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But not yet did the sufferer strike to end his pains Once more he cried for l1elp,-â€"â€"it was alow and fee e cry, for his \oice was failin ; and whe he could cry no more he raisec his Whispx ed accents in prayer to heaven “ I have one friend left,” he whispered, and he rested his weakening hand upon his sword-hilt. “ \Vhy should I die thus. in more than mortal agony, when one prick of this faithful blade will give me quick re- lease from all my sufferings " 0, if no help can comeâ€"if this daik prison must be 1m end of earthâ€"it IS better that I should «lie soâ€"far, far better! And God will pardon me for the deed Z” The prisoner would have put his thin hands through the opening to beg once more for mercy, but the wicket Was closed suddenly and he was again in darkness. And now the darkness was more horrible than before. Faint and sick, and racked with pain, he sunk down upon the hand, cold stones; and once uguinhis quivering, fevered hand sought to grasp the hm of his sword. Alas, even the stren‘rth to cumnumd that sole remaining friend was gone from him. Once he thought he heard footsteps again at the door of the dungeon; and when he raised his head he saw faint beams of light struggling in through the grated wicket. He staggered to his feet, and begged for mercy. How long he had been there he could not tell. It ust have been daysâ€"twoâ€"three and per- aps more. ~ “Is he dead?” he heard a voice ask. “He may be,” another voice replied. “No! no!” the prisoner gasped, starting forward, and pressing his face against the bars. “0, in heaven‘s name give me help!” “You’ll get help soon enough,” said the first voice, in reply. It was the Duke of Milan who spoke. “Let us go,” added the second voice. This was Hugh de Castro; and he spoke as though he liked not the scene. Again and' again (lid the- famishin‘g man press his parched and swollen tongue against: the damp rocks, but the relief became less and less. THE DFKH IS PREEURED FOR MORE WORK. \ 'lu :1 Michael 'l‘otillu. arose in the morn- ing. and found that Orlando was gone, he felt somewhat uneasy; but when he found the key of the shop-door upon the outer side of the lock, he supposed that his young muster might have slipped out just to tuke a. breath of fresh air ; so he vaited till the breakfast hour quite easily. That hour came, but no ()rlando appeared. They waited an hour, and stlll he did not come. “ There is something wrong,” said Michael. “ Of course there is,” responded Cinthia. “ I felt it last night, when I left him alone at his work,” pursued the armorer. “ I ought not to have done it. And yet he must have gone out of his own free will ; for I found the door locked, and the. key upon the outside.” “ He must have gone out for a ramble,” suggested Cinthia, “intending to return in a short time, and some trouble has over- taken him.” “ Ahd thus,” he murmured, as he sank back exhausted against the wall. “ ends the earthly course of Orlando Vendorme ! Here oome all my hopes and aspirations to their grave ! From this place there can be no es- cape. No, no,â€"I know my enemim too well. They will never relent. The wolf would sooner quit his prey than would these monsters loose their hold on me. 0, if I could but get one word to Michael. If I could tell him where I was! But he can finish the shirt of mail, and the lord of Hartburg will get his coveted prize. Ahâ€" that meeting with that strange boy was most unfortunate for me. Had I never met him, I should never have been knighted; and if I had not been knighted, I should not have returned to Milan, and if I had not re- turned to Milan, I should not now be here. Butâ€"so runs the record of my fate ; and it may be that such was ordained from the be ginning. Oh i this burning of my soul Iâ€" this fire in my throat ! Help 3â€"mercy !” So it- appeared to Michael ; and without further words he started out to make inquiries. All the forenoon he wander- ed up and down the city; but not a. trace could he find of his missin mgrtamd at the dinner 11mm returning And yet, when he reflected, he could not doubt the words he had heard. \Vhen he became more calm, he stooped down and picked up his sword, and then took his seat once more upon the cold stones. No ‘food !