the forest whose thickness and intricacy rendered their progress exceedingly slow, they came to a small mound beside a pool of water, and halted there. The Indians laid down the bags of grain, and began to collect wood, and to form it into a heap of considerable size, which on its being completed they set fire to. When it was well kindled, and blazed pretty strongly, the chiefs threw all the grain upon it, while several others of the party seized Derbond and Emily, and binding their hands behind their backs, forced them to kneel upon the top of the mound with their faces towards the burning pile. The. Indians at the same time formed a circle round them, and the senior chief thus addressed the terror-stricken pair.

"Children of guilt! the most distant thing that lives in my memory, is a warning which I heard my father receive from a Sitilla brother, to shun all intercourse with white men, and to regard them as beings who are incapable of bestowing any good, unmixed with an overwhelming proportion of evil. My personal experience has not confirmed this till the present time, because I have not before had any direct communication with the race; but now I see in you an instance illustrating the truth of the remark, and I intend that my children and their descendants shall long remember your history and your fate, and learn to dread the sight of an European countenance, and to distrust the reality of any benefits that he may propose to confer. We

were promised a supply of grain, sufficient with proper management to afford an uninterrupted succession of abundant harvests. We have received it—yes, and with it, a murderer and an adultress. Shall we pollute the virtuous and peaceful recesses of the Ouaquahenegow by rendering them an asylum for criminals? Shall we corrupt our children by introducing into our society beings who have outraged and violated all that is best, and most valuable in human life; no, our resolution is fixed. Derbond and Emily, you shall both die! But while we utterly reject any companionship with you, we equally refuse to receive any good from your hands, and the corn which you brought us is even now rapidly consuming in yonder fire, which is emblematic of the duration of your lives, for the tomahawk shall descend upon you as soon as its last flame expires.— But do not suppose that we arrogate to ourselves the right of punishing your crimes. A due regard for our own safety forces us to this act of severity, for were we to permit you to live and depart hence, you would undoubtedly betray us, and conduct hither hundreds of your countrymen to dispossess us of these fertile lands. In you we have seen sufficient of your race, and shall henceforth be doubly on our guard against their daring intrigues and interested intrusions."

"Mercy! have mercy," exclaimed Derbond; spare our lives, and we will solemnly swear never to reveal the secrets of the Ouaquahenegow."

"Peace!" returned the chief; "he who has killed a brother, and she who has betrayed her husband-will these regard the sacredness of an oath? The flame expires-let justice be done!"

Two Indians stood behind the condemned victims, with uplifted tomahawks. In a moment these descended and clove their skulls, and they fell back lifeless upon the ground. The chiefs, assisted by their companions, threw the bodies into the pond, and covered its surface with boughs and brushwood, and then, followed by the others, retraced their way to the Highlands of the Ouaquahenegow.

THE TOWER OF LONDON.

"THE Tower!" How many pleasing and melancholy incidents are associated with the history of this once formidable and still imposing fortress! Here are to be seen the supposed spoils of that grand "Armada," which received the benediction of the Pope, and was by him presumptuously pronounced "invincible ;"—and in the same room, and mingling as it were with those proud military trophies, is shewn the axe which, we are gravely told, terminated the unmerited sufferings of the ill-fated Anne Boleyn, although we are informed by Stowe, that a sword and not an axe was used on that occasion. The spot is exhibited in the inner court, where her execution took place; and the heartless monster who murdered her, as if to prevent another Englishman from being stained with her blood, hired the Calais hangman to act the part of her assassin! In the catalogue of our monarchs, there is not one steeped deeper in sanguinary guilt than Henry VIII. presented that amiable and fascinating princess, with

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"the great house of Newhall," near Chelmsford-now a convent for nuns of the Order of the Holy Sepulchre, -and from that house, whilst Anne Boleyn was confined in the Tower, he communicated the order for her decapitation, by signal-guns placed along the line of road to London.

In an architectural point of view there is little to be seen in the Tower worthy of particular notice:-the most ancient part is unquestionably the White Tower -the great building occupying the centre of the fortress. This was "The Tower" properly so calledthe other portions being of a much later date; and there is no doubt, from the Anglo-Norman style of the interior, and more especially of the Chapel, that it forms part of the original building erected by William I., whom some of our historians delight to call The Conqueror, but who never distinguished himself by that title. The Martin Tower, and the By-Ward Tower, which are the two principal entrances from Tower Hill, are probably of the date of the fourteenth century-the latter flanked by two round towers, in the Saracenic style, said to have been introduced into this country by the Crusaders. The Bloody Tower was built about the same period; it forms the principal entrance to the great or inner court; and, in the upper apartment, says history as well as tradition, the two young Princes were smothered by order of their inhuman uncle, Richard III. The tragic story, however, is somewhat