Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-05-20

FOR THE LITERARY CADET.
TALES OF AN ITINERANT-No. Y.

TALES OF AN ITINERANT-No. y.
See how the blood is settled in his face!
His face is black and full of blood,
His eye-balls further out than when he lived
Staring full eaastly, like a ~strangled man:
His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with strug-
Cling;
His hands abroad displayed, as one that grasp'd
And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdued.
King HENRY VI.
When the confusion of the moment was over,
| awoke from the delirun which had overcome me,
and found sitting by my bedside, the honest host
css, who was administering nostrums to recover me
from the trance into which / had fallen. by the sud-
den transition from safety to imminent danger
"Fear not, daughter" said the worthy mAtron, as
she fondly pressed my hand, /" for thou art safe, and
thy young protector hath saved thee from impend-
ins ruin, and inflicted upon thy eternal foe, the pun
ishment due to his villainy and his crimes" Thus
saying, she opened the door of the adjoining apart
ments, and presented to my distracted vision the
most appalling sight mortal ever Witnessed
Stretched upon the floor, was the expiring form Of
Angelic, and as he writhed with agony, and breath
ell his life out, the red torrents of life flowed from
the deep and mortal wounds which gsped upon
his bosom now struggling with his departing spir-
it, now m%uttering an incoherent prayer for the
extension of existence, the detested wretch lay
weltering in his blood, whilst his distorted visage
told but too plainly the workings of his soul. As
the door flew widely open, his hagsard eye, al
ready dimmed by the icy hand of death, glared its
last rays upon me, and the wretched sufferer, recog-
nizing my person, turned feebly away, and a DEATH
like silence for a moment pervadcd the habitation.
Then turning towards me again. in u ~faultering
voice which announced the moment Of dissolution
near at hand, he poured upon me the curses of an
expiring villain, and uttered the most horrid impre.
cations. Whilst thus adding new enormities to his
already guilty life, Father Philip, Prior ofthe neigh
boring Convent, who had taken shelter for the
night in the cottage, approached him, and kneelins
by his side, offered up a petition TO the Eternal
King, in behalf Of the sufferer, and sought at
the Throne Of Grace, remission for his sins, and
the benedictions of the Creator. Then in the Ian
suase of Heaven, solicited the dying Angelic to
make his peace with mankind, to confess his crimes,
and to receive the forgiveness of her, in attempting
to rob whose honor, he had inflicted upon himself
wounds, which were fastening him to the everlast-
Ing mansions Of the tomb. "Talk not to me of
Heaven, or the punishments of Hell, y responded the
dying infidel, rather let me die in peace nor
trouble me with thy silly exhortations." The
good Prior, as he beheld the unrelenting Angelic
slowly approaching the narrow house of clay, with
a sorro,uino boar, x,ant ouar tLo l,ro. .uo. u.l
once more urged him to seek, ere it was everlasting
ly too late, the forgiveness of an offended Cod
" Hence, hence" muttered the dying man, nor
longer offend me with thy presence. For me,
Heaven hath no joys, or He'll any terrors, nor would
| accept the forgiveness of that Power, whose or
finances | have contemned, and whose mercies !
have refused" Then casting a whitening look at
me, and for thee, sorceress, thou unkind, thou
unjust one" said he, |" do | endure these pangs for
thee must | suffer, among fends and damned ones,
the horrors of a never ending Hell. Live, sorce-
ress and mayest thou realize all the evils | would
bestow upon thee ; and may he by whose hand
have been brought to this low estate Of life, yet live
to know, that in my last moments | hated, | despis-
ed him, and with my last breath I cursed him.
Thou yet shalt know that | have not fallen unre-
rcvenged-that | have yet left to me the power of
tormenting, though life is extipsuished." He ceas-
ed; and that eye which had once flashed fury, no
longer retained its terrors-respiration became less
easy, and uttering a piercing groan that thrilled
through the heretofore happy and peaceful man.
sion, earth once more received its own, and the no.
longer detested monster sunk into the embraces Of
the King Of Terrors. The proper officer, Of the
village were called in, and investigating the trans
action, acquitted Fernandez, by whose steel Ange-
liofell, and ordered the body to be thrown into the
bosom of the deem, that one 20 detested and despis.