The following story of the Spectre Bridegroom is thrilling to a degree. Briefly, it is this:—Nancy Trenowetb, the heroine, was, as a matter of course, young and beautiful, and was, moreover, almost as good as she was attractive. No wonder, then, that young Prank Lenine should have fallen desperately in love with her. Their parents, however, being much averse to the prospective match, took every means in their power to frustrate their assignations; eff -rts which, for some time, it is need less to say, were unavailing. Before long, however, young Prank was more effectually disposed of. by being sent on a long voyage to the West Indies, which it was hoped, might cure him of his love sickness For threo long years Nancy yearned in viin for tidings of young Lenine, till it came about that one nigh*■, in a heavy gale, a huge merchantman went to pieces on the rocky coast not far from whpre her parents' cottage was situated. Now, among those who perished was her sailor lover, homeward bound to make her his bride. The finding of the body amongst the drowned howeve", was so careful lyfconcealed from her that, even to the day of the funeral, she was unaware of it. "What followed ? That night when locking up, as was her wont-, she peered out of the cattage door into the darkness beyond, and there, to her amazement, she sawF-ank, her long lost Frank, as she had so often before seen him, mounted on his favourite colt. Turning in bis saddle he addressed her in his own familiar voice He shouted to her to mount beside him, and as he did so leant forward to receive her. Tn a moment she had leapt into hia arms and clasped him the neck the better to secure her seat And then—hey, presto ! they were off at a breakneck pice before she cou'd realise the horror of the situation—she was in the clammy embrace of a spectre horseman mounted on a phantom horse which was galloping at full speed towards the graveyard of that same old church where their marriage should have been solemnised — the ghost of fcer drowned lover hurrying her to the spot which had that day closed over his mortil remiins. 