THE TEMPLAR* IX rriai ». FKAXK (turning an- thrr slatm ). Who is that spare, emaciated man, Tho ninth there, in the Master*' circle ? He Hook* down with g:«ze ao earnest, so inhlime, A* though ho would not buy tho world itself At cost of the most trivial peccadillo !— Why weareth ho a chain on his left foot ? COMMANDER. How down before him! The great Odo 'tis De Saint Amand, Martyr to righteousness. After a long life fruitful in great deeds, At Helfort, where ho like a lion fought, Ho fell a prisoner to Saladin. Tho Sultan's wish was to exchange him for His favourite cousin, by the Christians ta'en, In that same action. Odo then proclaimed : " There is an ancient statuto of our Order, By forco of which no ransom may bo given For any captive of our fellowship Save knife or girdle. And upon this law lisait tho foundations of the Order, for Kach one thus dies a hero's glorious death, Since such a priée avails not to redeem. This law relaxed, its influence soon declines. Saladin will not for such ransom loose My bonds : So be it ! in prison I will die ! " Ho said, and steadfast as a rock remained. Weeping the Kldcrs from tho dungeon went. And Odo died starvation's lingering death. FRANK. Oh, how I pity him !— COMMANDER. Not such should bo thy cry, First live for Righteousness, and then for Duty dio ! Your senses mortify, to vivify your spirit; Tho Temple's guardianship the Templar-Knights inhcr ROBERT (rushing in impetuously, without noticing FRA.V