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until within sight of the ' convent , when the poor fellow fell down fairly exhausted ancl unable to move another step . Luckily , or otherwise , Miss Cumberland did not see this , but just as she was entering the sepulchral door of the nunnery , Redtaper managed to totter towards the gate , unable to speak or act , but with a most supplicating look , which struck Violet to the heart as the

great door closed for ever ancl left him outside . But she was not a woman to change her will when it was once fixed , ancl Redtaper was now out of sight , though not out of mind ; ancl she at once put herself in the hands of the lady superior , who was highly pleased at the entrance of the wealthy " novice . " In the meantime , Herbert Redtaper rode back in the carriage which had just brought her , almost unconscious of his

situation , but with a dead , lost feeling at his heart . His wound was bleeding afresh , ancl he was obliged to summon his physician ' s aid when he reached home again . The Cumberlauds had not been aware of their daughter ' s disappearance until apprised by Redtaper , when too late . The latter had a slight attack of fever after his disappointing adventure , but all dangerous symptoms were

quelled in a few days . Still he had not given up all hope , and he determined to follow his loved one to the bitter end . Even in a nunnery he would try to influence her in his favour and make her his own . There was one thing in his favour , if even he could not see her , at least no one else could . Round and round the solemn place he paced with weary step , but nothing suggested itself to him . It was like a prison ; there was no ingress or egress possible without disturbance ; besides , it was surrounded with other buildings , aud he had no idea where he should find the object he sought . It was almost impossible to hope for success , and Redtaper had nearly despaired . But one day when he

had been more dejected than usual , to his unbounded joy he saw the face of ' Violet Cumberland through one of the upper windows , and he thought he observed a sympathetic and encouraging look upon it as she waved him a kindly adieu ancl disappeared . What should he do now ? Could he obtain an interview with her by any means ? He was afraid not , but he would try his best . After that he was busy contriving scaling-ladders and collecting tools for filing the bars of the grim windows . It seemed to him that she was a

prisoner , ancl would now perhaps flee with him , and perhaps love him at last . It was worth trying ; ancl the time came when the scaling-ladders and all his other appliances were ready ; and one dark night , unknown to any of his friends , he started on his dangerous enterprise . Cautiously he proceeded with his work . All was quiet as he dexterously succeeded in fixing his ladder in the window in which he hac , seen the face of Miss Cumberlandancl which he

sur-, mised would be her room . What if it were not ? Why , then his pains would be fruitless ; perhaps worse than useless . But it was his only chance , ancl he could wait no longer . He would risk the chance . Steadily he ascended the silken ropes , ancl when he reached the window , his heart wildly palpitating , he listened again . All was still . Then he carefully selected his fine files and commenced to work on the bars of the window . Slow was the progress he

made in his awkward situation on the unrelieved face of the building , and the work was very tedious and fatiguing ; still he perseveringly continued until three of the bars were sawn away , ancl he had been working nearly an hour . Then he thought he heard a slight noise , and he ceased ancl listened intently . There was certainly some one moving in the room . He crouched down as low as possible without creating a sound , not sure that it might be Violet . Even

then he scarcely knew how to act . Her surprise or indignation might betray him . He was all excitement as he heard the window being stealthily lifted , ancl he was ready to rapidl y descend if an alarm were given . Oh , the moments of agonized suspense he endured while the window was being raised ; it seemed as though he had lived half a lifetime on the wall of the nunnery . Would it never be open ? At last he saw , to his delight that it was