â€"-no drink ! He had been hun ry, but the feeling had gone fromhim, an he was now athirst. And the thirst Was more pressing than had been the hunger. Gradu- ally his tongue became parched, and the tor- ture began. He sucked the slimy drops from the damp walls but thetemporary cool- ing of the tongue could not quench the fire that was creeping down into his system. Once again he sought the door, and tried if he could not find some way of opening it ; but he might as well have knocked at the base of the Alps for a passage through their solid foundations. He cried out with all his power, in hopes that some kind ear might catch the sound of his voice ! but when the dull, heavy echo fell back upon “Ayeâ€"you‘iinoivâ€"it, and the mention of her name should open your eyes to the true cause of my vengeance." - “For my friendship towards the prin- cess,” said our hero, “I was banished. What have I done since?” “W'hy did you follow your. guide hither last night?” retorteci the prmce. ‘fAhâ€" you hesitate, do you?â€"Ohoâ€"-you think to play upon my innocence! By the powers of darkness, my doomed one, I know very well how our feelings have run. \Vhem you came ither, you fancied you were com- ing to my lady’s chamber. Ont upon thee, dog! Thy doom is fixed. Here shalt thou lie and starve 3â€"starve and rot! When your flesh is tender enough, the wolves shall pick your bones! And soâ€"fareWell!” ‘With this Ludovico closed the wicket. Orlando drew his sword and started for- ward, meaning, in his frenzy, to plunge it throuo‘h the open space, but ere he had gained the door the slide’ had been closed, and he was once more in total darkness. He cried aloud to the princeâ€"cried for mercyâ€"cried for one moment‘ more of in- tercourseâ€"but no answer came back save that same horrible, echo, like the voice of the tomb. '\Vhen the prisoner knew that Ludovico had gone, he sank back against the wall, and let his sword drop from his nerveless grasp. “Merciful (50d !” he gasped, in a. hoarse, horrified whisper, “is this thing possible? 0, it is too dx:ea.df_ul !” _ fun, he knew that his tones could not reimch Far beyqnd» his ‘pI-‘ison. “I didâ€"I have heard 5 landp, With qqivering voics. 0E TOAST 0F WLAN CHAPT ER. X. replied 0r Cinthia- had no flu ther argument. to make, - and when she had given her 1111s- hand to understand that she coincided with him, she tinned to the performance of her household duties. “ let me tell you,” returned Gaspard, drawing a chair near to the armorer and his wife, and sitting down. “For me to have gone directly to the palace would have amounted to nothing. I‘darco 'l'm'quedo, a knight of Modena, one of the grand ofiicers of the order of the silver cross, and one who was present when Vendormc was exalted, was in this city, and to him I went. He, as in duty bound, proceeded at once to the palace, and made all possible inquiries ; but he could learn nothing,r concerning our mis- sing friend. The duke acknowledged that circumstances might point him out as one who had a desire to put the young knight away; and so, of his own accord, he took the most solemn oath that man can take that he had not harmed a hair of Ven- dorme’s headâ€"that he had not caused the same to be doneâ€"and that he did not know that harm had .come to him. He further- more ofl‘ered the services of his uard to search for the missing, and gave orquedo the freedom of the city for that purpose. I cannot think that Manfred has had any hand in taking oar friend away.” 1:“ “()fcoarsc it is strangé. A great many th1n<rs are stzange; but I have full confi- deuce 1n Gaspard. His very face 13 a. suffi- cient passport.” J 115% in the edge of the evening Gaspard came back, and there was a. deep cloud upon his face. “But how is it with the v -rince ‘2” {tested Michael. P “ Of course I will ;” and the husband re- pared to illustrate with his fingers. “ ow look. In the first place, this Theodore is Count of Hartburg, and I suppose he is a. very wealthy young man.” “ He is only a boy,” interposed Cintliia. “ A boy in years,” replied Michael, “ but a. man in understanding and authority. He was on the road, and was attacked by rob- bers ; and he would certainly have been overcomeâ€"he and his artyâ€"but for the timely assistance of Veniiorme. And so did Theodore have cause for deepest gratitude. Nextâ€"when the young count discovers the marvellous properties of the mail which his deliverer wears, he wants a. garment of light material. Of course it must be made in Mi- lan, and Vendorme must make it. But Vendorme is banished. How can the diffi- culty be met? Very easily. Through 'l‘heodore’s means our master is knighted, and thus, by the laws of chivalry, the gates of Milan are open to him; and he can now gain entrance to his shop. But there is