he could
proceed no further, and laid down on the ground, where she brought into
the world a boy of marvellous beauty. As she clasped him to her arms, she
saw over her head a falcon with a golden collar, which she recognised as
her father's. The bird came to her call, and giving it the warning ring of
St. Gildas, she told it to fly with it to her father. The bird obeyed and
flew with it like lightning to Vannes; but, almost at the same instant,
Comorre arrived; having parted with her warning ring, Triphyna, who had no
notice of his approach, had only time to conceal her babe in the cavity of
a tree, when Comorre threw himself upon his unhappy wife, and with one
blow severed her head from her body. When the falcon arrived at Vannes, he
found the King at dinner with St. Gildas; he let the ring fall into the
silver cup of his master, who recognising it, exclaimed, "My daughter is
in danger; saddle the horses, and let St. Gildas accompany us." Following
the falcon, they soon reached the spot where Triphyna lay dead. After they
had all knelt in prayer, St. Gildas said to the corpse, "Arise, take thy
head and thy child, and follow us." The dead body obeyed, the bewildered
troop followed; but, gallop as fast as they could, the headless body was
always in front, carrying the babe in her left hand, and her pale head in
the right. In this manner, they reached the castle of Comorre. "Count,"
says St. Gildas, "I bring back your wife such as your wickedness has made
her, and thy child such as Heaven has given it thee. Wilt thou receive
them under thy roof?" Comorre was silent. The Saint three times repeated
the question, but no voice returned an answer. Then St. Gildas took the
new-born infant from its mother, and placed it on the ground. The child
marched alone to the edge of the moat, and picking up a handful of earth,
and throwing it against the castle, exclaimed, "Let the Trinity execute
judgment." At the same instant the towers shook and fell with a great
crash; the walls yawned open and the castle sunk, burying Comorre and all
his fellow partners in crime. St. Gildas then replaced Triphyna's head
upon her shoulders, laid his hands upon her, and restored her to life, to
the great joy of her father.--Such is the history of Triphyna and Comorre.

On our way back to Vannes we saw on our left the Butte de Tumiac, or Butte
d'Arzon, the largest tumulus of the Morbihan. It was opened in 1853, and
found to enclose a chamber full of pulve