, after a confinement the intrusion of society to their delicious of some weeks, he was at length persolitude; and the fine summer evenings mitted to leave his chamber, the powers were but too short for plans and antici of youth seemed paralyzed, his limbs pations of future felicity. Sellner's Aute were enfeebled, his frame emaciated, and Josephine's harp filled up the in- and be sunk into a state of stupor, from tervals of conversation, and with their which he was only to be roused by the harmonious unison seemed to sound the bitterness of grief. To this poignant prelude to many succeeding years of anguish succeeded a fixed melancholy ; bliss and concord. One evening, when a deep sorrow consecrated the memory Josephine had played longer than usual, of his beloved ; her apartment remainshe suddenly complained of head-ache; ed precisely in the state in which it had she had, in reality, risen with this been left previous to her death ; on the ymptom of indisposition, but conceal work-table lay her unfinished task; the d it from her anxious husband : na- harp stood in its accustomed nook durally susceptible of nervous untouched and silent ; every night plaints, the attention which she had Sellner went in a sort of pilgrimage to lent to the music, and the emotions it the sanctuary of his love, and taking his excited in her delicate frame, had in- | Aute, breathed forth, in deep plaintive Creased a slight indisposition to fever, 1 tones, his fervent aspirations for the and she was now evidently ill. A phy- cherished shade. He was thus standsician was called in, who so little anti- ing in Josephine's apartment, lost in cipated danger, that he promised a cure thought, when a broad gleam of moonon the morrow. But after a night spent light fell on the open window, and from in delirium, her disorder was pronounced the neighbouring tower the watchman a nervous fever, which completely baffled proclaimed the ninth hour ; at this the efforts of medical skill, and on the moment, as if some invisible spirit, ninth day was confessedly mortal. Jo- the harp was heard to respond to his sephine herself was perfectly sensible fute in perfect unison. Thunderstruck of her approaching dissolution, and at this prodigy, Sellner suspended his with mild resignation submitted to her fute, and the harp became silent; he fate.
then began, with deep emotion, JoseAddressing her husband, for the last phine's favourite air, when the harp retime, she exclaimed, “ My dear Ed- sumed its melodious vibrations, thrilling ward, heaven can witness it is with un with ecstacy. At this confirmation of utterable regret that I depart from this his hopes he sunk on the ground, no fair world, where I have found with longer doubting the presence of the thee a state of supreme felicity ; but beloved spirit ; and whilst he opened though I am no longer permitted to his arms to clasp her to his breast, he live in those arms, doubt not thy faith- seemed to drink in the breath of spring, ful Josephine shall still hover 'round and a pale glimmering light flitted bethee, and as a guardian-angel encircle fore his eyes. “ I know thee, blessed thee till we meet again.” She had spirit!” exclaimed the bewildered Sellscarcely uttered these words when she ner, “ thou didst promise to hover
round my steps, to encircle me with lief that he should not survive the apthy immortal love. Thou hast redeein- proaching evening. No arguments could ed thy word ; it is thy breath that glows remove from his mind this fatal presage: on my lips ; I feel myself surrounded as the day declined, it gained strength: by thy presence.”. With rapturous and he earnestly entreated, as his last emotion he snatched the flute, and the request, to be conveyed to Josephine's harp again responded, but gradually apartment. The prayer was granted. its tones became softer, till the melodi. Sellner no sooner reached the wellous murmurs ceased, and all again was known spot than he gazed with ineffable silent. Sellner's feeble frame was com satisfaction on every object endeared by pletely disordered by these tumultuous affectionate remembrance. emotions; when he threw himself on The evening hour advanced; he chshis bed, it was only to rave deliriously missed his attendants, the physician of the harp. After a sleepless night alone remaining in the apartment he rose only to ancipate the renewal When the clock struck nine Sellner's of his emotions ; with unspeakable countenance was suddenly illumined; impatience he awaited the return of the glow of hope and pleasure fushed evening, when he again repaired to his wan cheeks, and he passionately Josephine's apartment'; where, as be- exclaimed—“ Josephine, greet me fore, when the clock struck nine, the once more at parting, that I may overharp began to play, in concert with come the pangs of death.” At these the flute, and prolonged its melodious words the harp breathed forth a strain accompaniment till the tones gradually of jubilee, a sudden gleam of light subsided to a faint and tremulous vibra waved round the dying man, who, on tion, and all again was silent. Ex- beholding the sign, exclaimed_1 hausted by this second trial, it was with come I come to thee !" and sunk sensedifficulty that Sellner tottered to his less on the couch. It was in vain that chamber, where the visible alteration the astonished physician hastened to in his appearance excited so much his assistance, and he too late discoalarm, that the physician was again vered that life had yielded in the con called in, who, with sorrow and dismay, Bict. It was long before he could bring detected aggravated symptoms of the
himself to divulge the mysterious cirfever which had proved so fatal to Jo cumstances which had preceded Sellner's sephine ; and so rapid was its progress dissolution ; but once, in a moment of that in two days the patient's fate ap- confidence, he was insensibly led to peared inevitable.
