* Both given in the accompanying volume containing “Old Time English” Stories.  See also the first story in the “North Europe” volume.—­Editor.

Lytton returned to and elaborated his idea in the Margrave of A Strange Story, who has no “soul,” and prolongs his physical and intellectual life by means of an elixir.  Margrave is not bad, but he is inferior to the hero, less elaborately designed, of The Haunters and the Haunted.  Thackeray’s tale is written in a tone of mock mysticism, but he confesses that he likes his own story, in which the strange hero through all his many lives or reappearances, and through all the countless loves on which he fatuously plumes himself, retains a slight German-Jewish accent.

It appears to me that the historic original of these romantic characters is no other than the mysterious Comte de Saint-Germain—­ not, of course, the contemporary and normal French soldier and minister, of 1707-1778, who bore the same name.  I have found the name, with dim allusions, in the unpublished letters and MSS. of Prince Charles Edward Stuart, and have not always been certain whether the reference was to the man of action or to the man of mystery.  On the secret of the latter, the deathless one, I have no new light to throw, and only speak of him for a single reason.  Aristotle assures us, in his Poetics, that the best-known myths dramatized on the Athenian stage were known to very few of the Athenian audience.  It is not impossible that the story of Saint-Germain, though it seems as familiar as the myth of Oedipus or Thyestes, may, after all, not be vividly present to the memory of every reader.  The omniscent Larousse, of the Dictionnaire Universel, certainly did not know one very accessible fact about Saint-Germain, nor have I seen it mentioned in other versions of his legend.  We read, in Larousse, “Saint-Germain is not heard of in France before 1750, when he established himself in Paris.  No adventure had called attention to his existence; it was only known that he had moved about Europe, lived in Italy, Holland, and in England, and had borne the names of Marquis de Monteferrat, and of Comte de Bellamye, which he used at Venice.”

Lascelles Wraxall, again, in Remarkable Adventures (1863), says:  “Whatever truth there may be in Saint-Germain’s travels in England and the East Indies, it is undubitable that, for from 1745 to 1755, he was a man of high position in Vienna,” while in Paris he does not appear, according to Wraxall, till 1757, having been brought from Germany by the Marechal de Belle-Isle, whose “old boots,” says Macallester the spy, Prince Charles freely damned, “because they were always stuffed with projects.”  Now we hear of Saint-Germain, by that name, as resident, not in Vienna, but in London, at the very moment when Prince Charles, evading Cumberland, who lay with his army at Stone, in Staffordshire, marched to Derby.  Horace Walpole writes to Mann in Florence (December 9, 1745):