The Yazoo City Whig and political register. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 1842-1844, 1843-02-10


twelve moons have beamed upon its araye,
thou wilt lie as low. Think not 10 escape,
the heavens are brass on which il is record
ed We shall meet again when thou least
|expectest sitP' With noiseless step, Ber-
thea Won AlbuFg glided out into the dark
ness.
Another lapse of years, and in tie sarae-
apartment where we first beheld her, the
wasted form Of the once stately and beauti
lful Sophia of Lell, Teposes on a low couch,
whose crimson drapery sheds over the pale
Features glow, bright and warm as they
were in youth, but the brow is funowed, the
golden tresses have fallen from the head
they adorned, and the very fountain Of tears
/ is dried in those dim and sunkem eyes
| Bending over her, watching with mothers
anxiety, the gentle breathings that. tell Of
peaceful s'umber, is one who never left her
in all the sorrows and trials of an eventfal
life. Upon her too, had time and suffering
done their work. Stern and why had be-
come the features of Berthea Won Alburg;
and wild, naggard expression was in her
eyes, for the wrongs of Sophia Of Zell, had
burned like fire into tho heart and brain Of
the devoted Zingaro. For her sake, she
had renounced love, rank, and every worldly
advantage; for her sake, had humbled her
spirit TO endure Imprisonment, and shame,
until gradually determination TO avenge
her royal mistress had become tile ruling
object Of her existence. Ii was therefore,
with an almost. savage Joy. that sac saw the
time approach, when, no longer restrained
by the sweet precepts of Christian charity
impressed upon her by the dying princess
she could seek the object of her hatred, even
in his own banquet hall. Then came q
packet bearing the royal arms of England
George was proclaimed King, and he pray
ed for a reconciliation with his wife. Calm
!, y, and without betraying any emotion, So
Ephia listened TO the letter, and many minutes
} elapsed ere she said, "No! and charg,
I you Berthea TO bear my last message 10 I'll,
I King Of England, if the foul aspersions b.
: has uttered against me are true, am no
e worthy of him; if false, he is not worthy Q
: me-" With no disease but broken heart
4 Sophia Of ZelI sunk into the grave, ant
: when the last sad obseques were perform
T ed, Berthea Won Alburg disappeared foreVe
: from the spot which had witnessed the sui
T ferings Of one so lovely and beloved.
: Never, gentle reader, were materials SUI
fcont in quantity and quality for volnml
so wasted, as in the short sketch to whicl
: thou hast lent thy indulgent attention, ant
! gladly for thy instruction and amusement
{, would we have lengthed it even to book
bat our limits are prescribed, and we ca
= only say, look for moment at that royf
s equipage travelling along the skirts of
Q venerable forest, on the high road TO the al
{ cient city Of Osnaburg. How brightly til
e sun CLEANS on the silver trappings of Ii
J. steeds, and the long lances Of the men-a
e arms who form the escort. On the panne
g; of the coach, are embaZoned the arms
ID England; yes, it is George the First, an
; even now, the Joy which he feels at the deai
g of his i'll fated wife, is succeeded by a thri
~ of mortal fear, as the caValcade come SUI
lg denly upon an encampment Of The wild an
'it llawless race, more celebrated for their SKI
lS in palmstrys than or1heir virtues, and II
ne fearful prediction that his own death Wou
or speedily fellow, when Sophia ceased to Q.
ng list, rushed wildly on his mind Many
ne his retinue tempted by the cool shadow
the forest, and the prospect of unwonted.
ais musement, drew up their steeds, and Il
wv royal consent being given, many roul
Vn hand was submitted to the bright eyes al
IS; slender fingers of the merry ZiDgaros, viii
ed many loud laugh echoed through d
gh arches of the woods, as future crosses
ed love were atoned for by present kiss
err the rudy cheek Of the fortune teller.
nd aWill your majesty learn what the fates q
let willing to reyeal?n said asVoice close
m the Kings carriage. no, no, my. pre-
ING Maiden returned the monarch, while
ia lips and brow became pale as death, 81
lth bring me cup of water, and The gaerd
ght shall be yoursn He leaned back and $
I'M not the tail figure Of the gypsy who had s
was ken, nor the fierce flashing Of her eyes, |
cad hidden by the hood Of her short scarlet cloi
,est no eye saw her, as she drew the goblet
her crystal water from the spring, and dropI
ing into. il a few grains of a subtle powder ca
am ing II to foam 10 the brim and as instar
his subside; or noticed the eagerness. of
ice, gaze which she fastened on her unsusp,
hu- ing victim, as he quafed the cooling be
.ng- rege; no ear but his, heard tho low tienc
rom laugh with which she uttered tho word
red, I@We have met again, and Sophia Of Ze
bod. avenqed!n .'BeFthea Won Alburgln
the claimed the King, "Then am lost!
IS That night witnessed the expiring ago.
hast Of England's King The effects of tie
nou son he had taken, were. similar to apopl,
! + and Of that disease, history aiirmeth tia
ere died.-Ladg's Wreath.