Sellner became make the detail to a few intimate friends, more composed, and revealed to the and finally produced the harp, which physician the secret of his late myste- he had appropriated to himself as a lerious communications, avowing his be
from the dead.
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out you lo-The following is one of a series of interesting tales on the traditions of the Scottish
coast, and was originally printed in the London Magazine. consulted butas biely s blood bus aut agad Sarbas bomo botywana97 Letualmohetitudin basimbre On the Scottish side of the sea of princely names of Douglas, Seaton, Solway, is seen from Allanbay and Kirkpatrick, and Maxwell: it is now Skinverness the beautiful old castle of the dwelling place of the hawk and the Caerlaverock, standing on a small owl; its courts are a lair for cattle, and woody promontory, bounded by the its walls afford a midnight shelter to the river Nith on one side, by the deep sea" passing smuggler; or, like those of the on another, by the almost impassable city doomed in Scripture, are places for morass of Solway on a third ; while far the fishermen to dry their nets. Bebeyond may be observed the three tween this fine old ruin and the banks spires of Dumfries, and the high green of the Nith, at the foot of a grove of hills of Dalswinton and Keir. It was pines, and within a stone cast of tideformerly the residence of the almost mark, the remains of a rude cottage
are yet visible to the curious eye-the tain of Criffel, confronting its more bramble and the wild plum have in vain stately, but less beautiful neighbour, tried to triumph over the huge, gray, Skiddaw; while between them flowed granite blocks which composed the the deep, wide, sea of Solway, hemmed foundations of its walls. The vestiges with cliff, and castle, and town. As I of a small garden may still be traced, sat looking on the increasing multitude more particularly in summer, when of waters, and watching the success of roses and lilies, and other relics of its the fishermen, I became aware of the former beauty begin to open their bloom, approach of an old man, leading, as clinging amid the neglect and desolation one would conduct a dog in a string, a of the place, with something like hu fine
cow, in: a halter of man affection to the soil. This rustic twisted hair, which passing through the ruin presents no attractions to the eye ends of two pieces of fat wood, fitted of the profound antiquary, compared to the animal's cheek-bones, pressed to those of its more stately companion, her nose, and gave her great pain whenCaerlaverock castle; but with this rude ever she became disobedient. The cow cottage and its garden, tradition con seemed willing to enjoy the luxury of a nects a tale so wild, and so moving, browze on the rich pasture which suras to elevate it, in the contemplation rounded the little ruined cottage; but in of the peasantry, above all the princely this humble wish she was not to be infeasts and feudal atrocities of its neigh- dulged, for the aged owner, coiling up bour.
the tether, and seizing her closely by It is now some fifty years since I vi- the head, conducted her past the temptsited the parish of Caerlaverock; but | ing herbage, towards a small and closethe memory of its people, its scenery, cropped hillock, a good stone cast disand the story of the Ghost with the tant. In this piece of self-denial the Golden Casket, are as fresh with me as animal seemed reluctant to sympathize matters of yesterday. Thad walked out -she snuffed the fresh green pasture, to the river bank one sweet afternoon plynged, and startled, and nearly broke in July, when the fishermen were has away. What the old man's strength tening to dip their nets in the coming seemed nearly unequal to, was accomtide, and the broad waters of the Sola plished by speech :-“ Bonnie lady, way sea were swelling and leaping bonnie lady,” said he, in a soothing against bank and cliff, as far as the eye tone, “ it canna be, it mauna becould reach. It was studded over with hinnie ! hinnie ! what would become boats, and its more unfrequented bays of my three bonny grand-bairns, made were white with water-fowl. I sat down fatherless and mitherless by that false on a small grassy mound between the flood afore us, if they supped milk, cottage ruins and the old garden plat, and tasted butter, that came from the and gazed, with all the hitherto untasted greensward of this doomed and unblesspleasure of a stranger, on the beautiful ed spot ?" The animal appeared to scene before me. On the right, and comprehend something in her own way beyond the river, the mouldering relics from the speech of her owner: she of the ancient religion of Scotland as abated her resistance ; and indulging cended, in unassimilating beauty, above only in a passing glance at the rich the humble kirk of New Abbey and its deep herbage, passed on to her destined squalid village; farther to the south rose pasture. I had often heard of the sinthe white sharp cliffs of Barnhourie,- gular superstitions of the Scottish peawhile on the left stood the ancient keeps santry, and that every hillock had its of Cumlongan, and Torthorald, and song, every hill its ballad, and every the castle of Caerlaverock. Over the valley its tale. I
I followed with my eye whole looked the stately green moun the old man and his cow; he went but