expected funeral, pacing the aisle of the
church, hospitably invited him to share
with him the comforts of a blazing wood
fire, which, as was his custom in winter
time upon such occasions, he had kindled
on the hearth of a chamber which commu-
nicated, by a flight of steps, with the vault
below.

In this chamber Schalken and his
entertainer seated themselves, and the sexton,
after some fruitless attempts to engage his
guest in conversation, was obliged to apply
himself to his tobacco-pipe and can to
solace his solitude.

In spite of his grief and cares, the
fatigues of a rapid journey of nearly forty
hours gradually overcame the mind and
body of Godfrey Schalken, and he sank
into a deep sleep, from which he was
awakened by some one shaking him
gently by the shoulder. He first thought
that the old sexton had called him, but HE
was no longer in the room.

He roused himself, and as soon as he
could clearly see what was around him, he
perceived a female form, clothed in a kind
of light robe of muslin, part of which was