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she had been so imprudent as to undertake the journey, after all'! He hurmed down to the sca, and called to the occupant of the hoat + — “lIrdat Indal”

“Robert! Robert !

Meretful Heavens ! To was Frida !

But there was no tme for sentiment never had Robert felt hraver or stronger than at that moment.

“Throw me the rope U7 he ented.

With all her strength Irida threw a0 rope, which whistled past Robert: he seized it drew i the boat, and took IFnda, who was now quite exhausted, 1 his arms.

“Saved ! We are saved T he exclimied, thankfully.

He did not think ol reproaching her for hor rashness m o undertaking the journey : he wis too happy at finding himsclt by the side of the woman he loved. Both felt that Al would not die: that the Virgm would be touched by thenr courage.

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N AGAZINL,

" How did you come?” asked Robert.

“That 1s Christian’s boat, is it not? Then Christian allowed you to come? What o terrible night ! Irida, my love, my love

The nest morning, as soon as the pale December sun appeared on the horizon, they set ol on the return journey, hut before they had gone far their boat was crushed between two great blocks of ce. Some hshermen, who were ansiously wateh- g, saw the wreek floating about among the aeebergs for some time s then it slowly disappeared towards the north. No ot ce could he scen of Robert and IFrida.

As to the Black Virgim, she oranted ther praver. Axel ot welll and from that dav the ovil destiny of Liedsmarken was con- jured o for the Virgm ol the rock never

alterwards demanded an annual vietim, and now woe have nothmg to fear.