The Northern star, and farmers' and mechanics' advocate. [volume] (Warren, R.I.) 1830-1834, 1830-10-02

his bItterest foe. Perhaps, too, the very
contrast between his hatred for the father
and his impetuous passion for tie daugh
ter, added fuel to the flame. BE it as i
may, he loved and was belove3ai Fol
many years, the two families, .actunted by
la spirit of mutual hostility that defied all
hope of reconciliation, had CLOSED ngainst
each other the entrance Of their srespect-
i've villages; and more than ones brace oi
whizzing bullets had been exchanged be-
tween the vidcttes of the contending par
ties. But Cecca was a woman, and fer
tile in expcdients: she was acquainted with
the shortest by-rondsto the place Of rem
dezvous, and Pietro could have found his
way thither blindlold. Each nightthe low
er glided .nnperceived along the narrow
pathway ON the village to visit his below
ed, and the tell-tale guitar paid the hom-
age Of many an atnorous lay to the shrine
of his divinity. Love is feeble reason-
er, the path that Cecca trod was strewed
with roses-so soft, so sweet, she scarce
could feel the thorns. TO love was an
easy task to obtain her fathers consent,
more difficult than to level the mountain
With the valley. Even had he consented,
Pietro had sworn that steel should never
GLOSS his beard till life had been paid for
fi!e;-and Pictro was Of race that, from
lire to son, had never violated an oath of
,lood. More than once poor Cecca had
,huddered at the violence Of his impreca-
tions against her father. More than once
her gentle caressess had interposed Che
tween the lion and his wrath, ,"-but Pie
tro might grapple with his enemy in the
Sorest-and Cccca might not be there to
soothe him with her caresses!
Cecca's apprehensions were but too
we'll founded. Her father, informed by
some jealous rival ofthe lovers nightly
meetings, watched Pietro in his path;
insulted him with bitter taunts, and swore
that, should he again be found within the
precincts Of the village, bullet should
,lTectuallv relieve him from his lovesick
pains. Pietre's blood boiled with indig-
lation. He forgot Cecca; he thought of
lis fathers sad faith. " Poor ladn' obs
served nv guide, +" his hand was mn!ucky
---but he had his blow" Swift as The
thought of vengeanco that infamed his
soul, he discharged his carbine at the faith
.r of his mistress: filal affection turned
nsids la the sssl's within ;i aiew i PAGES oiis aE
sailant, escaped with slight wound
Pietro made for the forest, and from that
moment commenced the wandering exist
ence OF a Corsican bandit--that miserable
career generally terminated by the gen-d'-
arme's iusil, aud, during its biiefspan, al
iording so many displays of energy and
heroisn worthy Of II nobler cause.
Then commenced for Cecca new ex-
;stence. ConEned to the narrow lin its OF
the village by the suspicious of her father
aud tho threats other relations; she felt
tha. her heart was stccled by persecution;
and the very sulferings she endured for
Petro rendered him still dearer to her at
fections. Closely watched during the
day, each night she quilted her sleepless
couch to bear some message ofpeace and
love to one that for her had sacrificed oil.
With feverish anxiety her eye watched the
moment of his coming, and, if he came
not, her scalding tears mostened the pit
tance offood which the fond girl had hdard
ed for the outlaws subsistence. CeccG
alone VIZ acquainted with the impenetia-
BILE asylum where her lover had found
refuge. The thunder might roll ovei
head; the rain might drench her with it,
rushing torrents; the lot,est pines tenf
by the storm impede her passage; ;--siii
would she climb the rugged path that lee
to Pietro's retreat among the mountains
She scarcely knew ifthe night was bitter
ifthe blast was loud. Poor Cecca!
A sudden halt made by my, guide rous
ed me from my medaalions, We had ar
rived at a sort Of rocky platform command
ing view Of the whole, valley. AT the cx
tremity was cavern; defended by nat
ural rampart-a miltWe ofrock and bram-
ole. At the entrance, / observed two
wooden crosses. There, as my guide in
formed me, was TO end Cecca. There
she reigned and revellcd in the wild rio,
lof ga mind o'erthro~h:"--on that spo
her light of reason had been quenchce
lor ever. With emotion amounting al
most to terror, l approachcd--shc was
not there. A couch of withered fern; .
missbapen cross, rudeIy carved In Tho
wall; and few faded flowers, were al
that the cavern contained. On the walls
could still observe the blackencd marks
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