broken by emotion, she cried, "O, God of mercy, have pity on him!" My enemy relaxed his hold, and, trembling with terror, started back from his prey as he witnessed the miracle. Scarcely had the prayer escaped from the dumb lips of the pure and holy suppliant, when a stream of light, so intensely vivid that no human eye could gaze upon it, flashed between her and the demon. With a yell of despair so horrible and fierce that the remembrance of it makes me shudder, and a look of such unnatural hatred and ferocity that Dora sank beneath it in affright upon the ground, the baffled fiend disappeared. I was only sensible of feeling the house shaking to its foundations, and hearing the elements raging with a fury unprecedented, when I fell, in a state bordering on death, from the grasp of Me-phistophiles. When I recovered to some semblance of consciousness, I found myself in a kneeling posture, supported by the arm of Dora, who was uttering loud and eloquent thanksgivings, with looks raised to heaven full of gratitude and love. I joined with a deep and earnest sincerity in the prayer; and as I poured out my glad rejoicings and humble supplications with a contrite spirit, the voices of unseen angels seemed to fill the air with a melody whose exquisite sweetness had been unknown to mortal ears; and they sang "Glory to the Highest! O'er thy judgment-seat, star-paved, "Glory to the Highest! Woman pure and true hath craved, "Glory to the Highest ! From the FALSE ONE, who enslaved Genius by a tempting proffer, From THE DAMNED and THE SCOFFER Glory to the Highest! Where in endless night are caved Thou hast plunged THE DARK DECEIVER.— "Glory to the Highest! Youth, repent! By perils braved Heav'n smiles on thee, gentle maiden !— THE END. |