The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-06-28

man enYelopeu III mantle, who cautious
ly glided along the side of the wall De-
slrous OF avoiding this annoying meeting,
the Marquis was about crossing the street,
when the unknown paused, and seemed to
examine him attentively.
Back! cried the nobleman, placing his
hand on his sword.
'Ah! Monseigneur, Is it indeed YOU ex-
claimed the mysterious parsonage. I'VE
thought you were lost Itwas Raymond,
who was wandering around the palace of
Santa-Cruz, In quest of his master.
'Where are my people?' demanded the
Marquis.
'They have retired with the horses to
the place Mayor
sit is well-let them await me there
He then disappeared rapidly down one
OF the adjacent streets, eager to anticipate
the emissary of the Duke.
Master Pedro was an old armorer from
Toledo, who had resided some years past
in Madrid. He was in the habit, every
evening after sunset, of taking a solitary
walk IN the great square of the Cathedral,
armed with a tremendous sword and pis-
tolls in his girdle. There, those who de-
sired to avenge an injury or crafty their
hatred, sought him; and no one ever re-
pented giving him their confidence. The
most extraordinary tales were narrated of
him; and his open impunity, in spite of
his numerous examinations, led to the uni
versally entertained opinion, that even
Government had availed itself of his cour-
age. As to the rest, the high price he
placed upon his services exposed none but
tn Il,
served rather to astonish than TO alarm the
citizens of Madrid. In the meantime, the
servant oft the duke of Santa Cruz had ar
rived at the dwelling ofMaster Pedro, and
was knocking at the door. 1t finally
opened.
Master Pedro said the servant, IAN op-
portunity offers for you to gain 200 pias-
tres tonight. VIII you follow me and
allow me to bandage your eyes!'
Willingly, replied Pedro, taking his
weapons
Domingo then bound handkerchief a.
round his head, and leading him forward,
conducted him by the arm. Upon their
arrival at the palace, the bandage was ia
ken from his eyes. Pedro found himself
in the apartment where Isabella sat bound.
At the sight of this fearful being, his face
almost covered with his shaggy beard, the
Duchess shook with terror.
Domingo said the Duke, who had not
Quilted the chamber, go, and forbid my
servants TO move, whatever sounds they
may hear Then turning to the Duchess,
Now Madame added he, prepare to die.
AS to you, Master Pedro, said the old
Duke, Il would observe, that no one of
my servants would dare raise his hand a.
gainst his mistress, and for myself, my
wrist has no longer the steady nerve re-
quisite to strik sure blow; have there
fore sent for you to inaict my vengeance
upon my wife
'Monsegneur, replied Pedro, making
with his sword that of the old Duke spring
to the extremity OF the apartment, attack
men, who can defend themselves; as for
women, protect them. Instantly unbind
discharge that Office in your stead
The Duke, confounded by the audacity
of these words, at first attempted to re-
gain his sword; but Pedro confronted him
so resolutely, with his drawn weapon, that
he was compelled to yield and obey.
Now Senora,' said Pedro, approaching
Isabella, fly-there is a silken ladder hang
ing from the balcony; and horse, ready
saddled, awaits you III the place Mayor!'
But Isabella, overcome with surprise,
could not withdraw her eyes from those of
the bravo. 'Ah! you are right, said he,
drawing off his glove, and presenting his
tablets to the Duchess. Il forgot to give
you the means of finding me, in case you
should again need my assistance. Isabel
la received the tablet mechanically; but
casting her eye upon Pedro's hand, she
beheld the ring which sparkled on his fin
ger.
Great God.' exclaimed she, recognizing
the Marquis. She then fled precipitately
by the window.
After sufficient time had elapsed to cna-
bic the Dutches to battle all pursuit, the
false bravo turned to the old Duke, who
had remained until this moment silent from
excess of rage and fury.
Monsieur lie due said the Marquis,
.you will excuse poor Pedro, who out of
TO me, has been, for the last hour,
the streets OF Madrid He
then followed the Duchess.
The Duke of Santa-Cruz, reused from
his lethargy by these words, seized his
sword and ran to the balcony; but the
ladder was gone, and there was no longer
any one in the street. The old man died
with rage during the night, and some few
months later, the Marquis de VIlle |
kranchc, iAe husband of Isabella, depart |
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