Madison Whig advocate. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1839-1841, 1839-06-29
rhe Bride of Milan.
4 True and Thrilling Story.
nv MISS Waller.

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BY Mss wALKER
I, wasa dark, dreary morning, in De-
-.-aher-Tbe ground was covered with
800, and The bleak wind was bowling
~ ternfc gusts through the streets. Yet
5esnite the inclemency of the weather,
-rowds of persons, of all classes, and a.
rnonrst them many of the weaker sex,
might be seen hurrying towards the Place
ID Grere.
The circumstances which had called
fr an expiation of life at the altar of JUS
ice. are briefly as folIows,-and,b blended
With the strong love of excitement, so
universal amongst the French, account
10 some degree, for the eager curiosity
Hscernable in the multitude, now hasten
ng to the awful spectacle of fellow
creature, in the full flush Of health and
strength, being plunged into the gulf of
On unknown eternity.
/ The crime for which Victor d'Aubigny
vas doomed to suffer was forgery. Re-
4 moHstrances, petitions, interest, all had
been tried to avert the fatal penalty.
The offence was one of frequent occur
renee, and must be checked, even at the
costly sacrifice of human life. Victor
l. Aubigny possessed the distinction of
having, up TO the period of his crime,
borne a bIameIess character. From
their earliest youth, a close intimacy
bad subsisted between himself and Au-
guste de Biren Similarity of age and
pursuits both being intended for the
army-united them more than congeni-
atty Of disposition; for the generosity
Of Victor bore little resemblance to the
cold, suspicious, vindictive nature of
Augusie. They were alike only in their
pursuit of pleasure, though even in the
prosecution of this, the taste of each
took a different bias. The strong and
feyersh excitement of the gaming TIA
BE TOO we'll suited the eager tempera-
ment of Victor. He who, in the midst
Of the most profligate capital of the
world, had strength to resist all other
aluremenls, fell ready prey to that
vice. whose fatal indulgence had often
paved the way for the commission of al
most every crime.
Aupuste. on the other hand, stunning
The dazzling salons of play, was night
" visitant of the metropolitan theatres
not to ENJOY the wit of Moliere, or the
genius of Racine, but 10 watch the airy
movements of some fgurante IN the bal
Jet. As thew advanced TO manhood, the
success Of d'Aubigny in society called
PerpetualIv into play the evil passions OF
his companion, whose feelings gradually
changed from friendship TO dislike, and
deepened into hatred, implacable and Bit
ter. on the refusal of his hand by lady,
VINO assigned as the reason mad though
unreturned passion for his friend. Au-
guste controlled his resentment outward
ly, and left Paris.
Victor, at this period, was betrothed
to lovely bat porlionless girl. and the
day for the nupiials was fixed. A few
evenings previous, be entered one of the
gambling establishments with which Pa
RS abounds. Enough; he was tempted
10 play, and in a short time found HIM
sell loser TO double the amount of all
the ready money he could command.
ne rushed from the house In state OF
Phrenzy The money must be paid on
The following day. To whom could he
apply! Auguste, who might have as
sisted him, was in England, whittier he
had gone to be present at the debut of a
celebrated danseuse. He suddenly re-
collected that his friend had left a large
sum at his bankers. ForgetfuI, in the
desperation of the moment, of every
hing but escape from present embar-
rassment, he forged cheque for the sum
required. II was duly honored-but his
Doom was sealed.
he Instantly wrote to apprize dc BIZ
ron Of wha. he had done, pleading, In
mitigation, that they had often shared
me same purse, and binding himself to
return the money at the soonest possible
period.
NO reply was given to his letter.
iIne new onward-the day for his mar
mage arrived. The solemnity was over
when, as the party were leaving the
enurch, d'Aubigny was arrested on the
'aarge of forgery.
he trial and condemnation rapidly
succeeded, and the day of execution
ua"ned too soon. Victor met his death
AMY and resignedIy. But il is moi
I'm HIM our tale has TO dot is with
M, the beautiful, the bereaved one
sas Isabelle d'Aubigny. the convict's
S''oe- From the poriod when the pro-
nuigaiion Of his sentence rung in her
sars, 10 that moment when the fatal
-Ae iell on the throat of its victim, nc
ign, nor tear, nor word had escaped her
very faculty seemed suspended BY
misery. The last long embrace OF hel
aasoand-the wild choking sob which
'lrst from him, as she left his cell ths