Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1841-04-01
BATH MAINE, THURSDAY MORNING. APRIL l. 1S41
NO. 1.


seeing that the young woman had buried her
face in her hands-'Pardon me, madam, said he.
with duplicating and agtated voice, Il have
afflicted you, but it was unavoidable Now
you aware why wished to avoid a person
whose presence recalled to me the death of my
! friend
'llow you must have hated me > exclaimed
the marchoness, bathed in tears
NO, madam; for knew that you did every.
thing in your power to prevent their duel; that
you even went to the place of rendezvous
TOO late sir-too late =
THE fault was not yours, and Adds mother
rendered you full Justice she did not accuse
you in the agony of her grief, but the young
mans imprudence, which had exposed him to
the Baron Roceas sword. All, how often have
| condemned him for having ventured, in the
chances of duel, life full of hope in the fu-
ture then did not know the anguish of al
ways finding near the person beloved face
whose impassibility insults our sufferings-of
hearing, whenever her voice is heard, the voice
of another who answers her with familiarity!
Now comprehend why Adj preferred certain
death to tortures such as these for /, a man of
thought and reveres as am, who never touch
ed sword in my life, I feel thirst for shedding
blood challenge is on my lips, and IIwish
to be placed opposite to my adversary, sword in
hand to acquire the right of loving exclusively
| to myself
Alferis voice had risen as he spoke, his pale
| face was flushed, and, on pronouncing these last
words, his hand was outstretched as if he had
grasped a sword the warehouses made an in
voluntary motion to stop him.
sAh you need not fear,' rejoined he with a
bitter smile; Il have devoured my anger. What
right had to provoke a rival Jealousy is only
permitted to him who hope for a return to
his affection. And yet continued he, after
short pause, what risk should run in duel,
Is there not terrible engaged between me
and my malady and well know what will be
the issue of that
The marchioness had insensibly drawn closer
to him. Her looks fixed upon the poets
detected countenance with an indescribable ex-
preston of compassion, and she said, in voice
trembling with emotion, Good heaven what is
the matter with you''
DO you ask me? Do you not know both the
cause and the cure' Nothing but a little affec-
ton which might inspire me with the desire to
live ; for instant had imagined | had found
it; then breathed more freely; l felt all the
vlgor of my youth return, because was happy;
but it only lasted few days, for l preceiyed
that my hopes were groundless.
who told you so''
| Blanca = exclaimed he .have | understood
you' Speak, beseech you-for PHYS sake.
| speak
| The Warehouses was about to answer; but
she suddenly uttered cry of terror, and tore
| herself from his embrace. The count raised his
eyes; Mariana was standing at the cornor of the
parterre.
| The Genoese bowed coldly. On seeing HIM
the marchoness had fallen back motionless on
the bench, he advanced, and without appearing
to notice her emotion, enquired after her health
with impossible politeness
AS for Alfer the arrival of this man at the
moment that he was about to receive an avowal
which he had long and ardently sought
after, had at first drawn from him gesture of
anger; but his attention soon attracted to.
wards Blanca, who by her looks appeared to be
supplicating Marliano Alferi felt all his
doubts return invisible instinct pointed out
this man to him as his rival, and he resolved to
do his utmost to verify his suspicious. He OBJ
served to the marchioness that 1t was time to 90
TO the spring, and he offered to escort her
there
Il thank you, SIR said the marchioness with
embarrassment; Il remain here but do not let me
interfere with your arrangements
my arrangements are yours, madam said the
count; you know 1.-THE only hours that l en-
JOY, are those which pass with you.
Il see, count, that you would succeed quite as
well in madrigals in tragedy replied the
marchioness with effort.
Afer shook his head. do not rail, l be-
seech you, at the expression of a sentiment
which you know to be sincere said he you
cannot mistake the cause of the change which
your presence has worked in me. Before
knew You was unhappy, wearied with all that
vain applause which is called glory. saw you
melancholy. fatigue, all disappeared. You
have acted on me as the rays of the sun on a
dropping plant-I owe you my very existence
{ Sir > exclaimed the marchioness, terrified !;
and then she turned her eyes upon Marliano,
but he remained calm and motonless.
Alferi had watched her looks and her move.
ments.
you will excuse me- rejoined he, turning TO-