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ONE:First came the band of musicians, mounted on gaily caparisoned horses, and clad in jacks of crimson-damasked satin, laced round with gold; the arms of the city richly emblazoned on the back and front, and the white velvet sleeves of their jerkins so closely laced and interlaced with gold, as almost to conceal the material on which it was wrought. Then two heralds in white-damasked velvet tabards, worked with gold in a variety of fanciful patterns, and with the city arms also emblazoned on the back. Then the sword-bearer of the chief magistrate, in a suit of polished scale armour, and on a steed accoutred in all the panoply of war. Then the Lord Mayor himself, in a flowing mantle of rich crimson velvet trimmed with ermine, and with a collar of fine gold adorned with gems, and mounted on a stately horse, whose velvet housing, fringed with gold, almost touched the ground. Two pages suitably attired walked on either side. Next appeared the two sheriffs in their scarlet mantles and gold chains. Then rode the four-and-twenty aldermen, two abreast, in loose gowns or robes of damasked-velvet or brocaded silk; and, finally, the members of the common-council closed the train. TWO:

ONE:"Thomas Calverley," replied John, "I believe you do love my sister, but I cannot force her inclinations;��I will not even strive to bias her mind; there is a sympathy in hearts predestined to unite, which attracts them towards each other;��if that secret sympathy exist not between you, ye are not destined to become as one."Farewell, farewell, you jolly young girls! TWO:"Can it be?" said Holgrave, as he looked before him at the castle, which the tapers revealed��"Can it be, that the lord of this castle and I are the sons of the same heavenly Father? Can the same God have created us?��and is his child to live and grow to manhood, that he may trample on his fellow men, as his father has trampled on me? Is this to go on from generation to generation, and the sons to become even worse than the fathers?��No!" said he, pausing; "I have no child��Margaret must forgive me��I have only a worthless life to forfeit." He paused again. "I will attempt it!" he said, vehemently��"he can but hang me; and if I succeed, the noble blood they think so much of may yet����" Holgrave suffered the sentence to remain unfinished, and he rushed towards the castle.