• out was erected in honour of my lord the sultan: within this pavilion I concealed a massy stone, which was sawn out of the solid rock, and which, by the help of several ' engines, was hung upon four pillars of gold, ⚫ and covered the whole pavilion. The rope " which upheld this massy stone passed through 'one of the golden pillars into the earth be

neath, and by a secret channel cut in the 'rock was carried onward through the side of 'the mountain, and was fastened to a ring of iron in a cave hollowed out of the rock on the opposite side.

By the time the enchanters were arrived in the camp of Ahubal, the pavilion was 'finished; and although I had secret advice

that my sultan's troops were to be attacked on the morrow, yet I chose to conceal that 'knowledge, and so to dispose of the army, that 'the chief part might fly with me behind the ' mountains which hung over the pavilion, and that the rest, having no conductor, might be put to flight with as little slaughter as pos'sible. This I did, expecting that Ahaback ' and Desra, puffed up with their success, would take possession of my sultan's pavilion.'

Rise, faithful Horam,' said the sultan Mis nar, your plot is sufficiently unravelled; but 'why did you hide your intentions from your 'lord?' 'Lord of my life,' answered the vizir; because I was resolved, in case my plot did 'not succeed, to bear the burthen myself, that my sultan's honour might not be lessened in 'the eyes of his troops.'

This noble confession of the vizir's pleased the whole army, and they waited with the utmost impatience to hear his pardon pronounced. The sultan then embraced his vizir; and the shouts of the army were Long live

'Misnar the lord of our hearts, and Horam 'the first and the most faithful of his slaves!'

The army of Ahubal still continued to fly after their prince, whose fear did not suffer him to direct those who came up with him: And now, in a few days, the army had been totally dispersed, had not the giant Kifri; enraged at the death of his brethren, and travelling, in his fury, appeared before the eyes of the terrified prince and his troops, in a narrow pass among the rocks.

The presence of Kifri was not less terrify ing than the noise of the pursurers; and Ahu

bal, at the sight of the monster, fell with his face to the ground.

Who art thou,' said Kifri, with the voice of thunder, that fliest like the roebuck, and ' tremblest like the heart-stricken antelope? Who art thou, that fliest as the virgin from the noise of the battle, and that increaseth the shrieks of the fallen being wounded by thy fears?' 'Prince of earth,' said Ahubal, I am the friend of Ulim, of Happuck, of Ollomand, of Tasnar, of Ahaback, and Desra. I am he who, through the power of the enchanters, have contended for the 'throne of India.'

'Cursed, then, are they that league with 'thee,' answered the giant Kifri, 'thou son of 'fear! thou wretch! unworthy of such godlike support! Was it for thee, base coward, that Ollomand poured forth his unnumbered stores that the plains of India were dyed with the blood of Desra, the mistress of our

race! Be witness for me, earth, this reptile is unworthy of our assistance, and to fight ' for him is to league with Mahomet, to offer up the blood of freedom on the false altars of faith. O ye spirits of the brave! my soul is on fire to see so many of our friends lie

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'stretched on the plains!-their blood, cursed ' and ill-fated coward, overwhelm thy head!'

As Kifri spoke thus, his broad eye-balls glowed like the red orb of day, when covered with dark fleeting clouds, and from his nostrils issued forth the tempest and the flame. In an instant he seized on the fear-shaken Ahubal, as the vulture shuts within her bloody talons the body of the affrighted trembling hare; and lifting him high in the air, he dashed the wretched prince against the rugged face of the mountains. The blood of Ahubal ran down from the mountain's side, like the rain which is poured forth out of the stormy cloud, and his mangled limbs, crushed by the fall, hung quivering on the pointed rocks.

The death of Ahubal lessened not the fury of Kifri, but all that followed the unhappy prince experienced his rage, till, glutted with blood, and tired of his revenge, the monstrous giant sunk to rest, and stretched out his limbs upon the tops of the mountains.

But the sleep of Kifri was cumbrous as his body, and the dreams of the giant were as the thoughts of the enemies of God. In the visions of the night came Ulin before him; and the ghost of the murdered Happuck was

Published Jan11805, by Ja' Wallis Paternoster Row.