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1t was night. A lamp burned diml,
at the foot of a pedestal supporting tn,
statue of warrior, beneath the shadow
of whose shield Denzl Norman sat i'm
mersed in gloomy thought. His dream
of life appeared to have reached its end
In half an hour in that chapel, at the
foot of his great ancestor, whose battle
AK did such marvels in Palestine ovel
the infidels, he, the last of his PROUD
race, was about to sink; and it must bt
without struggle, ignobly, ignomin
iOusly. Suddenly voice of sweetes
melody broke through the gloomy still.
ness: ...
DenZil NOrman-Denzil Norman.
| - List the Fairy of the Well;
! am near thee-Denzil, hear me,
Here shalt thou no longer dwell.
Happy days for thee await,
Fly from love, and fly from fate
Denzl took up the lamp to see from
whence the voice proceeded, but a sud
den gust of wind extinguished it. But
at that moment the moonlight, falling
with radiant brilliancy on the broker
window of the gallery, discovered tc
him the form OF the fairy standing on
the base of lofty column. Neither
form nor feature were visible, however
and a large white vail completely envel
oped her person. She looked like the
marble image of some culptured saint
"Denzil," she said, ia a voice
strangely familiar to his ears, "the
Fairy of the Well is the friend of true
love, and woHld have thee live. There
fore, take thou heart; the Fairy is here
to secure your fight. The King hath
landed on his native shore"
"GOd save King Charles!" cried
Denzil, joyfully.
"Amen!" responded the fairy; ''thou
shalt join him soon. Touch the right
knee of the statue, press hard, and a
door will open in the pedestal; through
it you will find liberty. Freed from this
chapel, seek the old hermitage at the
depth of the glen. A friend awaiteth
thee there-the fairy's friend. Pro-
nounce in his ear the name of Alice
Brooke; he will recognize and conduct
thee to the feet of thy triumphant SOW
ereign. Denzil, farewelli"
The mOonbeams were suddenly OBJ
scured by passing cloud; and when
her light shone forth again, the fairy
had disappeared. Denzil fastened to
obey her instructions. He found the
secret door, entered the subterranean
passage to which it conducted, and
speedily emerged into wood beyond
the chapel wall. He FASTENED to the
hermitage; and there, to his great sur
prise and Joy, encountered his old friend
nd orH5 t.I
who he thought had been Untimely slain
on Worcester's field.
Lord Eustace'S story was soon told.
He had been saved by the Fairy of the
Well. Wounded nigh to death, con-
cealed in the ruins of his own castle,
she had been his nurse. His life pro-
scribed, she was his guardian angel, as
she had been Denzil's. His story told,
he told Denzil to 90 with him to the
King, assuring him that his sovereignty
had been proclaimed in London, and
that the fierce civil war was well nigh
over. But Denzil must stop by the way
at DR.. Brooke's cottage TO exchange a
few words with his loved Alice.
The doctor welcomed them both most
joyfully.
"And Alice--where is she?n asked
Denzil, anxiously. f. -
"What Alice?' inquired Lord Eus-
tace.
"Sh3 to whom | am engaged, my
lord" answered Denzil; zone dearer
to me, far dearer to me, far dearer
than life"
Engaged, Denzil?'' cried Lord Eus-
tace; ''you forget l have a daughter
named Kae, to whom in early life you
were betrothed."
. Pardon me, noble Lord, | was a
boy then," remarked Denzil. "The
heart can not be commanded; despite
myself | love another; and surely you
would not coyet for your daugter the
hand of a man who could never bestow
upon her his affection. But l can not
wed your daughter; my love-my VOW
is irrevocable.
Nay, stay until you have seen
Kate" urged Lord Eustace; "let her
plead for herself. Doctor, bring her
hither."
Dr. Brooke left the room, but pres
entity returned, leading female by the
hand who wore over head and person
a flowing white vail.
"Here she is, Denzil, he said, "you
have met her before, am told"
"The Fairy of the Well!'' cried Den
I'll, in astOnishment.
"Otherwise Kate Blount," replied
Lord Eustace, pleasantly. "who un-
der that disguise (by various subterra-
mean passages of the castle), for years
saved the life of her prescribed father. y
"To such a daughter can Denzil re-
fuse his hand?" asked DR.. Brooke.
doctor, doyou, my friend, urge me
to this apostacy?" cried Denzil, re-
proachfaily. He knelt before the fairy
gratefully. "Oh, lady, must appeal
to you, he continued; "you, who have
proved my guardian spirit. Iloved ere
/ beheld you; | can not give you that
which is already given-could not, even
were you the divinity you have appear
ed"
The fairy put back her vail and dis
covered the features of Alice Brooke.
"Denzil-dear, faithful Denzil," she
exclaimed, tenderly, it is 1!'' -
He started TO his feet in fresh amaze
ment, crying out joyfully, "Alice ~
"No: Kate, thy cousin" said the
doctor. "She but passes as my daugh-
ter to escape the prosecutions of her IA
theirs foes. She is the daughter OF this
noble lord; her true name the Lady
Catherine Blount. Say, will you now
refuse her hand?n
Denzil eagerly grasped the hand
which his cousin extended TO him.
"And now our mystery solves itself
into a sweet reality" exclaimed Lord
Eustace, ioyfully I; and he Joined their
hands together and blessed them.
When Charles the Second, restored
to the throne of his ancestors, sum-
moned his defenders around him TO
form his court, principal among them
came Denzil Norman, Lord Eustace
Rlount. and his dauphter. then LADY