trouble still. Manfred and Ludovico are enemies to Vendorme, and may seek to do him harm. Theodore knows this; and, since the knightly armorer is at work for him, he feels in duty bound to look after his welfare. Do you understand it now ?” “ It is reasonable, as you have explained it, Michael ; and yet; it is strange.” " You have not found him?” said Cinthia. “ l have not,” Was the reply. “ szc yuu been to the palace 2'” asked Michael. “ Thank you,” said Gaspard. “ And,” he added, “ as a. first confession in that con- fidence, I will tell you that I am not so much here to help Vendorme, as to give in- formation to my master touching any harm that may befall him. And now I will away to make search for intelligence at the ducal palace ; and, as soon as possible, I will re- port to you.” A. \Vhen Gaspard had gone, Michael and Ciuthia. sat down and talked matters over. They had much to say of Orlando’s disap- pearance ; and they had also much to say of the visit of Gaspard of Saxony. There was something curiousâ€"very curiousâ€"Cinthia. thou ht, in it. She could not understand it. t filled her mind with imagining: of the marvellous and mysterious. 3 “ It is all very pléin to me,’ said Mi- chael,â€"“ just as plain as the nose upon my face." “ N o,” returned Michael, promptly. “ I believe you are what you say; because I know, now that my memory serves me, that you are attached to the person of Theodore of Harthurq ; and I know that Theodore is my masters friend. And so, sir, I shall trust you; and there is full confidence be- tween us.” “ I understand our” returned Gaspard, “and I will mysel see that immediate in- quiry is made. I have friends in the city who will assist me. I think you do not doubt me ‘3” “ Perhaps you’ll explain, then,” suggested the wife. u. “ Yes ; they have been from the first,” said Michael ; “ but I dared not go there ; not that I feared for myself; but I dared not yet awaken the duke to the fact that my @aster was q1issing.”_ . “I wbfild search a}. the ducal palace, if 1 dated. I have already made inquiries in every_ other quarter.” palace ‘3” “Indeed, I know not,” replied M ichuel. “ But if you be a friend, as 1 now believe you Ere, yen will llelp me t9 seqrchz” “V I was there,” returned Gaspard, “ and I saw you when you bore down your op- ponents in the ring. My master had two reasons for feeling interested in the welfare of Orlando Vendorme. First, he wanted the marvellous shirt of mail, which Ven- ilorme alone could make ; and, furthermore, he owed to the heroic youth a. debt of Grati- tude which he wished to pay; so he ( eter- mined, if the thing were possible, to watch over his interests; and to this end he sent me here to have an eye upon him. This morning I missed him; and now the ques- tion is, where shall we find him? When my youn‘ Lord of Hartburg asks what has happene to Orlando Vendorme, what shall I tell him?” ‘ ,“ Are vou interested ‘3” asked Michael, re- ” 5.19"!!! m3 “a mom 19121ng ‘sagm 1mg * . v Elma-gm Joqgsy sgq Sugpmg and since I know that you me a. true friepd to the youth, I will tell you xyhy 10.111 111- terested. You have seen 1' heodore ot Hartburg ‘3” “ Yes.” him.” “ Exactly.” “ And I am Thwdore’s servant. My name is Gaspard.” . - ._-â€" .. “Aye,” cf‘ied Michael ; “I recollect you now. Yes, yesâ€"I saw you with the Saxon knigpts at t_,he tqprnament.” . A. - . _ u “And Vendorme has been at work him ‘2” Early in the afternoon a. stranger called at the shop, and inquired for Vendorme, Michael knew that he had seen his visitor before, but he could not tell where. “ Yes,” replied the stranger; ‘f you can call it business if you please. But- I come to learn if all is well with him. ’_’ ' to his home, saw and alspIr‘itea, "oxamifig’ himself for haviqg left Orlando alone. _ “ Do you seek the armorer on business ‘3” he 113gu1red. -. . .. . 'ogr suspicions are turned toward the He is making a. fine mail for THE WA‘TCHMAN, LINDSAY, THURSDAY. MAY for “My 1011],“ she said, “If you seek the Castle of 1:301};an for your son, take it. Take all I have of wealthâ€"take my lands and my titles, and let me go free. 0, you cannot wish to bring upon me a. suffering so great. Give me my liberty, and all the rest, is yours !” .__ -..