Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1850-09-18
ARTHUR ]. STANSBURY
THE FEMALE BLOODHOUND.

Much curiosity has been awakened during the last
few weeks, by the appearance ol strange and Tor
egn looking carriage upon the drive, whose falr IN
mate, something strange and rather foreIgn-looking
otherwise has been the universal subject of conver-
sation amongst the lettering groups ounging on the
very edge of the curbstone, which skirts The macad-
amized road Who is the lady? What is she p
Where does she come from are the questions to
which none but the initiated can venture reply
She is a,.ired in the deepest mourning, anil her coun-
tenance is marked by an expression of that fierce grief
which strikes such feeling OF anxiety and dismay
into The minds of The beholder. Although still love-
ly-fcr time has dealt gently with her, that sor-
row has much to do in order TO destroy that beauty
which once was The theme Of admiration and envy
thoughout the whole of Europe---yet few could
now trace in the pale and stricken figure which passes
slowly before u.s. with head bent low and eyes gaz-
ing on vacancy, the Brilliant all-conquerng duchess
who, but few years ago, shone forth the guiding
star of every continental court, whose sceptre ruled
alike the empire Of beauty Of fashion, and OF poll
tics, and who came with honor out of the struggle
with the great Leven himself
After four Years absence from Paris she has re
turned broken hearted, but upon far other motives
than those which guided her on her departure; love
of power, love Of homage, love of admiration. She
has returned thither, led on by love of vengeance
alone, in search of revenge upon the murderers oil
Lichnowski, whom she is determined to pursue with
that undyng hate of which The middle ages have left
us such terrible examples. The culorits were is said
eight in number. Already have three OF them been
taken in Germany through the exertions OF this lady:
who scorning The feminine weakness of solitude and
tears, has set forth upon this dreary pilgrimage.
Fabulous stories are told, of course, concerning
her munfcent offers Of recompense to the agents oil
police of he different cites, wherein she deems thai
any of the murderers have found refuge. Two oil
them have been already taken here within the ias1
week. They were living under assumed names in
obscurity as common workmen, earning daily pit'
lance but her long-armed long sighted vengeance
has reached them even here; and through her eXer-
tons alone have they been conveyed beyond the
frontier and delivered up 10 the Austrian authorities;
but so long as that dark blue carriage is seen slowly
creeping up the Champs Elysees we may be sure
some other of the blood-stained criminals must be
concealed in Paris. For more than three months was
it beheld creeping along as wenow behold 1t, up and
down the public promenade OF the little town OF Ioul
where it had been discovered that two women who
cheered the men on amongst the crowd TO comml
the murder had sought refuge in disguise; and it wa'
not until the very day that the unhappy creature wa:
taken, bound and nanucufeu OelWeen tWo Seuuo'"'e'
through the eastern gate of the town, that the grant
equipage, with its gloomy burden was seen TO hurry
as fast as four horses could convey 1t on the road tt
Paris, still in pursuit Of that revenge which is no
yet completed. :.
They say that our greatest painter is engaged II
painting portrait Of the unfortunate object OF 'hI
sombre and fierce attachment, and that the favored
few have been admitted to behold it in its unfinished
state. It represents "der hubsch Lchno,cski," las h
was called from his great personal beauty in tn
costume and attitude which he bore upon the yer.
morning of his death. His magnificent countenanc
and splendid figure, atlred in the black velvet coa
the cap and tasse the buckskin breeches and tn
shining Hessian boots, are all represented here T.
the life as well as the window and The balcony ror
whence he breathed his last tender FAREWELL when h
descended to the gart in order to "chasllse The IN
soent canaille," armed with his riding whip alone
All grow beneath the painters hand as he follow
the Instructions of the desoate lady who thus cheat
her sorrow for moment hugging 10 her soul IN
memory of her last and dearest love-Paris CORES
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