While these things were transacting, Sebastian appeared to have been standing in a trance: he now moved slowly on supported between the young King and Queen, who anxiously watched his varying looks. They entered the state apartment: their august companion would have sat down on the first chair he reached, but Braganza gracefully checking him, led him from it, and placed him, ere he was aware, on the throne itself. Sebastian bowed his head with a divine smile; his heart was agitated, was oppressed beyond utterance; for the visions of his youth were present here. This throne, these royal banners, these armorial trophies which witnessed the heroic exploits of his ancestors, those illustrious portraits covering the walls, the very consciousness that he was in his own palace, and that even so, another prince was its master, all united to shake his frame with emotions beyond its strength. But regret mixed not with the sentiment: it was a solemn and an awful fulness of contentment. He looked down and beheld the amiable Juan with his lovely consort, kneeling before him: their train were left in the outer chamber, and Pinto alone remained. Beyond the palace walls, the city still rung with shouts of “Long live our King!” and still the proud discharge of ordnance shook the buildings around. Sebastian’s eyes wandered over the illuminated countenances of his grand children, with an expression of celestial satisfaction; yet he was mortal pale, and his hands, as he laid them on the heads of Juan and Luisa, were damp and chilling. “Give me that babe!” he said, after having blessed the parents. Luisa laid it on his arms. Sebastian received the boy with trembling avidity:--as he bent to kiss his infant cheek, his silver locks sweeping over the eyelids of the little Prince, awoke him, and he looked smiling up. A nobler smile (for it was radiant with the immortal spirit) lighted up the face of the aged King, he leaned back in the royal chair, he looked at the son of Gaspar, then at Braganza and Luisa, cast a last glance at their child, thought of them he was hastening to rejoin, and fixing his eyes on heaven, he feebly exclaimed, “Die, die! thou hast lived long enough.” His eyes closed as he spoke, and Luisa starting up to catch her falling babe, discovered that the soul had indeed ascended to happiness and its God! FINIS. J. M‘Creery, Printer, Black-Horse Court, London. Typographical errors corrected by the etext transcriber: the paroxym is=> the paroxysm is {pg 25} has supplicating whine=> his supplicating whine {pg 30} would be uncontrolable=> would be uncontrollable {pg 33} the gaurantee on the part=> the guarantee on the part {pg 41} as a deposite for=> as a deposit for {pg 47} direcly in front=> directly in front {pg 62} seating his exhaused=> seating his exhausted {pg 144} had directed Guiseppe => had directed Giuseppe {pg 160} take a dicisive part=> take a decisive part {pg 163} affected reunnciation=> affected renunciation {pg 189}