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Then a halt ‘1‘ we’ll string, And the rebel shall swing, For the gullnnts of England are up for the King! , X0 l suddlu my horses as quick as you may, \ _‘I‘he sorrel, the black, and the Whlte-footed \ buy ; The troop Shall be mustered, the trumpets shall p021]. And the Rouudhemls shall taste of tho Cava- lier’s steel. “ Take him away, George,” said the young no man to Goring, “or he will be the death of ,. Why, \Vill ?â€"Black Will !â€"â€"doos not in: w thy friends from thy foes, man? Here he I, thy sworn comrade and companion for these three hours post, and thou canst mis- take me for the Prince Palatine ; he who would have tried thee at Edgehill for coward- ice and hanged thee at Lansdowno for plunâ€" der. For shame, man. for shame 1" ’ S110 cn 11d 1011 the ”10th uncle. of Mom‘s And the (1 was of the Wms of tlw 1:05: 3 } And the ' ‘ 119 of things â€"“h} the And the Cavaliers, if they were “ lads that loved the moon,” loved her not so much for the peaceful and poetic thoughts that she in- spired, as for the assistance afforded by her light to those homewerd-bound \vnssailers who had been vindicating their loyalty by drinking dreply to the King’s health, and to the detriment of their own. Ere Humphrey was half way home to his lodging he was arrested by the sounds of revelry and good fellowship issuing from the portals of n ven- erable edifice, where dwelt n. grave and portly Churclnnan, now the courteous host of wild Lord Goring, and for whom the reckless guest professed and entertained the profound- est respect, because, to use his own words, “ the Doctor could drink like a trooper and behave like a King, besides being 0. thorough master of his own profession, of which,” quoth Goring, “ I do not pretend to be so good a judge.” His lordship was even now at the height of his revelry, and was trilling forth in his rich sweet voice, unim- paired by all his vices, a jingling Cavalier melody, in the chorus of which the worthy Doctor’s deep bass predominated, and to which, preoccupied us he was, Humphrey could not refrain from stopping to listen : â€" Ho! fill me {L florgon as deep as you please, Ho ) pledge me the health that we quufi" 011 And as they shouted the concluding verses a party of five or six riotous Cavaliers emerged arm-in-arm from the deep archway of the gate opposite to where Humphrey stood. They were whooping. laughing. and jesting; and although they had left their worthy enter- tainer staid and sober as became a. Church» man, were themselves more than half drunk. Goring had lighted a torch, and with mock gravity was brandishing it in the moonlight, as he said, to see “ what sort of night it was.” Wild Tom Lnnsford, leaning on his long sheathed rapier, which bent and swayed beneath his weight, was ranting out some playhouse verses in praise of “ Cynthia’s mellow light ;" and Black Will Scarthe. the fiercest of partisans and most savage of condotticri, was rocking himsel to and fro against the wall, muttering fearful imprecations and vowing a deathless ven- geance on some person or persons unknown, mingled with expressions of fervent admir- ation and undying regard for young Lord Francis Villiers, whom by some strange per- version of his drunken brain he persisted in addressing as Prince Rupert, and clothing in the attributes and endowments of that distin- guished leader. Lord Francis laughed till his sides aehed. HOLMBY HOUSE. Black Will scowled fearfully, and his right hand closed involuntarily on the hilt of his rapier ; but drunk as he was, he knew he must pay the penalty of associating with his betters, and submit if necessary to be their butt. So, although he winced and ground his teeth, he ventured on no open demonstra- tions of resentment, even when Goring aimed another shaft at him tipped with the venom of truth, and bid him remember the woman whose ear rings he tore from her head in the Low Countries. “ Fore George, \Vill, thou hadst a narrow escape that time of the ridingâ€"school and the etrappado ! Had she gone With her complaint to Monk instead of me, thou hadst been sped â€"â€"-he would have hanged thee to the nearest tree ; and had she been a likely wench. \Vill. even I must have seen justice done, and the halberde up. But she was a swarthy queen, blackâ€"browned and ill»favored as \Vill him- self, my lads ! So we buckled to, and the Studtholder‘s drunken chaplain married them ; and she followed the army as Dame Searthe, and Will had the earrings for a marriage portion, and he never got rid of her till we lost all our baggage at Breda ; and she kicked Will out and took the command of the enemy’s ‘ woman troop.’ Egad, she was the veriest Tartar of them all ! And thou wast not ever sorry to be free once more, Will, for i’faith she was thy master 2" “ At least. General, she was never thy mistress,” answered Will, with a sneer and a savage scewl ; “ and that is more than can be boasted of many a daintier dame that rode a pillion in the rear of our troop. But enough said my masters. Look you here~â€"n sail, a sail l” And Black Will as he spoke staggered to his legs, and pointed to a White dress flittingr rapidly away in the distance, accompanied by the tall dark figure of a man; and signing to his companions to follow him. proceeded rapidly in chase, though with wavering and uncertain stem Let them go,” said Inrd Frauen, in om, drunk or sober, the instincts of a gentleman predominated. ” ’Tis a lady from the court or an honest citizen’s \vifeut the least. If thou layest a hand on her, “MI, 1 will cudgel the soul out of thee, by all the gods of love and war l” “ After midnight, my 101d," laughed out Tom Lullsfm'ti, recently returned from his imprisonment amongst the Puritans, and mad with delight to find himself once more surrounded by congenial spirits, wicked and reckless as his own, “after midnight every sail’s a prize ! Black Will has not been on the Spanish Main for nothing. and he knows buccnneer’s law better than his prayers. Down with the hunting! up withthe hatches ! â€"-share and share alike. and no quarter 1” _ wore rings In tuuir 1'01, abongumi noses Why Shakspere was wrong in his grammar, And the mouning of Emerson’s “ Brumnh,” And she wont chipping rocks with It little black know of tho stxu'a in each high constellation. And she wrote in n. hand-writing clcz‘ky, And she talked with an emplmsis jerky. And sim painted on tiles in the sweetn styling ; But she didn’t know chicken from turkey I , ’ I'lnmr’s Bric-a-bric 01h“ kué'cs ; And the kuuve who refuses to drink till 110 full, Why the hungmnn shall crop himâ€"ears, lovoâ€" Rocks, min} 21.11. For the little birds sing, “There are hawks on the wing VVheu L110 gullants of England are up for the King 2" Ho! fling me my beaver, and toss me my glove Tllmt but; yesterday clung to the hand of my ove. To be bound on my crest-to be born in the van. And the rebel that maps it must fight, like a. man! heart ; ‘ 7 “ Ho! fill me [th‘ilnln01‘,th0 lust (are W0 part; A hoaltl} to Prince Rupert! Success and re‘ Then the st11'1'1111 cup bung, Quufl it, round in 1L 1mg. ' To your 11015011 I and lide to the death for the King ! upunk. But her knowledge of poultry was murl’ For the mbro slum swing, And the hand pieces ring. When the gullunts of England strike home for the King. H9 ! grush 1110 a cup to the queen of my Sim hml And the And hui‘ nown ! _ _ T0 the dogs WIth the Commons ! and up wwh the Crown. 