Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1846-06-17

, OF OUR DERAL cow
E SDAY, JUNE n, 1886
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lodging, and she bent her steps thitherward.
On her calling at the gate, it was quickly
openedtand she was shown to room in
which sat an old man in an easy chair; be-
fore hinlswere spread outnewspapers, PAM
phlets, c., as ifhe could no satisfy him
EseIf hy perusing either. He, however, re-
lGei very nrteouslX. and gave her
asstira a1ce that she was welcome to the best
the house afforded She told him she
should be very much obliged to him for a
nights lodging in his castle-that she was
intending to go to castle Delarron on the
following day, and proceeded to enquire the
distance. He told her the distance, and
that his son was going there in the NOR
ming, and that he could carry her as well
as not. He then called servant, as it
was getting late, to show her to her room.
In the morning when she came down
and entered the room, she found the old
man already there, and another person
whose face she could not see, as he sat with
his back towards the door, but she conclu-
ded that he was the son of whom she had
heard the old man speak the night before
When she entered the old man accosted
her very kindly, and turning to his son, he
told him that there was the young lady of
whom he had been speaking. The son a.
rose and turning to the nun, extended his
hand with all cordiality; but VIII at was the
astonishment ofold Devender (for the read
er has undoubtedly recognized him in our
good host) when he saw his son turn dead
ly pale and draw back his hand, while the
young lady uttered piercing Shrek and
fell to the floor.
The reader is, perhaps, somewhat sur
prised at the sudden indisposition of the la
dy, when, as you doubtless suppose, receiy-
ing an introduction to a perfect stranger
But such was not the case, gentle reader;
for our lady of the veil not only beheld in
young Deyender, an acquaintance, but
one whom she had long since supposed to
be dead-the base and cruel Laville. Start
not, reader, nor say it is impossible; for La
velle was either before her, or his spirit had
| rised from the tomb, and that | consider to
be more improbable than his actual exist
ence. The fact was that when our pres.
ent heroine supposed she had killed Lavelle,
she in reality only wounded him sufficient
ly to produce exhaustion, and when she
supposed him dead, he had only tainted
from the loss of blood, in which situation
he was found by one of his companions,
who by administering cordials and binding
up his wound, succeeded in restoring him.
1t was however slowly though gradually
that he regained his strength, and when he
had sufficiently recovered he returned to
Devender castle, where he had since stay
ed and has been introduced to the reader by
his real name, Devender; Lavelle being
an assumed name by which he was called
when associating with the gang with whom
we first found him. ....
After Alfred left Liona, on the morni ne
Of the duel, he became silent and Thoughtful.
He did not speak during their journey un-
til they came in sight of the field; he then
spoke to one of his companions, and told
him that if he should fall he wished him to
carry to Liona golden ring which he pre-
sented him.
"Give this to her if fall" said he, sand
with it my best wishes;i ifI do not, then you
| o,,, ro+,,rn n to mo ,,
He said no more but hastened forward
until hearrived at the appointed field, d,where
he found Devender on the ground waiting
for him. The sun was nearly set and il
became necessary that they should take
their places Immediately, and each with
loaded pistil stood ready to fire when the
word should be given. At length the WORD
fire was pronounced by one Of the ser.
wants, and they turned and fired. But
there was only one report; for Alfred still
held his .spistol undischarged in his hand
Devender had fired, but his ball merely
grazed the left arm of Alfred.
"That shot answers the demand Of the
challenge on your part" said Alfred, "bu
have not yet returned it, and | will not
if youwill ask your life before these wit
nessess." L.. hasa.
81 will do" said the now cowerin}
Devender. ny fD
"Nay, on your knees" said Alfred, ''ol
this instant my ball will salute your brain.
1t was sufficient. The order was imme
diately obeyed and Devender on his knees
begged him to spare his life. vf,o, ,,-
"Thou hast done WE'LL" said Alfred, ''now
mark; see you not that small dark spot,
pointing to an cak about twenty yards dis
tant, on which there was bunch Of mos.
the size ofa half eagle. "Mark we'll tha
spot, and anticipate your fate, had you no
asked your ife." 4#r
j Saying this he raised his hand and fret
the spot was gone-the ball had struck it
and on examination was found to'be lodge'
in its very centre. All was wonder an,