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sst Ileslf lin to the object ef his affection, while the loss of her natural protectors { lonly increased his passion since 1t rem dcred him still more conscious of the charge, which circumstances, as we'll as

 his own will, had placed upon him. Tie Itime had almost arrived which was to Iunite them, when death, that subtle and hcartleas tyrant, which rreyys pun

 and ;e::ssh!: :s:.!: z zest as usso, |age and ugiiness, snatched her from him.

 l will not enter farther into detail than to remark that such was the effect

 wrought upon his mindLy this event, that

 q few months seemed to reduce him to

 sucil|a state of bodily exhaustion that

 death alone could relieve himof his suf-

 fcring. ltwas on this occasion. 1 was

 called on to act in the capacity above

 alluded to. Others had been appointed

 to join with me in the duty, but by some

 accident l was left alone to act. As if

 iiia s.eeoFds,ii;.t witii tic melancholy oc-

 casien, q single lamp tione giiiilnnered

 n tho chamber and cast q doIefnl lioht

 oii tt tI,, surrounding objects. I am not

 naturally q coward. Superstition has

 no hold on my mind. Supernatural C..

 vents, or such as are usually so termed.

 bear 10 sway over me in thought or ac-

 ton. Yet from some cause. accounta-

 blc only by the fact of having lost my.

 rest for some nights previous, eontipu-

 ed trcmor and anxiety pervaded me-

 The corpse as 1t laid, with face uncover

 ed, and prepared for burial, continually

 attracted my eyes. At last, wearied

 with my own thoughts, I sat down be- side the bier, resolved to gaze on that face had known in himrier hours, and endeavored thus to satisfy the apparent longing of my sight.

 The hours we had passed in each O. ther's society. the happy moments of his loves, his fondness for the object of Ithatlove, ,allflitted by me, borne on mcm- ory's silken wings. "Marion, thought ], "thy race has been short, but virtu- ous. Thou wiitnot be remembered, for thy deeds of chivalry; but thy honora-

 ble career and luckless fate, will hold lplace in tic memory of thy friends, which time will only serve to render

 moro dear to us.n Thus ran the current lof my mind. and still gazed on the pal Hid features of death when female f. gure entering the room, caused some in- terruption; she was dressed in pure white habiliment, and seemed prepar

 ed for bridal ceremony rather than for I visit to the s.Ghamber of death." shastly rigidity marked her features. over which cast of sadness was remark able.

 She approached the bier. and bend l ing over it, she gently laid hold of the arm of the corpse, and with pallid smile, whispered, "Come, Marion, why sleep ye? already the beams of our br- dal morn are abroad; Come! the guests arc all met" and she gently drew back towards the door, and disappeared, still sounding the nameof ssMarion, Marion, Ieomei come to our bridal Irushed

 for~ad to pursue the object of this visi- tation,and only then perceived, that I had slept until the first rays of morning. Flight began slightly to illuminate the l chamber. The visionis still impressed upon my

 mind with all the vividness of a recent

 transaction, and Incyer hear of a bridal disappointment, without recurrence to. my mind of the fate of my friend Mari,

 on. ROLAND. f Clineher.-Thc worlds frequently.