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faithless lady-love at home started for 

 church to wed a rival, but at the altar a 

 mighty cannon-ball, shot from over the 

 ocean, passed between the bride and bride- 

 groom. The admiral and magician thus 

 warned them of his displeasure. Something 

 of its charmed character adheres to the ball 

 still ; and if carried away, no matter to Avhat 

 distance, it invariably rolls back home of its 

 own accord, and is found in its accustomed 

 place. Few can lift, or carry, the heavy 

 black globe, which has the outward appear- 

 ance of a meteorite. 



Silvery-grey tapestry covers the walls of 

 other chambers more sunny and habitable 

 than this; some pale and ancient and valu- 

 able, some bright in colour, where Grecian 

 warriors charge, less valuable and more 

 showy. Still even in these rooms, where the 

 carpets and the furniture are of a more com- 

 fortable era than that which endured stone 

 floors, even here in corners are fragments of 

 the past, porcelain, and old pottery, and 



