Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1850-07-13

| put ne was NOT alpflet w ltl hl1ni ant
cherished with love only equalIed by hi
ptide, was a bright being. the very reyers,
Of him in all things---s daughter, Beatris
gentle a,,d good, one of the sweetest crea
lures that ever awakened drenns ai,t
reveries il, the heart OF man, Many
day in my youth, senor have watched
her sporting on the cliff, in the vicinity o
the cattle, her glossy hnir cleaning like
the wing Of the raten, her dark eyes
although son ns those Of h dove in express
sion, slmfkled with cl,ldliooa's joys hnt
hopes Hnd her di1npled cheeks glowing
with exercise and the mountain aif, Until
even |, hopeless as was the admiration
felt, cHne back to my humble cot to dream
Of her beauty and to be awake through
the still hours Of the night to pray for liel
happiness,
With the exception of the old woman
who attended to their lew wants, the poor
Count md his daughter were alone-for
the Countess had been dead many years
alone in their pride and their lnisiortunes.
Those of their own rank did not go there,
| teic fHfitt VI hpt IWHulY " us HItii
the lips Of all in the valleys, for gold will
have it's weight in the world whether with
prince or peasant, and the sensitive feelings
of the old noble were easily wounded And
So they lived on, until she had arrived al
most to the yeafs OF wotnnihood, her heart
glowing will, n sunlight Of her own,
uns,iited to the gloomy recesses of that
decayed old Cnstle, until her soul went out
like young bird to the great world beyond.
The few books she had beei taught to read
by her father We're books Of devotion. and
had not filed her heart with pride, and
she welcomed with pleasant greetings the
few inhabitants of the valley who visited
the custle from time to supply their limited
| wnnts.
But this might not an continue. From
her room in the turret, she could look far
off on the bright world beyond. There
were its villas md it's palaces cleaning in
the sunshine, ,ilarred only by her sires
den,lchtions Of its grasping uvarice,
and revolving l,eartlessness.
Destined to life in convent, he had
sought to- hide from her all that might
render the gny world attractive, until she
had been led 10 regard it as all but con-
| terminating in it's nature. Cold he said to
| her, in the bitterness Of his heHft, will win
its way everywhere but you, my daughter
nsed it not. destined as yo, are to the
service of the Almighty; and with the
decision Of her father she was for the time
| satisfied
Amongst those who occasionally sttps
piled the castle with faggots, was the
family of smart young peasant. Antoria
Valdez, who for some years had lived at
Rosas, where he had acquired many tri.
| fling accomplishments. which caused the
| simple hearted people of the valley to look
upol, him ms something superior. lie was
not deficient in learning either, some little
OF which had been taught him by the good
monks, who had destined him for some
inferior station IN the church, and had
therefore regarded his kindly disposition
and ambitious longings with cotnplacency.
On visit to his house in the valleys, he
had caught II glimpse of the fair inmate of
tho old castle, and he sttaightway became
as mad with love- us was the old noble
with pride. Eagerly he seized on the only
chances afforded his haggots or the triAlng
product Of the garden there. and his
intelligence, joined to his manly beauty, SO
superior to those che was accustomed to
see IN her secl,,sion, set off with his snowy
donblet, caused her almost without know.
ing why. at length to witch with eager
ahticcipations his appearance in the rocky
pathway, that led mp to the old gateway,
Of the castle. And this continued for
many months, until he was all the world
to her, whilst on his part, he would have
sacrificed life itself to have secured her
happiness; andyet wrapped in his solitary
pride, the naughty father never dreamed Of
chord existing in her heartthat could not
respond to the lofty sentiments of his
own.
But the time drew near, nj length, for
her medated seclnsion in convent at
Rosas, you nny see it ms ym, enter the
city, on the road from Anderra--- and great
MS was the pride, and stern as was the
apparent necessity which demanded the
sacrifice, the old Counts henrt wus nj.
most rent in twain at the certnin prospect
presented cf parting with his child, the
lovely flower which, notwithstanding his
occasional sterness to even her, had been
his only solace for years.
She, also, had become aware that the
pathway of life is strewn with thorns
She had learned too late the fearful conse-
quences of indulging her imprudent passion
which had not paused to look at the
obstacles which beset her steps and,
hopeless of softening that obdurate pride,
which amounted to absolute madness on
the part Of her sire, the lovers determined
to elope together and seek in some remote
valley of the Pyrenecs that happiness
denied them there, and the last night
previous to the contemplated journey to
the convent at Rosas, was fixed upon for
the consumation of the scheme.
But, too late came the determination
The old waman confded in by the daughter
had betrayed the secret to the Count and
perfectly beside himself with furry, he
determined not only to prevent it, but to
take also the amplest revenge for the daring
attempt. Her room was in the turret over
his own; and the tower almost overhung
the frightful cliff which opens upon the
east side of the valley, and so near the
little sloping plateau at the foot of the
tower did the castle approach, as scarcely
more than allowed a single person to walk
between it and the verge of the beetling
precipice. Her window was Immediately
above, and here the attempt was to be
made at a rescue. a#