aloud "Dispatch, dispatch, haste, the rich Antonio is coming!"
Terrified, the company hastened down the mountain, which, before they
reached the level country, vomited out fire. At Palermo Mr. Gresham
inquired for Antonio, and was informed that he died at the very time
the voice proclaimed from the scorching flames, "Antonio is coming."
Mr. Gresham, on his return to England, reported the strange
circumstances to the king, who had the facts confirmed by the
mariners' oaths. So deeply was Mr. Gresham impressed with what he had
heard, that he abandoned commerce, distributed nearly all his riches
among his friends and the poor, and spent the remainder of his days in
pious works.

A learned professor of moral philosophy in Koenigsberg, when a young
man, was presented by William I. of Prussia with a small benefice in
the interior of the country, at a considerable distance from
Koenigsberg. On taking possession of the parsonage, he slept in the
bedroom which had been occupied by his predecessor, then dead. While
lying awake in bed one morning, the curtains of his bed being drawn
aside, he beheld the figure of a man dressed in a loose gown, standing
at a reading desk, whereon lay a large book, the leaves of which he
appeared to turn over. On each side of the figure stood a little boy,
on whom he now and again looked earnestly. His countenance, pale and
disconsolate, indicated distress of mind. At length the figure closed
the book, and taking the children, one in each hand, he walked slowly
with them across the room, and disappeared behind an iron stove at the
farthest end of the apartment. The young parson was deeply affected by
the sight, but thought it prudent to divulge nothing at the time
concerning the apparitions. In nearly all Lutheran churches of the
Prussian dominion, it was customary to procure and hang up in some
part of the church the portraits of the pastors who had held the
living. On looking, soon after seeing the three figures, at the
portraits suspended in one of the aisles, he was astonished to
discover in the last-placed picture an exact likeness of the man he
had beheld in his bed-chamber. The sexton, with whom he entered into
conversation, told him that he remembered several incumbents. "The
last one," said he, "we considered as one of the most learned and
amiable men who had ever resided among us. His character and
benevolence endeared him to all his parishioners; but he was carried
off in the midst of hi