and notes by Imre Ferenczi.

FERENCZI, IMRE. International migrations.

and notes by Imre Ferenczi.

At the lower end of the table sat Imre Bardy, a young man of twenty, whose handsome countenance was full of life and intelligence, his figure manly and graceful, and his manner courteous and agreeable.

Imre silently left the apartment, and as soon as he had closed the door the tears streamed from his eyes; but before his sword had struck the last step his countenance had regained its former determination, and the fire of enthusiasm had kindled in his eye.

Imre's entrance interrupted the general mirth.

They then all embraced him in turns, and Imre left them, amidst clamors of the little ones, and proceeded to his grandmother's apartments.

The old lady sat in her great armchair, which she seldom quitted, and as she heard the clash of Imre's sword, she looked up and asked who was coming.

"Why that sword at your side, Imre?" asked the old lady in a feeble voice.

This is no good worldno good world!" Imre bent silently over the old lady's hand and kissed it.

Old Simon Bardy lived on the first floor: Imre did not forget him.

"I shall not require youyou may remain at home," said Imre, as, taking the bridle of one of the horses, vaulting lightly into the saddle, he pressed his csako over his brow and galloped from the castle.

As Imre reached the bridge, the horse backed, and no spurring could induce him to cross.

Imre at last pressed his knee angrily against the trembling animal, striking him at the same time across the neck with the bridle, on which the horse suddenly cleared the chasm at one bound and then again turned and began to back.

"Back, Wallachian dogs!" cried Imre, cutting two of them down, while several others sprang forward with the scythes.

" Imre hastily took the dress, while Decurio spoke to the people, made arrangements for the execution of their plans, and pointed out the way to the castle, promising to follow them immediately.

They were Imre and his comrades.

"Let me goI must know," said Imre impatiently, as the young man endeavored to detain him.

"O stay, Imre, you cannot look on them; they are all headless!"

"I must go!" said Imre, starting as if in a trance.

The young girl hastened to unbar the door, which was locked on the inside, and as Imre entered she threw herself into his arms, while he pressed her fondly to his heart.

Imre held out his hand, but the Decurio did not accept it.

"Take his hand," said Jolanka, in her low, sweet accents; and then turning to Imre, "He saved your lifehe saved us both, and he will rescue our family, too.

" Imre looked at her in astonishment.

" Imre hesitated.