The National tribune. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1877-1917, 1899-02-23

in despair, had made their last cry 10
their gods, and perished under the steel
and flames OF the Christians.
a great wall running round the temple
had inclosed il in a large couft, once GOV
cred with the houses OF priests and de-
voices. The wall was shattered and
fallen, the dwellings burned and demol-
ished, and the pyramid itself, crumbling
into ruins, lay like the body OF some huge
monster among its severed and decaying
members. Ii was place OF ruins dark
Iugubrious, and forbidding; and as Don
Gabriel strobe among the massive frag-
ments, he found himself in a thedter con
genial with his gloomy and wrecking
spirit.
Suddenly he found himself confronted
with a spectacle that froZe his blood with
horror. In a spot where the ruins had
given space for the growth Of weeds and
grass, and whore the vision could not be
SO easily confounded, illuminated by the
moon beams as If by the luster of the day,
- he beheld figure, seemingly of a
woman, clad in robes Of white of an ORR
entail habit, full before him, and turning
upon him a countenance as wan as death.
"Aiiserere mel, DeusH CRIED the knight
dropping on his knees, and bowling his
forehead 10 the earth. IF thou CONTEST
70 prosecute me yet, am here, and have
not forgot theew
The murmur, as Of voice, fell on his
ear, but it brought with it no intelligence
He raised his eyes-dark shadows fitted
before him; yet he saw nothing save the
apparition IN white: il stood yet in his
view; and still the pallid visage daZzled
him with its unnatural radiance and
beauty.
"Miserere melt miserere melt" he cried
rising TO his feet and lettering forwards.
IL live but TO lament thee, and | breathe
but TO repent! Speak 10 me, daughter OF
the AlpuJarras! speak 10 me, and let me
dieg'
As he spoke, the vision moved gently
and slowly away. He rushed forwards
but with knees shifting together: and, as
the white visage turned upon him again
with its melancholy loneliness, and with
gesture as Of warning or terror. his
brain spun round, his sight failed him
and he fell to the earth in deep swoon.
When he awoke from his letharey his
head was supported on the knee of a
human being, who chafed his temDie and
hands, and bowed his body as well as his
feeble strength allowed, to recall IN,
knight TO life. Don Gabriel raised his
eyes 10 this bnnignant and ministerial
creature; amt in the disturbed visage that
hung over his own thougat,-for his ninr
was yet wandering, the beheld the pallie
features of the vision.
Il know thee, and / am readyw CRIED
Don Gabriel. "Pity me and forgive me
Tor l die at thy feet. as thou didst a
minel"
''Senor milo, am Jacinto." exclaime,
the page, for it was he, frightened at tb.
distraction OF the knight;-"thy page. In,
poor page, Jacinto." ''
lis il SO indeedf" said Calavar. survey
ing him wildly. -"And the specter ths
dld but now smite me 10 the eartbi-
hath she left met"
Dear master, there is no specter viii
us, said the Moorish boy eve are eIon.
among the ruins"
God be thanked" said the knicht
vehementiy, "for if / should look on !
more, 1 shoald die.-Yet would that
could!-would that ! couldi for in dean
there Is peace,-in the grave there is fo,
getiulness,-ihis time, was Il no delIs;o,
either OF the senses or the brain. mine
eycsight was clear, my head sane, and
saw 1t as see nline own despair.
Fray Tor rie. boyl" he continued. feu.
ing on his knees. and dragging the page
uown beside him; pray for mcw he cried