Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1843-11-04

Inc lovely invalid turned quickly, and
her eyes beamed with Joy as they rested
on him. "Oh, brother" she murmured,
"you are come at las,!'
The young man turned away his face,
and wept for a minute in silence. At
length, looking up, and addressing the
nurse, who had followed him into the ROOM
he asked, "When did this fearful change
take placer"
"About two hours SINCE" replied the
woman. "Mademoisee while sitting on
the fauteuil at the window, was seized
with violent fit of coughing, and ruptured
blood-vessel. The bleeding was incon-
siderable, yet it reduced her to this weak
ness"
Brother" said the invalid family, and
claspng his hand, she looked up implor-
ingly in his face.
"Do not suffer her to speak," said the
nurse.
81 must'' replied the young girl; and by
the slight pressure of her fingers Leonard
knew that she had something on her mind
He motioned the old woman to withdraw;
she objected that it would be dangerous to
allow her patient to talk. But glance at
Leonard's face of despair convinced her
that he thought his sister beyond hope, and
that even the chance of prolonging her
feeble life was scarcely sufficient to Justify
them in withstanding her wishes. The
nurse left the apartment
beloved Eulale!' repeated Leonard,
again bending over his sister.
"Brotherp exclaimed she, with an energy
that startled him; brother, l have seen
him.
Him! whom?-Oh, heaven!" sobbed the
youth. Eulalie motioned for some drops
that stood on the table. Leonard poured
some from the phial, and administered
them; they seemed to revive her. She
spoke in a stronger voice, and less inter-
ruptedly.
II saw him-the Marquis de Verneuil."
"The villain" groaned her brother.
"Yes-he is so, Leonard, or he could not
have acted as he has DONE" said Eulalie,
with strange calmness. "To deceive
young girl like me by false marriage, and
then desert her"
"His life shall pay for it," said Leonard,
in voice of agony.
"Not SOP cried Eulalie. "Would such
revenge profit mel Hear me, Leonard.
The hand of death is upon me, and, ere
die, l have boon to ask. But, before |
name it, you must promise-promise me
solemnly, on your knees, Leonard, and be-
fore God, that you will never attempt his
life. Leave to the Almighty Judge the
punishment of my wrong. Leonard, prom
Use me. 1t is Eulalie's last prayer but
one"
Leonard hesitated, but, adured again
and again, he kneIt down and took the re-
quired oath.
Now hear me-" said his sister, "for my
strength is failing, and the moments are
numbered in which | can speak at all. |
saw the Marquis de Verneuil from yon
window. He drove past in his chariot, and
beside him was seated a beauteous lady,
whom / Judged, from the fond look with
which he regarded her. he means to make
his bride. Leonard, | do not envy her,
but is it wrong to wish that / could leave
the world as the wife, not as the outcast
mistress of him who once loved me? OF
the rights of wife | have been cruelty
defrauded-would he not give them to me
for few moments! should not live to de-
lay his second nuptials Oh, brother, would
he not!"
The emotion that accompanied these
words showed how near her heart lay the
request. Leonard answered not till she
had again urged it, and besought him to
make her death happy by bearing her petit
ton to the marquis. The shades of even
ing were falling-there was no time to be
lost.
speed, brother" said the low pleading
voice of Eulalie, "for, sure | am, that to-
morrow's sun will not behold me living.
Bring him to my bedside, that may for
give him-and be, for but the closing mo-
ment of my lfe-his bride. Go, Leonard;
but, whatever may happen, remember your
oathw
And, summoning the nurse to watch by
the couch of the dying girl, the young
man left his sister On his strange errand to
the Chateau de Verneuil, some miles dist
ant from Paris. To the burning impotence
of his spirit, the fleet horse he rode went
slowly; and, though yet early in the evening,
it seemed to him that hours passed before
he reached the chateau. His horse was
wet with foam as he dismounted at the
gates. Those gates were not solitary; a
group of gallant steeds were led to and
fro by gaily- dressed menials, and one or
two lately arrived guests, with rustllng
plumes, and broidered nantes, were ad-
mitted as he approached. Light streamed
from the diamond shaped panes of the
castle. and rich music floated on the air.
The young marquis held sumptuous feast,
and entertained the aristocracy of Paris.
| For an instant there was pause in the
music; some toast was proposed; then there
was burst of applause, presently drowned