74 TO A CLOUD. 



that you forgive me. " I do, I do, " said Father Eustace ; the stran- 

 ger tore fiercely from him, and was soon lost to his sight amid the 

 noises of the wind and rain. The bugle again sounded, and the good 

 old man, who still cherished the hope of aiding him by whom he had 

 suffered so dearly, ran hastily across the bridge, and stopped not until he 

 had attained an eminence which commanded the whole of that tine 

 sheet of water which is still called Loe Pool. The Southwest wind 

 was moaning among the branches of the trees in sad and lengthened 

 murmurs, the rain had drenched him with its torrents, and far away 

 in the remotest angle, the phosphorescent breakers were seen burst- 

 ing over the bar like a sheet of plowing and unquenchable fire. 



At last, as he stood beside the " Echo tree," he again heard the 

 trumpet wind, and a name uttered at which he shuddered in despair. 

 Fourteen times' did the echo take up the sound, and rock and 

 cavern carried it from shore to shore, until it died away upon the 

 tempest. Father Eustace hastened back to the hospital, threw 

 himself upon the settle he had so lately left, and -a\<- \va\ to the 

 agony of his grief in a flood of bitter tears. 



Then did he know that he had been conversing with TREG EA- 

 GLE, the fiercest demon in the legendary lore of Cornwall, and 

 that he had been entertaining the fated being who was afterwards 

 known as the " Spirit of the Western Storm ! " 



TO A CLOUD. 



Fair traveller, why do they call thee a cloud ? 



Thou wearest more brightness than gloom, 

 As passing along in yon ether so proud, 



Thy form doth all fashions assume ! 



I'd robe, if I could, in thy mantle of white, 



As pure and as fleecy as snow, 

 And happy and free on thy pinions take flight 



From scenes of vexation below. 



It is not, that here, in this life, is no charm 

 No hopes that all fondly entwine, 



Care's torment and sting for awhile to disarm 

 Ah pleasures like these have been mine ! 



* This echo actually reverberates fourteen times, and its effect 

 during a storm is frightfully magnificent. 



