A month after these events--on the first of May, that festival of sunlight, flowers, and universal rejoicings--two couples, followed by many friends and brilliant attendants, went from the small house on the banks of the Seine, to the village church of Neuilly. The Prince de Maulear, made young by happiness, had Marie d'Harcourt on his arm. The Duke escorted the Marquise, and the Count and Von Apsberg followed them. The priest stood at the foot of the altar. This priest, who made four persons happy, but who looked to heaven alone for his own happiness, was Taddeo Rovero. The three fiery Carbonari gradually felt their revolutionary ardor grow dull. The reason is, these three men were now attached to the society they had sought to destroy, by strong ties. Two were bound to it by family bonds, and the other by religion. _Carbonarism_ was not crushed in Europe, by the disasters of the French association. It slumbered for ten years, but awoke in 1830. The tree has grown, and the world now gathers its bitter fruits. Stenio Salvatori received in Italy the punishment due his great crimes in France. His vile heart became the sheath of the stiletto of one of the brethren of the _Venta_ of CASTEL LA MARC. Our old acquaintance, Mlle. Celestine Crepinean, touched by divine grace, repented of having made so bad a disposition of her pure and virgin love. Like Magdalen, she threw herself at the feet of her Savior, and lived to an advanced age, greatly to the edification of the faithful as dispenser of holy water at the church of Saint THOMAS AQUINAS. END OF THE SPY IN SOCIETY. FOOTNOTES: [3] Concluded from page 327. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1850, by Stringer & Townsend, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States for the Southern District of New-York. [4] _Mansarde_ Gallice, from the inventor Mansard, uncle of another architect of the same name of the time of Louis XIV. [5] It is one of the maxims of _magnetism_, that when once an entire sympathy between two minds is established equality ensues, and consequently neither can exert influence over the other. A GHOST STORY OF NORMANDY. BY THE AUTHOR OF "HAMON AND CATAR; OR, THE TWO RACKS." From Bentley's Miscellany. I. On a fine summer evening, in 1846, I left my house, which was in the neighborhood of Honfleur, Normandy, to take a stroll. It was July. All the morning and all the afternoon the sun had been busily pouring down streams of radiance like streams of boiling water, and I had kept the house, and kept it closely shut up too, till the orb of day had gone some way down towards the sea, as if, like a fire-eater, or like a locomotive, to get a _drink_ after its work.