juſt emerged, my father expired under the bloody hand of an aſſaſſin. Like me he was way-laid, and being overpowered by force was led to this place, where his ſhort confinement concluded with his death. Like him I was to have ſuffered under the ruffian hand of ſervile murderers, but heaven has averted the ſtroke by ſending the ſpirit of my father to my aſſiſtance. It was he who furniſhed me with the dagger, the inſtrument of his own death, for the deſtruction of Fitzurban his mortal enemy, and deſperate though juſt retribution has lain him at my feet. It is juſt now in my power to right myſelf. He has bequeathed his own domains to me, and reſtored what he had unjuſtly uſurped from my father; and thus, my dear Edith, heaven rewards the patience of the faithful ſervant.”
THE
STORY OF THE
WEIRD SISTERS.
A Scottiſh Tale, from EDMUND of the FOREST.
James III. of Scotland, having conferred the honour of knighthood on Edmund, for his gallantry in ſaving his ſiſter from being thrown by her horſe at a ſtag-hunt, ever after made him his favourite companion. Having propoſed a hunting match in the Caledonian woods, where a wild boar, the terror of thoſe parts, then ranged, he was attended by a number of his nobles, and his favourite, Edmund.
The boar was quickly rouſed, and the firſt wound given by James. Furious with pain, the beaſt turned on his royal foe, who received him with his ſpear, which was ſhivered to pieces by the ſhock. Already were the tuſks of the ſavage faſtened on the noble ſteed the king rode, when a well-directed blow from Edmund