3115., ‘L'xLiiL She (11:11am High 53ml box , And a small geologwul hmmuor “ Then here goes to be first {Aboard the ’IYIE OF TIME 'I‘IIVIF. vinws upon cumducution _ lmnsipul needs 01' the Human, H 9305 were blue, and the number she :- Eunlm'n. You Bhu‘ky 110w chicken from t :11 and Greek she BY NliLLII". G. 0\Y Jflurky Lurkuy ; 0 could fluent] Indians “ By your leave. kind madam,” said a soft chct voice, in the gentle accents of a courâ€" tier, while a white hand. adorned with a rich lncc ruflle, unceremoniously lifted the veil which covered Faith’s drooping head; and a perfumed moustache and good-looking face, somewhat flushed with Wine, approached closely to her own, with the evident purpose of stealing a kiss. Dymocko‘s cudgcl was aloft in an instant, but ere it could come down, Goring’s quick eye had caught the movement, and his ready hand seized the up- lifted wrist, and grappling with Faith‘s de< fender, he sought to trip him up with one of those tricks of wrestlingr which give the initi- ated such advantage in ft personal conflict. The nobleman had, however, met with his match. Dymockc’s tall, wiry person was toughened by constant exercise into the con‘ sistency of steel ; and while his length of limb gave him every facility for performing all feats of skill and agility, his extraordinary coolness of temper enabled him to detect the slightest weakness on the part of his adver- sary, and make ready use of it for his own benefit. Dymoclm was staunch to the backbone. “ Don’t leave go of my belt,” said he, grasp- ing a goodly oak cudgcl, the only Weapon he had with him, in his brown bony hand, and preparing, with his usual grave d0- meanor, for a tough resistance. ” Keep you behind me, my lass; and if it’s wild Lord Goring himself, or the devil, whose servant he is, I’ll ring twelve o’clock on his pate if he offers to lay a finger on you. Only don’t: ye leave go of my belt.” The words Were scarcely out of his mouth when the foremost, of their pursuers came alongside. They had scarcely closed em Goring meas- ured his length upon tho pavement ; and though he regained his feet in an instant, that instant had sufficed to plaanymocko, with the uplifted cudged, once more upon his guard. Goring’s smile was not pleasant to look upon at his right hand stole towards his sword. In another moment the wicked blade was flashing in the moonlight, wind- ing under the guard of honest Dyniocke’s eudgel with quick glittering passes, all nthii- 4% for blood ; at the same time a blow from Tom Lunsford‘s sheathed sword on the heel; of the serving»man‘s head somewhat stunned him ; while Black Will Seal-the, winding his arm round poor Faith’s waist, strove to detach her by main force from her protector, to whose person she clung with It tenacity that much impeded his efforts for their mut- ual defence. The other Cavaliers: strnul around, laughing and shouting, andlaying wagers on the event of the skirmish. Meantime, pole and sick, her little heart beating fast against the arm of her protector, her knees knocking together, and her limbs failing at her need, the frightened women, no other than our old acquaintance Faith, tripped rapidly on. She was ruturning from her nightly duties with her mistress to her own lodging in another street, and escorted by her faithful cavalier, the imperturbnhle Dymocke, had enjoyed and perhaps pro- longed her moonlight walk to an unjustifi‘ ‘eble extent. A moment ago she had been exputieting to her admirer on the beauties of Oxford, and the bewitehing delights of in town ; now she would have given all she possessed to be safe back at quiet Boughton, or anywhere. else in the world out of hearing of those alarming footsteps i Like the hare closely pursued by the noisy pack, her heart sank within her, and her natural impulse was to sit down in despair and give in. The poor girl said as much as she clung closer and closer to the toll spare form against which she leaned. ‘Fair play 1’ cried Lord Francis ; ‘two to one is no oven match. Give the knave a sword, some one : or do you, Goring, borrow my riding-wand !’ ‘Hnnd us over the wrench,’ ex- claimed another; kahe does but hmnm 1' her man ; and cold steel is an ugly neighbor for bodice and pinners.” “ Take her sfimy from Black Will,” laughed a. third. “ Look how she trcmblos, hke u doveriu the chltch of :1 night-hawk." “ A rescue l a rescue !” shouted a fourth ; “ here comes 3.1101011 for the hawk. ’Wm‘e beak and talnns. general, this is one of your high-flye‘rs, and he’ll soar his pitch before he has done with you, I’ll warrant him i” Even as he spoke, Humphrey Bosville, who in the outraged couple had recognised his own and Mistress Allonby’s attendant, strode up, pale and breathless, his blood bailing with indignation, and all the soft feelings that had so lately pervaded his being turned to fierce and ungovernable wrath. Tearing away a good yard of Flanders lace as he seixcd him by the collar, with one turn of his wrist he put Black Will down on his back in the ken. 1101 as if he had been shot. Giving Lunsford at the same time the benefit of a push from his muscular shoulder that sent the tipsy, laughing Cavalier staggering into the middle of the street, he confronted Goring with scowl- ing brows and flashing eyes, and bade him put p1i/o. " exclaimed Goring limping nimbly .Llong desnite hi; lameness, and waiving the lost on :15 110 was used to waive his tioopers forward in a charge, with shout. and jeer, and stgnnge,quai‘.1t,fem‘ful oaths. The other CEvulim‘s whooped and laughed in the spirit of the jest, pushing: and hantaring each other as they hurried on in full pursuit of tlm rapidly retreating chase, making such way notwithstanding reeling steps and singing 11mins, as promised soon to bring hem alongside. his sword for shame, drawn as it. was heainst an unarmed mm). up“ I clam) the quarrel for myself, my lord,” mg exclaimed, ” whatever 1t may be. This man is my servant, this damsel belongs to the household of Sir Giles Allonby. Gentle- men, I take you all to witness I Lord Goring has put an affront on mu that I am com- pelled to resent.’ \Vith those words, he stopped quietly up to the astonished nobleman, who had now sheathed his rapier, and was listening to him with his usual air of amused noncha- lnnce, and drawing his glove from his left hand. smote Goring gently with it across the cheek; then erect and defiant, stood with his hand upon the guard of his sword, as if ready to draw and encounter the violence he had provoked. ‘Gentlemen, dear gentlemen ! for the love of Heaven !’ pleaded poor Faith, now fairly {lightened into teais. ‘011 Captain Bosville, I enticat you, sir. The gentleman meant no 11mm. It was an accident ; nothing but an accident from beginning to end 1’ Faith was sufficiently a woman to feel very uncomfortable when fairly engaged in a broil, howevur ready she might be to enter upon its commencement ; and although she little thought to what ulterior disturbances the admiration she had excited might lead her intuitive tact told her that there was danger in the Captain’s flushed brow, and mischief in Groring’s palo. smiling face. He kept his temper beautifully: he always kept his temper when he was really angry, that hold, bad man. Saving that his check, was a shade "paler, while the well-known slniie deepened the furrows round his month. an} that ho caressed his sleokmousmcho with one white hand, even his oh} associate, Tom Mumford, could not have told that aught had occurred to ruffle the generai’s oqnanimty, or that there was murder lurking beneath that passionicss exterior. “ This is no case for chance medley, Cap- tain Bosville !" he remarked, in quiet and studiodiy polite tones ; “ no offence that can be wiped out in a couple of passes, with a VOL XXII. And yet there are many arguments to be urged by the advocates of iluelling, which, in an imperfect state of society, it is difficult to refute. The practice has come down to us from the days of chivalry, when, in the ab- sence of wholesome legal restraint, of an ir- responsible tribunal to which to appeal, the (Brod of battles was called upon to arbitrate between man and man, to vindicate the op- pressed in the person of a champion, and to teach the oppressor, though backed by scores of warriors sheathed in steel, that his own good sword and his own right hand alon could avail him in his_quarrel. The combat, it t’oummcc, was in those days the represen- tative of justice and the laws. It was never disputed that, upon the same principle by which nations were justified in going to war to protect their honor or their rights, private individuals might avenge their insults and re- dress their wrongs. Shriven by priest, and armed by squire. the champion rode into the lists, strong in his own rectitude and the jus- tice of his cause. He had 110 morbid fear of bloodshed, no shrinking horror of death as the worst evil that can befall that compound of body and soul which we call man. If he had less reason than his descen- ant of the present day, he had more faith ; which is the noblcr quality of the two ‘2 The former can scarcely compute time, the latter boldly grasps eternity. So he clasped his iron vizordown. and laid his lance in rest. and the marshal of the lists bade him good speed with the solemn adjuration, “ God de- fend. the right." But now we have the law to redress our wrongs. and public opinion to avenge our insults. Well, if it were really so. If there were not many a mortal stab aimed at the defenceless, of which no legal tribunal can take any cognizance, many a deep and lasting injury inflicted, for which public opinion offers no salve or compensa- tion. wounds dealt with a poisoned weapon, which spread and throb and fester, and of which the world and its laws take neither notice nor account. Where is the ordeal by battle, then '2 ” Why,” we are tempted to ex- claim in our agony, “ why can we not have it out, man for man, as nature’s fi.Ist law, the law of self-defence, would seem to prompt ?” “ Well crowed l” remarked Goring aside to Lunsford, by no means displeased to find his antagonist thus disposed for combat, and in- volunturily owning that respect for courage which is felt and acknowledged by every brave man, and that Goring was brave as his sword none will be found to deny. “Well crowed. indeed,” he repented. “ Captain Bos- \'ille, I should be sorry‘o baulk you; Sir Thomas Lunsford has the length of my weapon ; he lodges over against the tall old dates yonder. By the way, there is an ub- wtzx‘i order about duelling, which will oblige us to go a mile or so outside the town. I told Criepe how it would be if he took the liberty of running Fred Aunion through the body within the precincts. ’Gad, the King would have shot him if we could have done without our useful ‘Niek.’ \Ve must not fall into the same trap, Uniptuin Bosvillo. Tom Lunsford shall inform your friend of the place, and for time, suppose we say to- morrow morniugmr rather this morning at daybreak. Fuirdamsel, 1 kiss your hands” (to Faith, who was hovering white and trem- bling on the skirts of the conversation) ; “Capt Bosville, my service to you. Tom, I shall run him through the brisket as sure as he wears boots" (aside to his friend); and with n courtly bow of his plumed hat, and n. pleasant laugh, Goring strode elf on the arm of Sir Thomas Lunsford, leaving Humphrey standing as it were, transfixed at the extra- ordinary coolness and carelessness of his for- midable antagonist. Policy. expediency, st high state of civilization, the inadequacy of the redress, the chances of the conflict. all these are empty terms, signi- iying nothing ; they do not in the least affect the combative impulse inherent in man. There is but one good reason, and that 2!. conclusive one. If God hath said “ thou shalt not kill,” we must beware how we pre- sume to interpret his command to suit our own views. The question becomes one, not of morality. but religion ; not of pollcy, but salvation. Herd is the struggle, bitter is the victory. God help him who has to encounter the one and win the other. And God will help him who makes His law the standard of his actions and the guide of his own rebellious heart. “ I am aware that I have been insulted by a gmtlmna-n, and resented it as becomes a Cavalier,” was the bold and unhesitating re- ply. Such an answer was a conclusive argu- ment in the days of which we write. Fairâ€" fax. Cromwell, Monk, some few of the Parlia- mentary generals, might have deemed their position excluded themjfrom the dutyof cause- lessly risking thelr lives on a point of honor; but perhaps there was hardly an officer of the Royal army who would not have felt, like Goring, that in a case of private brawl it was Incumbent on him to waive all confiidcrations of relative rank and military discipline ; to take and give that irratimal and, after all, inâ€" conclusive