Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1848-07-12

nau SCaTCe1y ultefed lbe WtfuS WHen
an adjacent door opened; and wlh arms
extended and dischevelled hair Manuela
reached towards me. r..
"Give him none, Maria!'' she cried;
"and you," she added. seizing 10th my
hands, s'lor God and the Saints sake, dlink
not u drop!"
AT the words, her sister Maria dropped
the mouth of the wine skin, allowing The
red liquor to gush over the floor, and dsap.
peared. The drums boat TO fall in and
tmarch. But now the suldiars, an Instant
before so joyous, sank down, one after the
other, like poisoned flies, wri,hing and be-
moaning themselves upon the stalss.and in
the passage. Manuel hung senseless up
on my arm. stopped to lay her gently
on the ground, when musket wss fired
not three PAGES behind me. looked round.
1t was the PiedmoDtise, grinning horribly
in mingled agony and exultation, as he
doubled himself like worm in the pangs
of poison. But the wfetch's aim had been
too true. Her breast pierced by the bullet,
Aiauuela fell dead beside the other victims.
How beautiful she was, even in death,
whilst her left breast poured forth in u
crimson stream the many SORROWS she had
sighed under! Poor Manuela! How pale
was now your cheek! How dife- e-ent the
last farewell kiss on your chill blue lips
from the warm and thrilling one in Caretal
THE HOSPITAL.
The militory hospital at Pampeluna was
formerly the palace Of the bishop who fed
to Don Carlos at the commencement Of the
war. Its spacious halls and corridors. were
converted into twelve wards, four of them
for wounded men, and four others for fever
patients. Each ward contained about fifty
beds, in which, upon dirty m atresses, Chris.
tino soldiers pined and suffered. Most OF
the sick of the foreign legion there gave
up the ghost. The nurses we're sisters of
the Order Of NJ Mercy; but these, like nearly
all Spaniards pertaining to the church,
were adherents of the Presender, and any,
thing but Jealous in the discharge of their
duty towards US People spoke even of the
poisoning Of soups and drinks given to the
patients-a thing certainly not impossible,
all such matters being prepared by the Sis
terhood, whose proceedings were tut care
lessly superintended.
In each of these wards during the dead
hour of the night, single lamp burned,
leaving the two extremties or the room in
darkness. The hospital being close 10 the
town wall,there was never lack of night
birds, attracted 10 the windows by the smell
Of corpses: Day and night the sisters NOV,
ed about the wards in white yei.s and black
dresses-a mass OF keys, beads and cruel.
fixes, suspended a, their side. And frequent
were the visits Of the episcopal chaplain,
Don Rafael Salvador, preceded by bell
ringing urchins, and bearing the last Sa-
crament to some expiring sinner.
Repeated bivouacs in .incement wealth.
er, and especially that of the llth March,
at the foot Of the Dos Hermanos, laid me,
on the 18th March, 1887, seven months
after the incident last related, upon sick
bed in this house of suffering.
-Four bloodletings within two days had
done something towards calming the fever
that burned in my veins, but still enough
remained 10 beset my couch with delirious
images. Grim and horrible visages, pale,
mournful figures that seemed ofmoonshine,
vaguely reminded me Of my home, scenes
from my childhood, and others from the
war in which had been for nearly two
years sharer, passed rapidly before me.
Now il was the tailor from Regensburg,
with froth on his lips, expiring on the
mountain side; then old Jose with sigh.less
eyes and pierced by dozen bullets, dane
ed ghastly fandango at my bed-loot; and
then behsld colossal breast, white and
beautiful, offering blood to drink TO hoast
of thirsty soldiers. .............
From such visions as these one nigh!
awoke and lay with my eyes fixed upon the
lamp, which hung jus. opposite 10 me, re-
volving wild and melancholy fantaces in
my fevered brain. Do wha, would, Man
uela's image continually recurred to me,
and with the strange pertinacity Of deliri-
um repeated to myself that she would
come and rescue me from my unhappy con
dition. In bed behind me, an Andalu-
sim prayed with the chaplain, who threw
red silk coyerlid over his emaciated body,
received his confession, and administered
the holy wafer. At the window screech-
owl uttered its annoying cries. Upon a
bed opposite to me sick German sang
"Jetzi bel der Lampe Danmerschein
Gehst du wohl in dein Kammerlein."
Further off another patient whisiled fan.
dango; and next to ME, upon my loft hand,
an unhappy creature, frantic with fever,
and bound down upon his bed with leath.
ern straps, wrought and strove till he got
rid of his coverings, and wrenched the ban
dage from his arm, which forthwith sent
up into the air spout of blood from re-
Gently opened vein. For moment the
Germans kindly song soothed and Gained
my purturbed ideas; bat suddenly Jose gave
bound before nee, and held up his fist with
frightful laugh, and yelled out like lu-
natic, "Viva Carlos QuintoE" And Manu-
sla wrung her hands till my two sisters
came and consoled and prayed with her:
Then suddenly her pale face, surrounded
by white veil, was bent down till it near
ly touched mine; and she said, in soft ten
der tones:
''Poor stranger, will you drink?'
"Yes," replied, and looked her full in
the face. Manuela it was. | we'll remem'
bered the sweet countenance, first seen in
Garcia. 1 raised myself, and would fain
have seized hold Of her, but she moved
slowly away, her rosary and gold cructfx
and black gown rustling through the room.
II was M deception. Again Manuela came