The ladies' garland. [volume] (Harpers-Ferry, Va. [W. Va.]) 1824-1828, 1827-09-29

Rudel, having learnt whose portrait it was, sat
for few moments like one entranced. Big
tears of Wild transport rushed into his eyes. and
fell rapidly on his beard: then, as if in phren
", he seized his lyre aud burst into passion
ate rhapsody of admiration concluding his song
with solemn devotion of himself and his Tyre
to the Queen Of Tunis, to whom, to saint,
he vowed to make pilgrimage. The beaut,
Of the verses, the passionate and touching man
ner in which he sang them, wholly captivated
the company, and they hardly perceived in their
applause that the object Of it had departed, and,
to the great alarm Of the owner, that he had ia
ken the portrait with him. His eccentricities
had late become SO frequent that this excited
little astoni>hment among his friends On the
following day the costly setting and frame of
the picture was returned by one Of the vassals
of the baron but the picture and Rudel were
heard of no more.
An event like this made no small noise. Ru-
del's fame was at its height; the beauty Of the
Queen of 'Tunis now came to be universally as
socated with it; and both was subject of con-
versation and interest throughout Provence
Inquiries were made every where for Rudel,
but in vain months elapsed, and still he was
not heard Of
A stately ship was on its course for Tunis-
Barons and knights, and ladies, crowded its
decks, and were impatiently looking out for the
port at which they were to land. The Chris
tan Queen of Tunis had published throughout
the European courts her intention Of holding
solemn oust and tournament, and all Christen
dom was Fastening thlther to share in the les
tivlties. The golden sun was sinking in the
west, and the vessel was moving slowly and
steadily on with the slight breeze that had just
sprung up. At the PROV safe, or rather reclin-
ed wretched looking man, in the coarse garb
of pilgrim. The scallop shells around his
hood, the staff and scrip. denoted that he was
| engaged in the fulfilment Of some vow-a prac-
| tice which was so common in those days as TO
excite no wonder among the other passengers
oft the vessel. But the bright and wild eyes Of
| the pilgrim, the emacated and care marked fea-
lures, the hectic flush on his cheek and his en-
| feebled form, seemed to denote that his mortal
| pilgrimage was near its end; and that his vow,
whatever it was, must be fulfilled speedily or
not at all A boy, who seemed to be his attend
ant and his only companion, stood near him.
The pilgrim gazed intently on the sinking ID
minary and made sign to the boy w no brought
him Tyre The pilgrim took it in his hands,
and, after short prelude, began to sing an ode
to the SUM- After few lines, expressing his
admiration of its splendour, his voice sank, and
he bewailed, with most touching pathos, his
own fate, which he seemed aware at hand.
when the light Of his existence should set in the
grave. The melody and beauty of his lay had
attracted most the passengers to his side. and
among them were several who, by his voice and
his poetry, discovered that which otherwise they
| could never have imagincd---hat the expiring
| pilgrim was the once handsome and gay Geof-
| FRY Rudel, the prince Of Prpvencal troubadours