- _ ‘1 z‘You are wild, my child ; and you sadly misapprehend the intent; of my son. He seeks your hand as much for your charms of persgn, as for the weglth o_f your estates.” Rusahel took it in her hand, and ran her eye over the Words that were written. It was a decree from the Pope, giving her in marriage to the prince Ludovico. What escape could there he from this? By the laws of the land all female orphans of pat/I'l- eian hlopd were under the spiritual care of the Pope ; and his authority in matters of matrinmnial alliance was final. l’msahel knew this, and when she had read the fatal decree, the parchment, fell from her grasp and she clasped her hands in eager suppliea- tion. - “N o; no, it cannot be. Ludovico cannot want a. wife who will not love him.” “Hush, lady. You are speaking too much. You are not Wise thus to let your tongue run loose. Since first you came to Milan it has been established that you shOuld be Ludovico’s wife. It is an affair of taste and your wishes in the matter must give mu .umnerigmmml. mmour .m- “Ah, my fair one, I am ahead of you there. I the seen the Popeâ€"0r, my messenger has seen himâ€"and I have his authority for the marriage. In' short, he orders that it; shall So be.” “(Lâ€"it is not so I" “Here is the instrument, if you wish to see it." And as Manfred thus spoke he drew the parchment from his bosom. ‘ ‘ "No, no? Cl‘iuxl Rosulml: “S'uu have not the right. Youal‘c my guardian; but you have not the power to force me into such an alliance. If you persistâ€"if you force the bond upon incâ€"I will appeal to his holiness of Rome.” “It is well," said Ludovico, pressing his hands together, and curling his lips with n. demoniac expression. “Rosabel will be my wife while her outcast paramour is dying. I wish she could know it!" “Fear not,” said the prince. “I am not so foolish as that. I think I have vengeance enout'h 8.1readvavengcuncc enough upon Ven orme: and as for the princess, I hope that she will not give me more cause for hating her.” Ludovico‘umlérstood his father‘s meaning, and the fiendish expression with which he answered showed that. the hint was not foreign to his own thoughts. “I'hawe a. firm fricnd’in the pope," pur- sued Manf1c«1“and as soon :15 I can turn my attention that “1w 1 shall join him in his efTo1t to throw off the German voke. I tell vou our pontiff of Rome must lime more power. There is no reason whv he should he forced to bow at the nod of te111poml prince." 0n the evening of the day following this interview, the duke sought the apartment of Rosabel, whom he found alone. He closed the door behind him, and having assured himself that no attendants were present, he opened his business: “\Iy Lmh of Be1‘gamo, he said, taking a. seat ncal her, “I lime come to inform you of the a1m11gc111e11ts 11. 1111211 have been 111.1110 for your 111:11‘1‘ing5. The ceremony will be performed to-nmrrmv." “)Iy‘lnnl duke," returned the maiden, turning deathly pale, and trembling like an aspen, “this must, nothe. 1 cannot wed with your son." “Ah, my sonâ€"beware! Do not let your fCLhugs of vengeance run away with your discretion." “She will be yours. my son, and Bcrgamo will also be yours. The latter will be woxth kee ing. As to the former, you will keep her 1?) 011 1)lease_!”_ “Your opposition will only make in worsc for you, my child; for the thing is fixed." “Yes, with his benediction upon the union.” “Then why should we wait?” "We will not wait," replied the duke. “0n the day after to-mnrrow the Illal'riagc shall take place." “It shall be very Soon, my son: And here again, let me tell youâ€"I have done a. wise thing. I have sent, a messenger to the Pope, at Rome, and lmve received from the Pontifi' his written orders that the hand of Rosabel of Bergmno be bestowed upon yourself. Thus, my son, there can he no 0 position; and if the people of Bergnmo 311011 «.1 object, the Pope‘s mandate must silence them.” “You lune done \\ all. Now the fair heiress of Bergamo 1s mine hey 011d dispute. You 8113 you lune the 1’ 0pc s permission 11111211113. "” “How!” returned Gaspard. “Would you not take such an} oath in evidence?” “Aye,” replied Ludovico. “I see. It is well. I think Orlando Vendorme is safely disposed of; and now for my marriage. \Vhen am I to be master of Bargamo?”