Southern telegraph., 1836-07-01

several voices in the crowd, which had
been drawn to the spot, denOunce him a.
the assassin. Karl gave himself up for a
lost man. He attempted to explain the mat
ter, but he did It in such acOnEused manner,
and trembled 50 violently that many OF the
byslanders, who knew him 10 be a peaeea-
bic and inoaensive young man, now con-
sidered him guilty, in short, be was i'm
mediately hurried of to prison as muir
derer. Here he was lell TO feel the hor-
rOrs Of his miserable situation: he paced
his dungeon with throbbing heart and
racking brain, and thought on his blighted
hopes and his sweetheart, who he felt per-
suaded would erase his very name from
her remembrance. He had, however, the
melancholy satisfaction to find that this
was not the case; Elizabeth was soon at the
prison, where, in the arms Of her lover she
endeavored to whisper the comfort she
herself so much needed, But the 'genile
reader" as 10 all such cases, is requested
to imagine the grief of couple under such
aifliction.
The next day came, and priest was
ushered into Karl's prison. There was
something inthe countenance of the eccle-
siastic which the prisoner did not fancy
his gray, sharp, twinkling eye had more oi
cunning than of sanctity in it, and his whole
manner was unprepossessing. His subse-
uuent advice corroborated the prisoners
suspicious.
'Karl Wynck," said the priest, "you are
lost man unless you make bold effort tor
deliverance."
"That is too true, father; but see no
means of escaping from this dungeon, from
which shall soon be dragged to the scattO.d.
Oh! sis terrible to have ones name pro-
nounced with horror by the good and scott
ed at by the wicked; but ! die innocent OF
murder"
"This is but idle prating, my son" inter
rupted the priest; "wiIl you profit by my ad,
vice, OF will you die that death you dread
so much?" q,
81 would fain hear your counsel father"
"Hearken, them" rejoined the priest;
"thc keeper If the jaiI has a son who was
this day married, and the wedding VIII be
kept in the rooms Above: an hour tei2Fe
milni.ht every one will lie engaged in the
rcve', except iho man wh5so duty Itis tosoe
ill s1f4. When he enters your dung a,
uee Ihis knife rosoutely--vhy; "H1: a,f J.
he 10y" cried iha priest, ,o9t '9.l5 -L.
already pslld features hcccne sui PtioF'
ooh father" said the poor prisoner
"counsel me not thus; that would indeed be
murder-I cannot do it." -.
"Fool!" muttered his adviser, as his thln
lin curled with scorn: sis it for such as NEE
to judge of sin or virtue hast thou no' iearu
how Moses slew the Egyptian who smo'e
his countryman? was that"-Karl hearo
no more.
"Begoner' he cried, "begone, temptcr!
have heard how the blessed Saint Anthony
which hcso' hv devils who affected sancti-
ty, and Lcgin to fear that thou art one OF
that hellish legion. Begone, | say" The
priest (or devil if you please) smiled anoth-
er dark smile. and his eyes cleaned like
bright Goals of fire.
'Gdiot," he muttered; as he turned upon
his heels, "thou art lost! Perish in thine
own obstinacyw
Karl heard the door close upon his visI-
ter, and falling upon his knees, uttered a
PRAYER to heaven.
The stranger who had been killed was
not known to any Of the town's-peopIe' lie
had that day arrived at Amsterdam, and
from his appearance was Judged to be gen.
tIeman. Karl was put upon his trial, and
the evidence against him icing deemed
conclusive, he was condemned to die. In
vain did he urge his innocence; in vain dc
he repeat his story ofthe combat between
the tw, cavaliers, and how the SLAYER hat
procured the weapon with which he hac
DESTROYED his antagonist; and equally valr
were the numerous testimonials of good con
duct and sobriety which his neighbors Ten
dered in his favor. Poor Karl was con
demned to die; and, though pitied by ma
nv, was thought deserving the fate to which
he had doomed another.
/ The day of execution arrived, and har
took leave of his dear Elizabeth with
,, bursting heart; but he resolved to NEE
death like man, and walked with firn
step TO the place Of death. Ascending th'
! scaffoId, he looked with hurried glanc'
upon the vast crowd which had ASSEMBLIES
to see him die. A body Of the town-guar
: surrounded the scafoId to keep Oft tn
. thrcng which completely filled the square
! ! while every window and house-toP was oc
!. cupied by the burghers and their tam'lle,
I The melancholy sound Ofthe death-be
] mingled with the murmur Of the lmmens
I crowd, from which Karl endeavoured to
vert his fate; but, as he did so, his eve res
al IN the athletick figure and stern feature
: Of the executioner, whose brawny arm
! barred to the elbows, reposed on his hug
two-handed sword, which, already unsheatl
ed. cleaned brightly in the mornings SUI
y "Alas!' thought Karl, "what PrePer'
e ton for the deeth Of poor tailor!
le A priest, unobserved, assembled the sea
a fold and knet by his side: it was he wa
visited him in prison.
] "Karl Wynck," whispered the temple
= ~ can save thee even now"
y nHown murmured the tailor, his blo'