Sunbury American and Shamokin journal. [volume] (Sunbury, Northumberland Co., Pa.) 1840-1848, 1847-06-12
WOMAN REvENGh.
TALL OF VENICE.

lance the moon threw its soft light upon the
dark towers OF De Vases. Venice, the lovely
Venice, the seat Of joy and luxury, was hushed;
its streets were oil vacant and not a footstep
broke the stiffness Of night. 1t was the hour
when the stranger might gaze on i,s noble "a.
laces through the dim inist or night, and. wrapt
in wonder and awe, exclaim-this is indeed
| bright land The distant bell of St Dominic
tolled the midnight hour, as a gondoa suddenly
made iis appearance beneath the bridge Of Signs;
It neared the shore. and from it stepped female
form. Closely wrapping her mantle around her
she ascended the path that led to the bridge.
She had just reached it, when the sound of foot.
steps broke upon her ear and going behind
one of the abutments, where she was free from
discovery, she swaited thei. coming. They
soon approached the bridge, and were those OF
young and gaan, cavalier, with his arm en-.
twned round a female FORM
NAY, Donnczetti.' exclsimed the cavalier
pnusng, believe not what the world says, I
swear love thee. ard none other. Be mine
then sweet one!'
Gladly would |, Antonio but my sire will
not bestow his child to one who loves another
'Tis rumored Estelle, the handsome E>tclle, is
your future BRIDE"
ilandsofne " echoed the youth.--'Ilandsom
no, so handsome as thee. Estelle WAS never
my choice, Donnezc,ti. Thou dost not believe
these tiles p
| Believe them echoed Donnczrtti, clasping
her arms around the cavaliers neck. Believe
;h,m! Oh no you love none o,her. Donne.
ze,t is alone your choice, and she is unworthy
! OF IT,
Unworthy Of il! never. sweet one But
hark already las our cathedral bell ,oled The
hour Of midnight the breeze IS spriug>ng, and
dsrk clouds hover DER our headr. Let US a..
way /; Tomorrow night be at the window that
overlooks the river; | will be there
Forget not. Antonio, whispered the maiden.
Forget" echoed the youth, as they retraced
their steps. 4 will be there, ard gaze sgaIn
upon lha, lovely fnce.'
You SHALL exclaimed the female, emerging
from her hiding place but for the last time
Twas night again; another day had dswned
and fed over Venice. The scenes Of busy life
had been enacted; the gay had again emerged
amid their p'easures; The busy had piled their
tabor well and death had mingled with the
laugh ot Joy. But bark St DorninIc's bell
tolls the midnight hour; and a light shines
on the large gothic window of the castle DIS.
ira. 1t opens; sbd sec maiden looks from
it upon the dark waters that frown beneath
'Ah, my Antonio! she exclaimed, ms a form
stood Beneath her window, thou art here
Here, echoed voice in soft whisper. 'bu,
not for long and have g,it such as Donnie.
zetti merits. A silken cord let down by thy
sweet hand will soon give il thee
The cord was lowered. Now exclaimed
Donnc ze,ti, as she clsspeH small box in her
hands, .'.is mine, Antonio =
Wis fair bridal gift. Donnzc,,i, and such
ss thou alone meriieet, who art handsomer than
Estelle'
A loud explosion echoed DER the waters, FOL.
lowed by Shrek loud and piercing and the
form of Donnezc,ti disappeared from the win.
dow
"Now, who triumphs = exclaimed a voice
that OF the mysterious female or last nigh,
hat a cavalier stood before her as che prepared
to depart.
'Ila. Esiele I! exclaimed he, starting back,
you are here :
AYE, Antonio, | have come to gaze on thy
Donnezetii, who is far lovelIer than Estelle
have seen her gszed on her. She waits fol
thee Antonio Farewell
Stay, stay, exclaimed the cavalier - But she
was lar from his reach; as he watched her dis
tant form he sighed
'Donne zett Dome le,t!' exclsiued he But
Donezett answered not. She is playing with
rude ledge that fansed the window. The
breeze had blown out the flickerine lamp; anc
as the youth lesped from the window into the
room. the moons beams discovered TO him the
Donne xet,i = exclaimed he. kneeling down b,
by her side but a loud shrek broke from hin
as he clasped her cold form. She is dead
dead = he escla med, 'and Es,ele is avenged.
Twas morning then the sun rose sweetly
on Venice and all was bus,le and gsiety. Il,
streets were thronged with oilers. The gon
, doliers piled swiftly on the waters, singing th,
rude songs. The mansions Of the nobility echo
ed with the loud laugh and dulcet wsrbiings
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