satisfaction which the ordeal by battle affords. Whilst they proceed to the lodgings alluded to, opposite the great gates. there to discuss their future measures over a posset of burnt suck and a pipe of true Virginian tobacco, we will accompany Bosville to the apartment of his comrade, Ellingham, on whose assist‘ anco he seemed instinctively to rely, and to whose friendship in any matter of real (lan- ger or difllculty he had never trusted in vain. Late as was the hour, Effingham had not yet returned to his lodging, and it was with a feeling of impatience and annoyance which none but those who have been similarly sitm atcd can appreciate, that Humphrey sat him down on a hard high-hacked chair to beguile the moments till his hosts arrival with a dry discourse on cavalry tactics, the only literature the soldier‘s quarters afforded, and his own pleasant reflections on the scrape into which his chivalry had led him, and the dangerous enemy he had provokeed, matter sufficient for grave cogitation. yet through it all there ran a golden thread of dreamy conâ€" tentment, in the thought of Mary’s fair be- witching face. buff-coat on far defence, and perhaps a scratch 011 the arm for satisfaction. Are you aware that a file oi musketeers and ten yards is the punishment for mutiny in the Royal army? are you aware that you eruck your superior officer ?" KFOR CJNSCIENCE’ SAKE. And where was George EHingham? The man of the sword, the upholder of tyranny, the (confirmed malignant, an officer in the very army of Belizil, it lost Sheep, 3 brand de. serving of the burning, a sinner in the last extremity of reprobatiun, for whom there was neither hope nor pity ? Where had he spent his evening, that strange, dark, enthusiastic man ? Let us follow his footsteps after he bade Humphrey farewell, when the latter was on his way to Merton (loll-age, and discover what startling scunosuvhat contrasts of life, and morals, and manners, and even men, loyal Oxford can anord. \Vith n stealthier step than us- 1131, and many a backward glance, strungolv at variance with his wanted bold, frank bearing, Efl’ingham strode swiftly along the most unfrequented streets and narrowest lanes ofthe fair old town, nor did he slacken his pace or stop to acknowledge the greeting of friend or comrade, till he found himself in front of a low, dismal habitation, adorned with a heavy frowning porch, and a door C HAPTER XIII at step than us- a backward glance, RICHMOND HILL, THURSDAY, OCT. 16, 1879. They were no weak enthusiasts, no empty fanatics, no vacillating casuists, those men of iron gathered together in that dark vault, and now absorbed in prayer. ‘Tis a strange compound, that Anglo~Saxon constitution, of which a dogged tenacity, an unconquerable fixedness of purpose, constitutes no essential an element. In all relations of life, in all elimes, under all circumstances in War, trade, art, or mechanics, it wrests for itself the premium of success, and even religion, which softens the human character as it ex- alts the intellectual and diviner part of man, which tempers the wayward will and subdues the mutinous heart, fusing the moral being into one harmonious whole, doth not totally eradicate that unbending fixedness of purpose to which, under Providence. it owes its preâ€" sent purity, and the veneration with which it is upheld by our determined country- men. The flaring torches reddcned many it bold. and thoughtful brow amongst those who now turned to scan Eflinglmm, with an eager yet satisfied gaze. As his foot reached the lowest step his hand rested on the shoulder of one whose quiet smile, as he :issistetl the Cavalier’s slight stumble, and whose Scriptural admonition to “take heed lest he full,” were characteristic of the confidence and self-dependence of his party, a. confidence based upon things not of this world, a. self-dependence peculiar to those who are persuaded that “God is on their side.” He was a low square-built men, with wide shoulders and deep chest, and all the appear- ance of physical strength, without which solid foundation the finest moral structure is too apt to crumble to the ground. His wide fore- head, prominent about the temples, from which the thin iron-grey hair receded (121in more and more, denoted that ideal organ- ization which can derive from belief as full a satisfaction as coarser natures can from know- ledge, whist the broad cheek and firm wide jaw could only belong to one whose uncon- querahlo resolution would prompt him to sufi'er for the right, ey, even unto death, without yielding ahair’s-brendtr. of his tenets, or giving way an incl. in his argument. His deep-set eyes of light grey, shaded beneath a pair of bushy eyebrows, ghttered in the torch- light with a my of enthusiasm such as those alone experience who live more in the inner than the outer life, and his smile as he greeted Ellingham was calm, and even melancholy, as that of one who had done with the empty vanities of the World, but paid his attribute to its eourtesies, as one who rendered, though somewhat grud- gingly, “unto Cresar the things which were Cmsar’s.” . il The vault was full, nay, crowded to the very steps, down which the Cavalier made his way ; and though the contrast afforded by his guy halnliments with the sombre garb of those around him was sufficiently striking to excite l'Clll'Ll‘k. his arrival seemed to provoke no more attention than it momentary stir, and as it were, a. buzz of approbation amongst the assemblage. He was dressed in a suit of the darkest hues,and simplest cut, with high riding-boots drawn midway up his leg ; his narrow band was of the plainest and coarsest linen, and he were neither lace neckerchief nor ruffles, nor any such vanities, to relieve the same- ness of his attire. A strong buff belt, how- ever, about his waist contained a. pair of ser- viceable pistols, and a long straight cut-andâ€" thrust sword completed the equipment of one who was never unwilling to carry out the promptings of the spirit with the arm of the flesh. A black skull-cap sat close round his head, the closer that, in accordance with an inhuman decree of the Star Chamber, he had lost both his ears, and the contemptuous epithets applied to his party by the Cava~ liers here with him a cruelly-appropriate sig- nification. It was an ignoble punishment, and yet who can withhold admiration from the Spartan constancy of the martyr ? A shouting populace, ready as the “many-head- ed monster thing" ever is to heap obloquy and insult on those delivered over to its tender mercies, pelts with rotten eggs and deal cats, and other filthy missiles, the helpless sufferer who has been subjected to the pillory for his political epin- ions. Does it exact no resolution, no con- stancy, none of that British quality