_ ~ vâ€"-vu.;\,g. “ I know, I know,” muttered the armor- er, with his hands working nervously together. “I know that the robber knights have a. grudge against him ; but I have not yet turned my thoughts that way. If harm has come to my master, I fear that; the Duke of Milan hath had some hand in it.” Ana now, leavin'rMichael and the Saxon to search as they please, we will look in at the palace, and see how matters are work- ing there. After Marco Torquedo haul gone, the duke felt. greatly relieved, for he be- lieved that, all suspicion had been turned away from himself. H 1 think,” replied Gasml'd, “ that Ven- dorme must have left the city. He has other enemies besides the duke. The rob- bers of the Sinceso are his enemies.” “It may be as vou suimise. Manfred may have taken a. false 011th. If he has, I pity him!” “Haâ€"is there then someâ€" ” “Hush. I have no explanation to make. If Manfred has harmed the 111issing knivht, and the truth can eve1 he know. 11 then 10d \Vith tlfis Gaspard arose, and began to pace the floor, while Cinthiu set about pre- paring suppeg‘. “You see,” he smd to his son, “that I was right. It is well that we did not harm the dog. ”__ _--___ --. v v A\tVllL{\;. V‘V‘Ah; Manfred is a cold-blooded, heartless villain, and I knsw not how mu ch his oath is worth. 13th 1 will waitâ€"I may hear somethin more. '1 'oqnormw we will search again. on can lea we the city, if you wish, but, I shall remain within the walls; for I do not believe tlxat‘Orlando has gone out.” II"! A . ".Luapvlco Was‘ -' . _ 1n P15 (rillsavowal éhlggoisaflfi,’ more earnest :fikgg‘; efilged that he hated {i feather. He stSrt WW: (211121 be glad to knowezh 0518?, and had dohe nlétlgfi his way; but flit f'8 u}?- such a result ”1mg tOWards brimrhcsr d}: 9 “Then what a lo a Out Michael. can. huVe happened '3” cried The Saxon looked earnestlycinto Michael’s facel and after a. little thought, he said: , I could do it very easily if ] did it properly. The man to be imprisoned was Orlando Vcndonneiwllold, Lady. Hear me to the end. I was instructed how to do my work. even to the very Words 1 was to speak :nnd then I entered upon the task. That night I hid myself near the urmorer's shop, but I found no «mportiioity to speak with Vendorme alone. 011 the following night I went again, but with no better sue- ccss. On the third night, however I gained the opportunity I sought. Through a small window I sew that the youth was at work alone. and i went and rapped uponthedoor. He admitted inc, and after gaining from him a pledge of secrecy, I delivered the errand with which I had been chargedâ€"the false. 1 ing errand which was to lead him to his com. I told hnn that I came from the Princess Rosaliel, and that she sought his help. He grasped at the prospect, and said that mortal danger should not deter him from any effort the good of the princess might require. Then I told him that Rosabel Wished to escape the hated bon- dage with which she was threatened by union with Ludovico, and that she looked to him for aid. He clasped his hands, and swore that he would give up his life for tht 03d of the princess if need be. Holy, ‘yNo, no,” cried Rosabel, pale and quiver- ing, “1 cannothold my peace! 0, how could mafia ihrf’ .. . “Then, lady, continued Hippolita, draw- ing her stool nearer to the princess, and speaking in a low tone, “listen to my story, and do not upbraid me until you have heard me through. Five ni hts ago my master came to me, and wished me to do him a. ser- vice. His will had been my law for so long that I thought not of refusing ; and when he offered me a great reward, I told him I would do anything he asked. He showed me a purse of gold, and a. necklace of dia- monds, and promised me, when my work was done, that these should be mine. I then felt that I could do anything for him, and I. swore that he might trust me. He placed this mantle upon my shoulders, and led me to thepalaee; and when we had reached the porch beneath the old tower. he took a torch and conducted me down to the lowest, deep- est, darkest dungeon. It was a long, dreary passage, and he told me I must learn totread it without a light : and to that end he led me to and fro until I could grope my way from the porch to the pit in the dark- ness. Then he told me that there was a certain erson in Milan whom I was to lead to that (Fungeon. He dared not send ofiicers to arrest him, but he must be taken to his prison so secretly that no soul should know it save those eiwaged in the work. I told my mastcrI wou d do it ifl could. He said .n r 1 HAHII. “ Pardon, pardon, Hippolita," exclaimed Rosalw], ad 'ancing quickly and extending her hand. “ I blame no one for misfortune, for, alas ! I am the most unfortunate being alive. Now sit thee down, and tell me why thou art here." u “ “'0 must be alone, ' said the girl, cast- ing her eves (W01 the room. “ \\ e are :11(,."me “ But we must not be overheard ; for what I have to say no other mortal ear must bear.” “You may speak freely, and without fear.” tent, and Iknow your meaTnmg' ; 93nd I may inform on now that further