overspread her beautiful features. 'He has been very kind and attentive
to all of us during our voyage, and such treatment requires, in my
opinion, at least civility in return.'

Before Mary could find time to reply to the words of her companion, the
ears of both our fair captives were suddenly astonished by the sound of
a female voice, singing in a sweet, low tone of touching melody the
following words--

'Beware, beware,
Of the false and fair,
For many a noble form,
Hides a heart within,
Quite as full of sin,
And as black as the midnight storm.'

'This must be the very palace of enchantment,' exclaimed Ellen, as the
voice of the singer abruptly ceased, 'where one could almost be led to
forget their own personal identity. But hark, I hear the strange voice
again.'

Ellen and her companion again listened in almost breathless silence as
the invisible vocalist continued her song, thus:

'Beware, beware,
For grief and care
Broods over the youthful heart,
And the chastening rod
Of an Infinite God,
His justice will soon impart.'