for which we have no other word than pluck, to sustain the jeers, the violence, the aggravated insults of a mob? Yet the victim never quails nor winces. Erect and defiant he faces them all, and faces them the more creditably that his position is, to say the least of it, ridiculous as well as painful. So the ollicers of justice release him from the pillery, to usher him up a flight of steps on to a wooden stage. where stands a brazier, a table with a volume lying lying thereon, and an ominous-looking figure in a mask, armed with a long knife. Here must he reeant his heresies, burn with his own hands the book he has written to support them, or sustain the full amount of punish- ment awarded for his misdemeanor by the collective wisdom of Church and State. Again the light gleams from his eye, the inner light that in the infancy of faith il- lumined the face of Stephen “as it had been the face of an angel.” Again the head is reared erect, and a proud refusal hurled in the very teeth of judges and executioner. What though the quivering hand must be branded. and the cruel red-hot iron soothe and scorch into the hissing flesh? Not a green escapes the martyr, and he raises the mutilated member as a testimony in the face of earth and heaven. But the penalty is not yet exactedâ€"the sickening ceremony not yet over; merciless as the Red Man’s tomahawk, the bright steel flashes round his head. The red blood flows free and fast, and a punishment degrading but for the offence of which it is the award, con- cludes, amidst the shudders and disgust of the spectators, moved from their previous brutality by the courage and constancy of the determined sufferer. ominously clamped and fastened with iron. Descending three very dirty steps, he pushed open the door, which gave way at once, and entered a small dingy apartment. to which a bare counter and a pair of rusty scales alone seemed to affix the character of a. shop. An illfnvorod woman presided over the former, and to Eilinghmn’s mysterious inquiry, “Are the children gathered ?" returned the equally mysterious reply, “Even so, thou sejourner by the way, and there is water even in Zin for the children of the congregation ?” This appeared sufficient reason for the cavalier oilicer to proceed, so pissing through the shop, he traversed another door of equal strength and thickness, and descending a winding flight of steps, found himself in a roomy vault or cellar, supported upon strong massive arches, and lighted by the gloomy flicker of a. few scattered torches, fixed at in- tervals in the damp reeking walls. Such an ordeal had Effingham’s neighbor but lately undergone. Who shall say that forgiveness for his enemies formed one of the petitions he seemed so fervently and abstract- edly to offer up ? He was a specimen of the highest order of those enthusiasts who, under the progressive denominations of Indnpendents, Brownists and Fifth-Monarchy Mon, deluged England with blood for conscience’ sake, and even- tually by their fanaticism effected the Res- toration of that very dynasty which they deemed synonymous with Antichrist and sin. All fanatics, however, were not necessarily martyrs, no) indeed by my means Willing to become so. Another step as he shifted his position brought Efllngham in contact with Effingham’s entrance, we have said, caused a momentary stir and excitement amongst the congregation. but 'it soon relapsed into the deep and mystical silence which had prevaded it before his arrival. To all appearance the members were absorbed in inward prayer, and an occasional sigh or broken interjection of more than common vehemence denoted the strength and fervency of” their devotions. There were no women present, and the general as- pect of the men was stern, preoccupied, and forbidding ; yet the Cavalier officer could not but remark that a feeling of deep though uir expressed satisfaction prevaded every coun- tenance when a loud sonorous cough and the rustling of a Bible’s leaves heralded the prin- cipal event of the meeting-ma discourse upon those topics of religion which, when mingled together, afford such stimulating food to the appetites of those who hunger for excitement as for their daily bread. How strange it is, how suggestive of man’s fallen state, how disheartening, how llumiliating,to reflect that meek-eyed religion-she Whose “ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are pcacc"â€"â€" should so often have been perverted to ex- cuse the worst and fiercest passions of our nature, should have been made the mask of vice and the cloak of cruelty. should have been so disguised as to lead her votaries to the commission of nearly every crime that can most degrade and brutalize a man! A few of the oldest and gravest of the assemblage now cleared a space around a high-backed chair which had hith- erto stood unoccupied, and a pale thin man, on whose brow the sweat stood in large drops, and whose attenuated features seemed Wasted with the inner workings of the spirit, whilst his glittering eye assumed a wild gleam not far removed from insanity, mounted this tem- porary pulpit and looked proudly around him with the commanding air of an orator who is sure of his own powers and the favorable at- tention of lns audience. The light from a neighboxing torch glcaincd upon Caryl’s high pale forehead, and brought into bold relief the intellectual cast of his head and face, and the contour of his spare nervous figure, while the deep cavernous eyes flashed out from their recesses with a brilliancy that had in it something more than human. Careless, al- most squalid in his attire, no weapon of fleshâ€" ly warfare glittcred by his side ; but those white trembling fingers clasped the holy book with an energy and a grasp that seemed to say, “ this is my sword and my shield, my helmet and my breastplate, the weapon with which I can smite or heal, can destroy or save, can confound an army or hurl a sovereign from his throne ;” and While he turned over its leaves with rapid and nervous eagerness, a. deep “hum" of satisfaction and approval resoundcd from the grim, stern, defiant casuists that consti- tuted his audience. Such were the extreme types of the Puriâ€" tan party. and of every shade and grade be- tween the twoâ€"from the high devoted mur- tyr to the base and cowardly hypocriteâ€"was that powerful faction constituted which over- turned the dynasty of the Stuarts, which re- cruited Cromwell’s Ironsidcs, and sent its dogged representatives to tho Rump Parlia- ment, which raised the son of a Lincolnshire gramer to the throne of Britain, and then, bursting asunder like a. shell from its own in- ternal violence. after fulfilling its deadly mis- sion, and shedding rivers of the best and n0- blest blood in England. recalled the son of