opposition will notfie toleraced. I need not tell over to you the list. of evil things you have already done; but I will tell you that we can put up with no more. Thus far we have borne your insults without bringing upon you the punishment richly deserved, but, we have home all. In the time to come you will oppose just authority at your peril. On the morrow you will give Ludovico your hand. I wish to hear no more now.” “ The door was opened, and a. female, mufl‘led in a dark mantle, came in. As she closed the door behind her she let the mantle fall from her head, thus exposing the face of a brighbeyed, fair-featured girl, of near Rosabel's own age. “ How,” cried the princess, starting back ; “ is this Hippolitn '3" “ It is my name.” “ The minion of Hugh de Castro?” “ A child of misfortune, noble lady,” re- plied the visitor, in a low, sad time. " Blame me if you willâ€"blame me all the earthâ€"but, 0, I think Heaven hath some pity ! Quivering at every joint, she arose and went to her dressing-case, and took there- from a small dagger. Orlando Vendorme made that dagger, and gave it to her. She kissed it in memory of the giver, and then leaned against the wall. with her hand upon her brow. \Vhere were her thoughts now? \Vhy does she look upon the sharp blade so eagerly, and clutch the jeweled hilt with such nervousness '3 “'hy does she move her left hand so strangely over her bosom? \Vhy does she pull away the silk and the lace, and lay bare the pearly skin that rises and falls over her throbbing heart? Does she think of gaining freedom thus from the dreadful embrace of Ludovico? Hark! \Vhat is that sound? A knock upon the door. Quick as thought the princess hides her dagger, and then bids the applicant enter. 1x path, and was quickly swa. lowed up in 'inkness. If it be a. sin to love one below me in station, then I am a sinner, and I can- not repent. Oh, sweet youth, why has fate been so cruel? Noble, brave, and generous â€"thou art worthy the love of a queen. Or- lando, Orlando, where art thou? 0, Were it not for these cruel looks that are placed upon my passage, I would seek thee, even though death stood in the way ! But, alas ! lam «loomed. Ah, thou wilt never know how Rosabel of Bergamo loved thee. In the years to come, Some other fair one will rest upon thy bosom; and while tl. ou bless- est her, thou wilt forget Rosabel. And where will Rosabel be '.’ O, merciful hea- ven, save me from the cruel fate !” Thus speaking, the duke arose and left the apartment ; and when the princess was alone, she sank down upon her knees, and buried het- fame in her hands. “'hat escape could there be from this? She had expect- ed itâ€"she had awaited the blow for a long time; but she hzul not gained strength tc bear up under the terrible afiliution. She bowed her head, and groaned in agony. The thought of Ludovico was ap- palling, and she .shrank from} it in terror: her in undressing, - but, she did hot wish their presence. She wished to he alone. She said she would call them when she wanted them. And what direction were the thoughts of the princess taking, as she sat there 'alone. with her hands clasped upon her bcsom, and her eyes fixed upon the floor? Listen. She spealis her thoughts aloud : AN ANGEL ! The evenin wore on, and at an appoint- ed hour, Rosa. el’s attendants came to assist, “ 0, it came Tike a. bright vision across CHAPTER XI. 12, 1.7: 92. "Bub, (lea-r lady, will you llsten! Wait till I have told you all, and your thought: shall be turned into another channel.” “Go on. go onâ€"O, what .perfidy! S eel: quickly, and case my burning heart you “I told Vendorme that I had been com- missioned to conduct him to the princess, and he followed me with eagerness. I led him to the palaceâ€"led him to the porch beneath the old towerâ€"and led him into the dark passage. The way had been pre- pared, so there were no obstructions. I groped along the gloomy courseâ€"down the slimy stepsâ€"into the very bowels of the earthâ€"and finally reached the lowest dungeon, where the man was to be shut up. 0, lady, if you think I was heartlessâ€"ii you think I did this willin lyâ€"you are mis- taken. \Vhen I had hear the youth speak â€"-when he breathed forth such devotion to one of my sexâ€"when I saw his noble, hand- some face, and remembered his gallant con- ductâ€"I felt my resolution grow weak. But I had promised to do it, and I dared not dis- obey. But when I had led him to that deep dungeon, where the air was chill and damp, and where, perhaps, he was to find a grave, my