Iowa news. [volume] (Dubuque, Upper Mississippi Lead Mines, Wisconsin Territory) 1837-1841, 1838-03-03
We subjoin a sketch Of

and fortune. We subjoin sketch Of
this scene.
Scarcely had four months elapsed,
however, when fresh preparations were
made for her marriage, and day fixed
| for the nuptials. The hour came; and
behold. in the conventional language
used on such occasions, the happy pair.
| the brides maid and numerous party,
assembled in the chapel of the palace.
The bishop oficia,ed.
"The ceremony had already COM
menced, and the rite was on the point
of being ratified by that mystical type
of union--the ring-when figure
burst through the collected crowd a.
bout the doors! figure more like a
spectre than man. So great change
had taken place in him, from wild and
savage life that he had been leading a.
mong the mountains, the privatons he
had endured, and the neglect of his per-
son, that no one would have recogni-
zed him for the observed of all observ-
ers, the once elegant and handsome
Mascalbruni. His hair, matted like
The name Of wild beast, streamed o.
yer his face and bare neck. His cheek
was fallen, his eyes sunken in their
sockets; yet in them burned as two
dark caves, fierce and sombre fire
His lips were tremulous and convulsed
with passion; his whole appearance, in
short, exhibited the same diabolical
rage and thirst for vengeance that had
electrified the sale d'arn7es in his me-
morable conflict. He advanced straight
to the altar with long and hurried steps,
and, tearing aside the hands of the cou-
pie, the ring fell over the communion
rails to the ground. So profound was
the silence, SO great the constcrnati0
and surprise the sight of this appar-
ton created in the minds of all, that
the sound of the ring, as it rolled along
the vaulted pavements, was audibIy
heard. 1t was an omen of evil augury
a warning-voice from the grave, TO tell
of the death Of promised joys--of
hopes destroyed-of happiness forever
crushed. He stood wildly waving his
arms for few moments between the
pair, looking as though they had been
transformed into stone, more like two
statues kneeIing at the tomb than at
the altar. Then he folded his arms, ga
zed with a triumphant and CHASTITY
smile at the bride, said, or rather NUT
tered, sMinc she isn' then turning to
the bridesro ON, with sheer Of scorn
and mockery, he howled, Mine she
has been! now we'd her!'
"With these laconic words he turn
ed on his heel and he regained, with
out interruption, the portal by which
he had entered. So suddenly had all
this passed, so paralyzed and panic
stricken were the spectators and audi
encc of this scene, that they could
scarcely believe it to be other than
dream, till they saw the bride extend
ed without sense or motion, on the
steps. Thus was she borne, the SER
vice being unconcluded, TO her cham
Der. The ceremony wasprivatel y COM
pleted the ensuing day.
"No domestic felicity attended the
Inflated union. 1t was poisoned by
doubts and suspicious and imbittered
by hememory of Mascalbru ni's words.
Mine she has been!' contin ually rung
in the husbands ears; and on the an
niversary of that eyentful day, after
lingering illness of many months,
martyr to disappointment and chagrin,
he sank unto an untimely grave"