“Oh, papa!” said Edward, “Lewis and I want very much to see Nicholas Tattersal’s tomb; mamma said we should find it near the entrance to the old church: she told us the history of Tattersal’s bravely assisting the unfortunate King Charles II. to escape from his rebellious subjects, and that has made us wish to see the spot where he was buried.” On their way to the church-yard, Helen begged Lewis to tell her all he knew about Charles’s escape, and the generous behaviour of his conductor; so that by the time they reached the spot, she was as much interested as her cousins in the object of their search. It was found to be a slab of black marble, on which was carved the following inscription, and under it some uncouth rhymes, which Edward with difficulty deciphered:— “P M S “Captain Nicholas Tattersal, throvgh whose prvdence, valovr, and loyalty, Charles II., King of England, after he had escaped the swords of his merciless rebels, and his forces received a fatal overthrow at Worcester, September 3rd, 1651, was faithfully preserved and conveyed to France, departed this life 26th of July, 1674. “Within this marble monument doth lye Approved faith, honovr, and loyalty: In this cold clay he hath now ta’en up his station, Who once preserved the chvrch, the crowne, and nation: When Charles the Greate was nothing bvt a breath, This valiant hero stept t’ween him and death; Usvrpers’ threats, nor tyrant rebels’ frowne, Covld not affright his dvty to the crowne; Which gloriovs act of his for chvrch and state Eight princes in one day did gratulate— Professing all to him in debt to bee, As all the world are to his memory. Since earth could not reward the worth him given, He now receives it from the King of Heaven.” When Edward looked up from the monument, and was going to ask, whether the eight princes here spoken of were Charles’s foreign allies, he saw that his auditors had left him. His mother was sitting on some ruined steps, which led to the remains of an ancient cross, enjoying the wide-extended view which the church-yard commanded; and Lewis and Helen were together, conning an epitaph on a tomb-stone at a little distance. Just at this moment Helen beckoned, and called to Edward to come and hear a very wonderful history.