Tri-weekly journal., 1847-09-18

truction; it was sickening to see here and there
a CHASTITY mass of flesh and crushed bones,
which by some huge shot, had been thus trans
formed from life and beauty; but soldiers must
sicken at nothing in times like these.
l saw no more Of my young friend G.;
yet during this time had thought of him. and
his deep anxiety, and inwardly prayed that for
his sake, as well as for the cause of humanity,
shewas spared. Oh, it was narrowing
thought, as we fired those showers of she'll and
shot amongst them, that the innocent, feeble
and helpless were even in more danger than
the garrison soldiers, who stood behind their
embrasures, and often fancied, and my hearts
blood curdled with the fancy, that could hear
the shrieks of the wounded and dying woman
that the pitiful cries of poor children were
born down upon the breeze. could almost
see them crushed, mangled, dying, dead Oh
God save me from witnessing the lombard
ment ofany inhabited city, at least, if so, let
there be none but men within its walls.
When the city was apitulated, / entered with
the rest, who were sent to take formal possess
ion, and found the street which led towards
the quay facing the castle, where we were di-
rected to march, led directly past the palace
which c. had pointed out as that Of Don
Ignatio Corrullo. As looked upon the black
ened walls, felt strong anxiety to enter it.
and try and find the fate of G---'s bethroth-
ed, and obtained leave for few minutes from
the captain. | hastily entered through the
ruined archway, which opened into the court
yard, which always centres a Spanish built
palace, and saw at a glance that c. had
been before me in his visit. The basin of a
large fountain was in the midst, but Gen. Scott
had cut off the aqusducts which had supplied
the city fountain, and this was dry. By Its
verge, however. on broad slab of marble, sat
c., and she in his arms. paused for
an instant, as saw him and the beautiful form
which he held, for thought it indicate TO
advance at that moment, but could not &c
treat, and there seemed something so strange
in his actions, that / could not well tear my
self away, He held her still and motionless
in his arms; her long black hair fell in dishey-
elled masses down upon the cold marble, and
over partly bare and lovely shoulder; and.
though it seemed she was looking at him, forI
could see her large black eyes were open, still
he spoke not, but with fixed and strong gig.
looked down upon her. d.
slowly advanced; he could have heard my
footsteps, but he raised not his head; he did MOI
seem 10 cara W he thar fr;a,,J - e..
l bent over him and her. looked down upon
her beautiful FACET was as pale as the mar.
BILE on which she rested; gazed in those black
eyes; they were lakes of beauty frozen over
with the ice Of death-opsn but not lustrous.
Hooked down upon her swelling bosom, un-
covered by the disarangement of herdress, and
CHASTITY wound, of black and horrible rough
ness, showed how she had died. A piece Of
iron shell had cloven a rent in her bosom,
through which her soul had sped to a kinder
world than this. In one hand she clenched a
locket. looked upon it and recognized the
miniature of c.. Oh, God what a sight
was this So young, so beautiful, loving and
beloved-yet gone, gone forever, in such o
way!
laid my hand upon G-.-s shoulder, and
spoke TO him; then, for the first time he look
ed up, and saw, that in him there was
change almost as great as in her. Pale as death
his eyes were fixed and strong in their almost
maniac glare, his lips bloodless-coldbi big drops
Of sweat on his pallid brow, oh! who could
describe his looks! He spoke not-his eyes
again fell upon her form. than which lovelier
never was pressed to the bosom of man.
| could stand the scene no longer. Irushed
forthwith and joined my company, instantly
sending word to two of G-'s messmates
where they might find him, and begging them
to go to his assistance.
The next day sent aboard of his ship to ia
quire after his health, and heard, to my sorrow,
that he was confined to his bed, from feves
and that feeble hopes were entertained of his
recovery.
learned from one Of his shipmates that G.
had become acquainted with Donna Anita
on former cruise; that mutual love had arisen,
been confessed by both parties. and they werc
to be united at the close of the war
And this, oh, God! is ,cari These are the
scenes which the pen of history must record Of
men who live in the nineteenth century of the