Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1849-01-20

wherever she was seen but. at last, some
thing in her manner and countenance
whenever one particular person appeared,
or his name was mentioned, betrayed that
there did exist being who had discovered
the secret of causing the blood to flow more
tumultuously through her veins. That per-
son was Don Alvar de Soils and as he was
young, handsome, gay, and the most in
consistent gallant in Seville, the suspicious
of Vesale were painfully aroused. He
took silent note of the unusual emotions
that agitated Isabella, whenever that noble
man was in her presence.
The general conduct of Don Alvar was
calculated to battle suspicion, being marked
by Indifference. This would have misled
the vigiant husband, had he not, on one
occasion when his back was turned towards
Don Alvar, perceived him, in an opposite
mirror, fix his kindling eyes upon Isabella,
with an expression not to be mistaken,
while she grew red and pale by turns, and
then, as though unable to surmount her ag-
itation, rose and left the room. Shortly
after, Vesale received an anonymous note,
saying, "look to your wife and Don Alvar
de Soils, and be not deceived by appear
ance. They only want fitting opportu-
nifty to dishonor you. Even now he car
ries about him the gloves she dropped for
him at mass"
Vesale shut himself up to ponder over
the most effectual means of avenging him
self. His resolution was promptly taken.
He had established schools of anatomy at
Ian Lucar and Cordova-obtained the En-
perors permission TO visit them, quilted
Seville, ostensiby for that purpose, but re-
turned the same night, concealed himself in
a tenement belonging to him, at some dis
tance from his abode in Alcazar, which
was devoted TO the double purpose of a
laboratory and dissecting room He had
taken no person into his confidence; he
was alone in his vengeance, and he listened
to his own counsel. AT dark in the fol-
lowing evening, he issued forth, mufled to
the eyes in woman's mantle and hood,
and left note at Don Alvar's habitation,
containing an embroidered glove of Isabel
las and these words:
81 have obtained the key to Vesale's la.
boratory, during his absence; be at the gate
an hour after midnight, and you will be ad-
mitted on pronouncing the name Of 1sa-
BELLA"
The assignaton was promptly kept by
Don Alvar. At an hour past midnight he
left his house, alone; but he never return
ed to it. Whittier he had gone none could
say; nor could any trace of him ever be
discovered. 1t was supposed he must have
missed his footing and fallen in the Guadal-
quiver, near which his abode was situated /;
and that his hody had been swept away by
the waves into the ocean.
Such an occurrence was calculated to
produce great sensation in the place where
it had happened; and Vesale, recalled,
three weeks after, by the illness of his wife,
found the disappearance of Don Alvar the
theme Of every tongue. The altered ap-
pearance of Isabella was attributed, by We
sale, to grief for the mysterious absence of
Don Alvar; and that conviction took from
him all pity for her suferings.
1t chanced to be the festival Of Santa Isa-
bella, and to do honor to her patron saint,
as well as to celebrate the return of her
husband, Isabella put on her wedding dress,
and seated herself by an open easement that
overlooked the Alvar gardens, she watched
for his coming. But whilst her eyes were
vainly fixed upon upon the path by which
she expected him to appear, hand was
laid upon her shoulder, and, turning round
she beheld Vesale standing by her side.
81 have ordered the supper to be laid in
my study" said he, and taking her hand,
he led her away to the room in question,
dismissed the attendant and closed the door.
Everything wore festive; yet the repast
was cherries. Perceivng that she tasted
nothing, Vesale poured few drops from a
vial of elixir in cup of Malaga wine, and
presenting it to her;
"Drink this" he said; ''it is a sovereign
cure for the complaint you are suffering
from"
"Pledge me in the draught," she replied
filling up goblet from the same flask, and
handing it to him, sand it will bring a
quicker healing to me. Let us drink to
our absent friend, Andre"
Vesale accepted the Offering, and they
emptied their gobets together.
"Talking of absent friends" said he, and
suddenly fixing his eyes upon her; ssyou
have not spoken to me of Don Alvar de
Soils. Are all hopes of hearing from him
J relinquished ''He was braggart and a
libertine, and boasted that no woman ever
resisted his seductions, that no husband ever
suspected the injury he was preparing fol
him." Then, grasping his wife by the
hand he led her up TO door at the farther
end OF the room, and throwing it wide
open, revealed to her view a skeleton, sus-
pended within, holding in one of his bony
hands one of her embroidered gloves.
"Behold," he said, pointing to the CHASTITY
spectacle, the gallant and beautiful Don
Alvar de Solis-the object of your guilty
love-contemplate him well, if the sight
can render your moments happier, for you
are about to die too; the wine have just
given you was poisoned"
When the last dreadful sentence, and its
still more dreadful illustration, burst upon
her afrighted senses, she became paralyzed
with excess of emotion; the scream which
had arisen to her throat, died there, in
strangling murmers, and, sinking back, she
fell, as one dead upon the arm of Vesale.
She was not dead, however; he had not
poisoned her; that crime he had hesitated