New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1842-06-29


oh. nothing, Rodolfo," answered the gcner-
Gus and drspairing girl. Believe it sll-bcie7e
I ALL wish to die-and to die near you, Al.
your feet. by YOUR hard, Is all that can now
hope for; il is all you could grant ne, Rodolfo.
Bot bear me for an instant. | deserve. think,
same pity, though Tor such az ! am the world bas
litle compassion to srare. Il know, little, and
it cares less hat virtue what 1--we, what courage,
9r devotion, NAV remain 10 u. When | {
child was Il unendicaH;; at sixteen years found
myself in tie world without bread. | Wa picked
up from the streets by some OF your great iord'-
they relieved me from hunger to plunge me into
ice. | know what will be said-you should have
lied Of huuger-as If Il vas easy To die IT
hunger al sixteen. Yes. al compassion = tor the
great the noble. the fortunate; II they weep. you
cansole ihcm-if they de ~, you excuse them.
They may weep-thcy may complain; for u, no
ate /. 10, severe. Poor wretch go on--un--
utter no cOmplsnt-cOnceai your ,sars-alI the
world j. against you. Woman OF Yleaslre YOU
are made 20 suffer.
She sank her lead within The palm, Of her hands,
,rd remained silent for few moments. Then
raising her face ard dGshiHg the tears from sSr
eyes. .be continued, d" But the heart lived On.
-anno, make Won comprehend me; but needed
q. my sole salvation. that should have some one
tn love. was to the world-no matter What;
bat al felt witiin--who 10 receive II. who
wa, 10 know IT, how was IL to i've unless there was
come one person to whom could be noble. gener-
ou, devoted say not this to turn YOU iroiu your
resolution 10 aFpcase yOnr anger. IL i not pos
.ible YOU can love me YOU say you never nave
But q Rodolfo To what pOint Of madness The
poor girl who now sIcah, has loved ygH-whcn
m dead YOU NAV. perhaps. know And II Wa
all the while 10 you--a mere dl-tracton-a pas
tiuc--so il seem. -
Rodoiio imp.iicnily broke in upon ,!4esc passion
ate regret, OF the poor Th-hia. reminding her u
tie .tory which the mad Dame had reported to
him. and again demanding To know if she mad a'y
thing 20 say IL it, contradiction.
"Wcn." sail Thi-bia ia de- air, for he saw
that the mind of Rodsiio did not rest moment
upon her: ..woll. she told you true-l did revenge
rny.elf: poisoned her. It l. who Killed her
You comics. it, then" cried Rodolio: "you
even boast j, -
Yes. it /. ] vino dil it-sirike-it j. | Who
allied her; strike. say
Rodofo plunged the dagger H. her ,ide--she tell.
Give ne your hand, ltodolto.' sad Tie fallen
and diving girl. "Oh, leave me this hand she
said As h. attempted to extficaic It from her hold
At thi. moment the voice Of Catarna Wa, heard
from the couch on which She lay Redolio ran to-
ward. her. AID ciaspcd her in his arms.
- Great God thou at living" he cried, Row
hast thou been saved -
BY me. "-said Ihisbia. erdeavorirg % raise
herself BY me for thee -
In vain did Rodolfo run to the expiring girl;
all succor useless all hi, passionate regret un-
ayaiing. Co. she said, thy Caiariua give
Yourself up to joy forget that lam here. have
deceived the podcsta. gave narcotic instead
of poison. Horses ready. H. three hour,
you will be out of the power Of Venice. She j.,
free dead to'thc podo,ta: dead il TIE estimation
of all the world-lying only for you. Have not
done well. Rodolfo1"
He hung, lihe one distracted. oy,r the generous
and expiring Thisbia: "Ah," said she with n
flint smile, which recalled, for the lust time, the
exquisite grace and gaie,y of one of tho most i.'-
cnaiing of women "you will think OF me some
times, will YOU mott After all, You will say she
was good girl that Thisbia. Let me say once
more, my Rodolio-adeu. my Rodolfo;' and,
still holding the hand OF Rsdolfo, she breathed hcr