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CHINESE FREEMASONRY. Article 1
Untitled Article 5
Untitled Article 6
Untitled Article 7
Untitled Article 8
MASON'S MARKS FROM CARLISLE ABBEY. Article 9
APPENDIX. Article 10
BASSENTHWAITE LAKE. Article 12
JUNIUS. Article 14
MANY YEARS AGO: THE ANCHORITE'S LAMENT. Article 16
AN OLD MASON'S TOMB. Article 17
THE HISTORY OF SELBY, ITS ABBEY, AND ITS MASONIC ASSOCIATIONS. Article 21
HISTORY OF THE AIREDALE LODGE, No. 387. Article 28
AMONG THE HILLS. Article 33
SEA-SIDE SIGHTS. Article 34
MASONIC SYMBOLISM. Article 35
ON THE RHINE. Article 39
FLOWERS. Article 40
AFTER ALL. Article 41
NATURE IN REPOSE. Article 45
LITERARY GOSSIP. Article 46
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until within sight of the ' convent , when the poor fellow fell down fairly exhausted ancl unable to move another step . Luckily , or otherwise , Miss Cumberland did not see this , but just as she was entering the sepulchral door of the nunnery , Redtaper managed to totter towards the gate , unable to speak or act , but with a most supplicating look , which struck Violet to the heart as the

great door closed for ever ancl left him outside . But she was not a woman to change her will when it was once fixed , ancl Redtaper was now out of sight , though not out of mind ; ancl she at once put herself in the hands of the lady superior , who was highly pleased at the entrance of the wealthy " novice . " In the meantime , Herbert Redtaper rode back in the carriage which had just brought her , almost unconscious of his

situation , but with a dead , lost feeling at his heart . His wound was bleeding afresh , ancl he was obliged to summon his physician ' s aid when he reached home again . The Cumberlauds had not been aware of their daughter ' s disappearance until apprised by Redtaper , when too late . The latter had a slight attack of fever after his disappointing adventure , but all dangerous symptoms were

quelled in a few days . Still he had not given up all hope , and he determined to follow his loved one to the bitter end . Even in a nunnery he would try to influence her in his favour and make her his own . There was one thing in his favour , if even he could not see her , at least no one else could . Round and round the solemn place he paced with weary step , but nothing suggested itself to him . It was like a prison ; there was no ingress or egress possible without disturbance ; besides , it was surrounded with other buildings , aud he had no idea where he should find the object he sought . It was almost impossible to hope for success , and Redtaper had nearly despaired . But one day when he

had been more dejected than usual , to his unbounded joy he saw the face of ' Violet Cumberland through one of the upper windows , and he thought he observed a sympathetic and encouraging look upon it as she waved him a kindly adieu ancl disappeared . What should he do now ? Could he obtain an interview with her by any means ? He was afraid not , but he would try his best . After that he was busy contriving scaling-ladders and collecting tools for filing the bars of the grim windows . It seemed to him that she was a

prisoner , ancl would now perhaps flee with him , and perhaps love him at last . It was worth trying ; ancl the time came when the scaling-ladders and all his other appliances were ready ; and one dark night , unknown to any of his friends , he started on his dangerous enterprise . Cautiously he proceeded with his work . All was quiet as he dexterously succeeded in fixing his ladder in the window in which he hac , seen the face of Miss Cumberlandancl which he

sur-, mised would be her room . What if it were not ? Why , then his pains would be fruitless ; perhaps worse than useless . But it was his only chance , ancl he could wait no longer . He would risk the chance . Steadily he ascended the silken ropes , ancl when he reached the window , his heart wildly palpitating , he listened again . All was still . Then he carefully selected his fine files and commenced to work on the bars of the window . Slow was the progress he

made in his awkward situation on the unrelieved face of the building , and the work was very tedious and fatiguing ; still he perseveringly continued until three of the bars were sawn away , ancl he had been working nearly an hour . Then he thought he heard a slight noise , and he ceased ancl listened intently . There was certainly some one moving in the room . He crouched down as low as possible without creating a sound , not sure that it might be Violet . Even

then he scarcely knew how to act . Her surprise or indignation might betray him . He was all excitement as he heard the window being stealthily lifted , ancl he was ready to rapidl y descend if an alarm were given . Oh , the moments of agonized suspense he endured while the window was being raised ; it seemed as though he had lived half a lifetime on the wall of the nunnery . Would it never be open ? At last he saw , to his delight that it was

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