the very sovereign whose head it had taken on the block, and handed over the country whose liberties it had saved to the mal-ad- ministration of a, good-natured profiigete who inherited not one of the high and generous qualities that had cost his misguided father life and crown. Sanctimonious in his demeanor, wrestinu the words of Scripture to the meanest and most practical affairs of daily life, his religion was but a cloak of convenience and afi‘ectu- tion, under which a course of self indulgence could be carried on with the greater security and satisfaction. A man of peace by profes- sion, his calling absolved him from the den- gers of bearing arms in the civil war ; a men of God, as he impiously termed himself, his assumed sanctity forbade suspicion and remark. One of the elect in his own estimatién, he could indulge his sensual vices unchecked, and. as he strove to persuade himself, unpunished; and lastly, though but an atom in his own proper person, as a component part of that mighty body which was then shaking England to her very foundations, he enjoyed a sense of power and self-aggmndisement inexpressibly dear to the aspiring vanity of a selfish and ignoble na- tui'e. “My brethren," he began in 9. lOW and tremulous voice, which gradually as he warmed. with his subjeotrose into loud son orous tones, clear and commanding as a trumpetpeal, “my famished brethren, hun gering and thirsting after the truth, whom the minister of the Word must nourish, as the pelican in the wilderness nourisheth her breed with the life-blood of her own de- voted breast. My brethren, who look to me for bread as the children of Israel looked to Moses in the days of their wanderings, when manna. fell from heaven plenteous as the night dam; and “man did eat angels” food,” who cry to me with parched lips and fainting souls for water even as the people of God cried to their leader on the arid plains of Rephidim, and chid him to his face for that there was no water and they must dieâ€"What would ye here with me? Am I Moses, to stand be tween you and the Lord ? Is this place Sin, between Elim and Sinai, that the dews of heaven should fall upon it as bread, white, like coriander seed, with a pleasant taste as that of wafers and wild honey? Is there here a rock like Horeb from whence should flow livmg waters that ye might drink and be satis- fied, and depart rejoicing on your way? I traw not. Even as the defilement of Sodom, so is the defilement of Oxford ; even as the punishment of Gomorrah, so shall be the fate of this accursed town! Pemdventure there a worthy of afar different calibre, and one whose outward demeanor, as it saw cured of the extreme of sancity, was but little in character, to use his own favorite expression, with the “carnal self-seeking of the inner man.” He was a fat, unctuous looking personage, with a broad fiat face, to which the lank shining hair was plastered with grave precision, and on the surface of which a stereotyped expression of hypocritical gravity accorded ill with the humerous twinkle of the eye and the sensual curve of the thick full lip. Though his gar- ments were of the darkest color and the plainest workmanship, they titted closely round a plump well~fed figure such as argued no mean appreciation of the good things of of this world ; and while, in accordance with the exigencies of the times, he wore a long straight sword in his belt,the weapon was dull and badly cleaned ; and balanced on the other side by a huge clasped bible, hung with no small amount of ostentation, and continu- ally referred to on the most trivial occasions by the wearer. For a minute or so he stood erect, his eyes closed. his lips set tight, but the muscles of his face twitching and working with the strength of his emotions, as he wrapped his soul in the garments silent and enthus- iastic prayer ; then swooping from his high- wrought pitch and pouneing as it were on a text from the holy volume which quivered in his hand, he plunged at once into such a discourse as suited his own excited and tran- scendental imagination no less than the fierce and dogmatic appetites of his congre- gation. may be ten righteous men in the city, yet it may be that to-dny the city shall not be saved for ten righteous men’s sake. And now again, what would ye here with me? Silver and gold have Inone, yet such as I have will I freely bestow upon you.” He paused, wiped his brow, opened the Bible as if at random, yet it close observer might have remarked there was a leaf turned backward to mark the page, and hurried on. “ ‘I will cut off the inhabitant of Ashdod, and him that holdeth the Sceptre from Ashkelon, and I will turn mine hand against Ekron, sud theremnant of the Philistines shall perish.’ It is not Carleny brethren, who speaks to you now ~poor per- secuted Caryl, scoffed at and revrled by Mal- ignants, beaten with stripes, outraged bymen of blood, and brought here into Oxford inan- acled and guarded, with his feet tied under a horse’s belly. No ; Caryl’s voice is weak and small, his frame is feeble, and his spirit faint, but his is the voice of prophecy, loud as thel shouts of an army, clear as the trumpet-peel in the day of battleâ€"a prophecy that shall, not fail the children at their need, a prophecy that is even now working out its l'ul- filment, a. prophecy that shall avenge us of our enemies and put to shame them that do spitefully use us and persecute us. Who is the inhabitant of Ashdodâ€"who is he that holdeth the sceptre in Ashkeloa ? Hath not Ekron deserved punishment, and shall the Philistines not perish like the very dogs by the way-side ? Hearken unto me, and I will expound to you the interpretation thereof , ask your own hearts and they shall respond, even as the strings of a lute respond to tho skilful fingers of the player. The inhabitant of Ashdod is he that cometh from afar to do- spoil the children of the congregation, to de- file the holy places with his horses’ lioofs, to work out his appointed portion of wickedness here, and receive his reward from the masteri whom he serves hereafter. \‘Vho is the bitterest ememy of the chosen peo- i ple ? “7110 is the merciless wolf that: ravens round the shecpfolds in the wilderness to rend the lamb from the shepherd and lap the warm blood of the innocent? “7110 is he 3 that ridcth upon horses through the slaughter. and halteth to drink strong drink, and ravish- eth the poor and the fatherless ‘1 Whose flesh shall be torn by eagles in the day of battle, and his proud head laid low in the dust be- neath the heel of his enemies? I wot ye know him well, the men of war from his youth upward, the spawn of her of Bohemia, whose words, like Jezcbcl’s are ever, ‘Tako ! take l â€"slay ! slay l’ and Whose latter end shall be even as the latter end