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**At a time when Achaius King of Scotts, and Hungus King of Picts, were
fiercely driven by Athelstan King of Northumberland into East Lothian,
full of terrors of what the next morning might bring forth, Hungus fell
into a sleep, and beheld a vision, which, tradition tells, was verified
the ensuing day by the appearance of the cross of St. Andrew held out
to him from the heavens, and waving him to victory. Under this banner
he conquered the Northumberland forces, and slaying their leader, the
scene of the battle has henceforth been called Atheistanford.-(1809.)
While he yet spoke, the hermit re-entered from the inner cell,
supporting a youth on his arm. At sight of the knight, who held out
his hand to him, he dropped on his knees and burst into tears. "Do you
then leave me?" cried he; "am I not to serve my preserver?"
Helen rose in strange surprise; there was something in the feelings of
the boy that was infectious; and while her own heart beat violently,
she looked first on his emaciated figure, and then at the noble contour
of the knight, "where every god had seemed to set his seal." His
beaming eyes appeared the very fountains of consolation; his cheek was
bright with generous emotions; and turning from the supplant boy to
Helen.
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