Within the Temple of Isis

the prescribed rites, was borne by faithful attendants from the bath into the courts of the Sanctuary and pla

er more intensely awake, every atom of her being and soul alert to all transpiring about

ary, now illuminated by the full-orbed Queen of the Night, which she could see shining through a certain archway, and her heart thril

sed with solos of exquisite harmonies of stri

pors from the burning censers wafted and wreathed about the colonnades and porticoes, Spirit forms added their presence

her, Sarthia was almost becoming drowsy, when suddenly, the Moon looked in upon her, fast nearing the final arch

s also beautiful and the blood in her veins was royal, t

haughty, accustomed

ionately devoted to the pursuit of Wisdom and the possibilities of obtaining knowledge, even Magic was open to her, in the Temple Se

itself. "Every one has to die," she mused,

for whom she had a pure sisterly regard and who was so proud of her swift proficiency in his favorite study. And then she

he pain of loving his young sister. And furthermore, Nu-nah has a lover to whom she is betrothed and would ha

emotion to her. She might hate Prince Rathunor and "then we would both wish I had die

r overwrought nature, or possibly from some subtle, potent influence emanating from th

art, the infinite ramification of nerves in no way responded to her will and her utmost effort. Almost worn out with the unequal battle it began to dawn upon her that she was really endeavoring to animate

couch, some one who had approached, unobserved b

ing her glance, with a low exclamation of joy, sprang toward her, clasped her hand in

ve," he murmured. "Do y

emotion, she felt herself slowly but surely losing control of her new body. With, however, one supreme effort she

er own body. Rathunor had vanished and the first slant

e Hierophant, who, from a different portion of the Sanctuary, w

ncess of the realm of materiality. But, a new factor had now entered her being. A force, more subtle than all Wisdom,-more potent than life or eternity itself,-had tr

Was it not worse by my decision to rob Nu-nah of her

ive with Rathunor as his wife, while he all the time thought her to be Nu-nah, would be an incessant torture, keener a

ierophant," she moaned, "h

"if you could be assured that Rathunor would love

eed, dear

ou desire. We give you our sacred

incantation, the words, "Rest in Peace," and, ere the echoes of his voice had