of Ahab’sgodless queen, Ye have seen him in his power and the pride ‘ of his might. Ye have fronted him, armed with the sword of the Lord and of Gideon : ye have turned him back, though he came on at the head of his men of war like the whirl- wind that sweeps everything before it save the rampart whose foundations are in the living rock; and ye have seen the weapons of Satan shivered upon the panoply of Truth. But yet hall see mightier Works than these : ye shall see vengeance for the anointed, and the inhabitant of Ashdod out off, and the wicked Rupert Stl‘i‘LJlled like Siscra upon the earth, and his h irses and his horsemen scattered like chaff before the wind in the triumph of the children of the congregation." A deep hum of applause here greeted the preacher, whose argumentum mi hmm’nam met with the usual success of such appeals in yopulur assemblies. Many an eye wastm‘ned with looks of mingled triumph and curiosity on Ellinglmm, whose interest, although ex- ternally he appeared unmoved, was powerful- ly awakened, and whose Whole attention was rivetted on Caryl as ha resumed his dis- rseuoo. “ And what of him that holdeth the seeptre in Aslikelon ? Shall be escape the vengeance of the pursucr, and yet abuse the trust that hath been confided to him by God and man ? Shall he break the strong fence 0f the vineyard, and trample down the vines and the wild grapes, and shall not the thorns ‘ rend his garments and pierce his feet, and justice overtake him, and his inheritance pass from him and know him no more? Hath not London been visited by the pestilence that walketh at noonday ?â€"and is not Oxford like the scorpion‘s 11est,which nourisheth only evil, and calleth aloud to be purged and cleansed from its iniquity by the hand of the avenger of blood, who maketh no long turrying ? He who hath ruled over Ashlielon should have swayed a. righteous sceptre, and done justice between man and man leaving to Naboth his vineyard and to the poor his ewe lamb; but a hand hath held the scales and the, man Chailes hath been found wanting. An eye hath meted out the measure, and hat‘ 1 seen that it is sho1t so the scept1e shall be taken away, and he that holdeth it shall be cut oil, and Ashkelon shall acknowledge no human sovereign, for the fire that is sent upon Judah shall devour the palaces of Jeru- salem, and a new kingdom shall be raised up â€"a structure not built with hands, imperish- able and unfading, the true vineyard of which ye alone shall gather the vintage who are steadfast to the endâ€"a Commonwealth of the saints who shall inherit the earth, and have dominion here below, and own no lord and master save only the Lord of Hosts whose servants and whose soldiers ye are. \Vill ye work in the heat of the noonday for wages such as these ‘2 Will ye run with the swift for so noble a prize, and do battle with the strong, ankle-deep in blood, to obtain so glorious a victory? I trow ye will ; the voice within me calls ye to the light. and ye shall smite and spare not; and he that attaineth to the end the same shall have his reward.” Once more the preacher paused, once more there was a deep stir amongst his audience a murmur of suppressed approbation, and than the 801011111 silence of profound atten- tion. His eye was turned full upon Efiing- hznn now, and with the tact of {L practised om’col' who intuitively recognizes a converhhe seemed to address his discourse more parti- cularly to the cavalier. “ ‘I will turn mine hand against Ekron,’ and what is Ekron that it shall prevail against the hand of the Lord ? Hath Ekron a talis- man that shall insure her from pestilence and famine, from the hunger that wasteth the cheek, and the (lead-sickness that eeteth the heart away ? Are her walls loftier, her defences stronger than those of J srichonvhich crumbled into dust at the trumpet-blast of the hosts of Israel? Hath she men of war that shall stand against Joshua, or a Goliath in whom she trusteth for her champion against the soldiers of the truth ? Even now is the young David herding his flocks who shall overthrow the boast of the heathen, even now is the running water smoothing the pebble that shall sink into the forehead of the Phil- istine, and bring his gigantic frame, ringing in its armour, to the ground. Shall Ekron stand, though her garners be filled with pro- vender and her arsenals stored with arms ? Though she be garrisoned by cruel Lunsfora, who hath sold himself to Satan that he may work deeds of blood, slaughtering the faithful at their very prayers, and burning their churches to light him on his journey to the bottomless pit, where his master awaiteth him withhis wages; and reckless profiigate Goring, who hath made a present of his soul to the «lovil, and refused for aught so valueless to accept any guerdon in ex- change ; and hoary Golepepper, on whose forehead is set the mark of the beast, maven to the bone by the godly swordstroke of one of the troopers of the faithful ; anti zealous Lucas, who serveth the darkness rather than the light, and who very soon shall have his re- ward ; and Astley. the high priest of Baal, whose head is white with many winters, and who gnasheth with his teeth upon the pro- WHOLE N0.1,107â€"~N0. 1.9. The preacher concluded with almost a shriek of entronty. His face was deadly pale. and as be stretched his arms toward George Efiingham there was a wild appealing glance in those deep mournful eyes~a glance, as it were, of angelic pity and tenderness, that went straight to the Cavalier’s heart. He sank into the chair on which he had been standing, apparently ex- hausted by his oratory. A deep hum of ap- plause, mingled with more open expreasions of approbation, greeted the conclusion of his sermon ; and the congregation, as they dc- parted stealthily and silently, in twos and threes, to their respective homes, congratu- lated each other in their strange Scriptural parlance on the “crumbs of comfort” they had received, “ the draughts of living water" which had slakcd their thirst, and the “crowning mercy of such a brand being snatched from the burning” as tho Cavalier officer who had joined in their devotions, and whose conversion they deemed as good as completed by the attention and interest with which he had listened to their favorite preacher. (1) A well-known favorite that accompanied Rupert wherever he went, and was stated by the Puritans to he a wizard 01' familiar spirit, furâ€" nished by the prince of darkness, to Whom he hml sold himself, as an auxiliary in council and a. defence in the field. Many years later a famous hhusk charger of John Grahame, of Clmverhouse, afterwards “bonnie Dundee,” enjoyed the same uncuviul >10 notoriety. The Prince's favorite (lied 1L soldier’s (“lent-h {Lt Marston Moor, Where he was shot with many a