heart sank within me, and I grew faint and dizzy. Had I then been mistress of my own actions, I should have turned back; but my master was close at hand. Vendorrne asked me why I trembled so, but avaded the question by telling him a falsehood I left. him there, telling him that I was going to seek the princess, and in a. moment more the solid iron door was shut upon him! “ And I." replied the girl. with deep, sincere emotion. “ will serve. you most faith- fully." “ Now let us go." In the rear of the palace was a small gar- den. surrounded hy a high wall. to which the princess had access at all times : and in going thither it was necessary to enter the long passage through which the Knight had been conducted. Rosalwl had the keys of the doors that lay between her apartment and the garden, and when she had found them, the two zulventurers started on their mission. With cautious steps they moved on, the princess goingr in advance with the keys, while Hippolita followed with a small lantern, which she could conceal beneath her mantle when she pleased. Thus they reached the vaulted passage, and here they exchanged positions, for now Hippolita had the keys, and knew how to lead the way. And how was it in the dungeon ‘: Cold, damp and ( rear ! \s'ith the last efi'ort of nature Vendorme struggled to his feet, and staggered against the wall. He pressed his swollen tongue upon the cold stone, but the sense of relief was «one. A little while he stood there, and then he reach- ed once more for his sword. Twice he had found the point, and twice he had put it away, but ho was £16, and his poor life wasggmgwit it 0 Wm “ Certainly." replied the princess. “ And is there anything else 3'" “ 1 think of nothing.” Rosalie] of Bergmno could not have taken a sister more completely int-o her confidence than she had taken the girl who nor-g hare her company. T he release of the primner was an object with them lmth : but that was not- all. If Rosahel wished to llee from the power of the duke. Hippolita was no less anxious to flee from the wrath of her master, so in this they had a cmmnon cause. “Wren the princess had prepared heiself for the mission. she turned and took her com- panion by the hand. " Hippolim, henceforth our fates are cast together. If we save the knight I will for- get and forgive the past, and thou shalt find a. home with me while we both live." “The rest of that night I could not slee a. wink; and all day to-day, I have been su er- ing more than I can tell. This afternoon Ludovico came to see my master, and I heard them talking of the marriage which, they said, was to come 03 to-morrow. By and by they mentioned the name of Orlando Ven- dorme, and I crept nearer to listen. What I then heard froze my blood with horror! No', no, ladyâ€"hold! It is not so bad, listen.” " \Ve must take some cordial with :5." suggested Hippolita. who had been con- sidering upon the steps neceswry to be taken. Hippolita caught the hand of the 0838, and bgggedfier t._o_susta.in 130363. n.-- “ One moment,” struggled Hippolim, putting out her hands, “ I will quickly finish. \Vhen I heard this terrible speech I resolved that, if the thing were necessary, my life should be r'i\e11 to the undoing of the wrong I had one. I have obtained the keys of all the doors between us and the fearful dungeon, except those which belong to your own apartments, anclI have come to you, believing that you would help «me in the work of salvation. If you can un- lock thc way to the passage that. communio cates with the rear porch, I can do the rest. My master had the key to the (1‘)]- geon, and I kno“ vs here to find it. 0, lady. can you help me? I would haxe gone alone. and set the pxisoner free hut if he escapes he must come this \xay. He cannot pass the guard in the rear couxt.” “Ere I answer you I have a. favor to ask," replied Hippolita, sinking down upuu her knees. “ Let me go with you, amlI will be as true to you as the sun is true to the day, and I will lay down my life for you if necessary." “ So shall it be,” said Rosabel, lifting the girl to her feet. “ And now." she zuhlcd. still tremulous with excitmnem, “ lcl hs hasten upon our mission. 0. there time to he lost. Every moment may precious as a, life. ___ ‘o I -,‘ "If you 13% the noble young knight, and would save him, you have need of all your strength ;‘ go filing not_yiet.”r I $113111d fleeâ€"if succes; attends us, and I should flee with the knightâ€"â€"should flee from the horrible fate the tyrant of Milan has in store for meâ€"would you be true to me then?” MAID Allcoouu 'wL ll' Lily lltbllu. “ H1ppol1,a., ’ she said, in a quick, 1211p whisper,“ can I trust vou. ’ ' “Dear lady, 1etumcd the bond- -w0111an, “ I am trusting vou “ith 111) life.’ “But; pursued the print-5,9,5 tightening i_1e1' grz_13_p,_ and quix ering at every joint, “ if stariing forward and seizing Hippolita. by the arm. “ Can I ? can I?” “ Listen, lady. I told you I heard them speak of Orlando Vendorme. 0, it was horrible; but it may not yet be too hte. He is shut up in that deep, dark, damp, cold dungeon; and there he is doomed to die, without food, and without drink! This is the third ni ht, and he has had no succor yet. I hear Ludovico say thatho would marry the princess while Vendorme was struggling with the last touch of death I” Rosabej moved forward a. step, and caught the messenger by the hand. With a groan so deep and agonizing that. even the dumb walls seemed startled by its intensity, the princess clasped her hands upon her brow, and fixed a Wild, staring look upon the visitor. “ Saver him 1 Save Him !” cried Rosabel r ms sworu. 1'w1ce ne uao. haw b, and twice he had put it This little girl wguld doubtlefi: and‘ B was one, and his poor life i her leg, only knowmg what to lg,” e hammm 0 do it. we curedher. let us is no be as uponIneTloor onus c3113 ‘ balance himself so as to amls . heart, when h‘ e t, and wh that the door Was] 8“ 11 )em 0 sword fall and started for“??? he not the strength to support _B when he had staggered a few ~ down upon the hard, cum 110‘ that the door was opener1.andth‘: was shining in upon 1m , ‘ a ‘ one knelt by his side. and and; \K'Lno n ....... 1 __. . . . \‘Vhat smlnd was that 2" D; thrilled this soul with st power '3 “'hat was it that s to his heart; and sLarLled hi: and feeling ‘3 “Orlando ! Orlando :” He started up, and suppc his elbow. “Who speaks to me 3'” “Orlando ! Orlando 1 0 arise? Do you know me‘: save you ! O, in Heaven’s yet ! Support yourself yet and all may be well with Rosabel who speaks 2” “Bosaeel; Rosabel !” gas paging forfthr his hands. ' “finer groanec Trusses, Artificial Limbs 8:. abqut “foolisi pliances for all deformities 01 thh Human Body. Spinal Disease, Hip uomt DIS tUrning to? Diseases of the Knee and Ankia. K Knee, BOW Legs, C'Ub Feet' etc. A MSG” she reg] Crutches. 618 V9“ for a W I2l CHURBH STREET TCEEINTU' him 1; e If the pTCSfi et has much to meet AER Messrs. Authors (,‘ax.’ met,” 55:“ M83881; nosabel 8,3de putting forth his hands. g the She in uided them to her should wound er own arms about human lifted him'to .a..s_ittu}g posture “He is famishing {Sr‘the want of 6 said Hippolita, who had just m~ strength enough to speak ; for the ' the terrible work she had helped to shocked her so that for awhile she‘ ~ faint and dizzy. But asense of the that was upon her, and the atone. was to make, gave her new straw; forthwith she applied herself to m; ‘ ance of the sufferer. She produced the she had brought with her, in a. silver: and when the stopple had been rem?“ laced it to the knights's lips. Eager he swallow the welcome draught, and; warmth spread through his system. ‘9 new_ strength. Debentures, Mortgages and Notes ne! aned to best advantage. BARRON 8: MCLAL'GHLD' Solicitors. Linds MTHGRS 8: 00‘; A Private and Company fundsmi at above rates, on good FurmanaI secuntv. hand, flashing; w looking into Yen’t you any d moodily. ty of old one: .heen worn, and particular eve: 0' much will Debentures. Mortgages and Notes ne_ aued to best advantage. BARRON 8: MCLAL'GHUS. Solicitors. Linds ne swauow we welcome druughz‘ aid warmth spread through his S}'Slcm. be new strength. “Moreâ€"more of the wine," he my. a V the flask was removed from his lips. ‘ “In a little while," renurned :hepgii “It maybe dangerous to drink my now. ” “ Ha. I that voice 1N0, moiâ€"it ir‘ady And he swept his hand across his .4; “It is not a. dream, Orlando. 11 i~ bel. She is here to saw: you. 1! _AL ..- -__“‘L ‘ 1' tis a womagys weap ed a charmmg gu‘l.‘ d her lashes $1 flaked 3. vagrant iously she mu: wbud neWIY Falt ‘ “It IS not a dream,011a.ndo.u It: bel. She 1s here to saw; \ou. in not _go with her ' INTEREST PAYABLE YE); McINTYRE STEVVAR‘ 5 52', 6 62' PERCENT. Barristers and etc, Lin MOM? TB WAN. AT LOWEST CURRENT RA' N UNLIMITED SUPPLY A pamphlet of information and ab- stract of the laws. showing How 10/ Obtain Patents, Caveats. Trade Marks. Copyrights. sen: free. Add». MUNN Jr. 00. 361 Broadway, New York. Terms to suit borrower. 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