nobler but not more faithful Cavalier, It seems that the mystery surrounding 9. robbery committed in the First National Bank of this city many months ago was solved Tuesday evening. A long time ago Mr. Ferns- worth, cashier in the bank, missed 31, $2 and $5 frequently out of a small pesteboard box he kept standing on the counter. In all there were $15 or $20 taken, and than Mr. Fernsworth removed'the temptation of the mysterious bank robber by doing away with the “change box.” Tuesday morning work- men were engaged in tearing down the old vault in the building formerly occupied by the First National, situated on the corner of Broadway and Main streets, and in a hole in the inside of the vault, just above the door, they found a dead mouse, lying on top of a largesixed “nest." On making an examin- ation of the nest it was found to be wholly constructed of small pieces of one, two and five dollar bills. The pile was sufficiently large to cause the officers of the bank to be- lieve that the entire fifteen or twenty dollars stolen from them were in the mouse nest, and the defaulting bank mouse, together With its expensive nest, is on exhibition in Mr. Farnsworth’s 011100, in the Plummet block. Not a piece of the bills as large as rt silver half dollar could be found in the pilg. ”mm- cil [flu/7's (111.) Nonparcil. â€"’1‘hc exemplary husband riseth in the early morning, girdeth his loins and washeth the household linen for his wife, While she- en- joyeth her slumbers, 01' watchcth over the boiling of the household pot. It is his duty. â€"â€"G. Schmidt. “And who is he that would have his portion with the doomed remnant ? Who is he that would cast in his lot with the servants of darkness, and serve in ti: it troop whose sap- tain is the Prince of the Power of the Air ! \Vho would go up against the armies of the Lord to the battle of Armageddon, in that greet day when the hosts of heeVen shell join in conflict with the children of men; when a. voice louder than thunder on the mountains shall peel above the tramp of thousands, the clashing of arms, the rush! of many wings, the liosannas of the conquering righteous. and the ghastly shrieks of the vanquished and the doomed, saying, “Who is on my side ‘3" When darkness shall cover the face of the heavens fuoondey, end the earth shell quake for very fear, and amongst all her inyrimis the children of the congre- gation alone shall be saved, who would have his portion on that day with the remnant of the l’hilistines ? Behold, there is yet an eleventh hour. Behold, there is yet a ray of light in the utter darkness~u chink left open in the narrow gate. Ye that are hidden to the feast come hastily ere the door be shut. Ye that would save yourselves and your households, bind your smidals on your feet, lift up your burdens, rise and go on your Way. Again, it is not 1, poor John Caryl, that speaketh to you. It is the Voice that cannot lie. Be- lieve not me ; believe the Voice. It prophe- sieth to you ; it wurneth you, it entroeteth you, it commandeth you. This is the way that leedeth to salvation ; this is the way that leedeth to righteousness ; this is the Way that leedeth to everlasting ;lory. Turn ye i why will yo die ‘2” phets, and cutteth himself with knives, and calleth upon his gods to do him justice in the {forefront of the battle. as one who wearicth i"? his Fife, aml who kimwetli not of that gwhich is in were; .u liiiper-t,VVitlihis magic ' ind ' ' ' his familiar spirit, and his. 'tâ€"who eateth the sub- _ ill, and dasheth their child- },1 again-,1, the storiesâ€"shall his magic save ,lnm m thv day n: Vengeance? Shallthe devil, :lil Hill/ill lie trusfirLEi, shield him from the l0lllsi,1‘n.‘l,ifiil£‘d arm and the consuming fire 1’ Though the evil spirit hath en- tered into the body of a white dog,* and in that shape watcheth over :him as well ye know, in the battle and the lea- guer, in the camp and the counell chamber, summer and winter, day and night, yet shall the time come at length that it shall turn and rend him ; and the latter end of the sorcerer shall be worse than the beginning. And shall men of war such as these save Ekron from the late that is hanging over her .9 or shall counsellors whose wisdom is vanity, or priests who worship false gods, and at the best are but whited sepulchres, be a bulwark to stem the wrath of the Avenger ‘2 I trow not. Ekron shall fall with a crash that shall shake the land to its extremities, and shall bury in her downfall the false prophets who have reared her, and the councilors who counselled evil in her palaces, and the men of blood who have defended her on her ram- parts, and the daughters of Sin who have made mirth and rcvelry in her halls, and the Sovereign who hath forsaken his faith and abused his trust upon his throne. On her ruins shall be erected a new Jerusalem, another kingdom, of which ye, the faithful and the abiding, shall be the princes and the peers, the priests and the senators, reigning upon earth in the radiant glory of those whose garments have been cleansed in the washing of blood, and purified by the ordeal of fire. \Vill ye triumph over your enemies, and spurn beneath your feet him whose chariotwhcels have passed over your necks and crushed your children to the earth ?â€"stand to your arms and be- lieve l Will ye win the dominion here below to the confusion of your enemies and the saving of your own souls ?â€"-stand to your arms and believe ! \Vill ye work out the task that has been predestined for you in the dark womb of Eternity, to be born in the ful- ness of time, and attain its maturity in the glowing splendor of an everlasting Future 7 Will ye be princes and potentates on earth, and glorified saints in heaven, again I say unto you, Stand to your arms and believe iâ€" so shall yo scatter your enemies, as the chafl from the threshingfloor is scattered to the four winds of heaven, and “ the remnant of the Philistines shall perish.” The Philis- tines ! the accursed Philistines ! whom ye have fought and resisted day by day ; whose squadrons ye have heard thundering on the plain, and seen charging and forming, and charging again, to shatter themselves and fall back from your goodly stand of pikes, even as he bafllcd breakers of the advancing tide from the bluff face of the opposing rock. The Philistines ! who would fain make ye their bond~slaves and their victims ; who would ravish from ye your substance, and rob ye of your souls, yet whom ye shall despoil of their silver and gold, the needlework that they prize, and the armour in which they trust ; whose maidens ye shall make captives to your bow and spear, and on the néck of whose great ones ye, the soldiers of the con- gregation, shall set your foot. A Ullb EJHE 'l‘llxl'l‘ [fro BE IEOBBED A “(\NIK CONTINUED.