The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1850-06-27
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TRANSLATED FRox THE FRENCH.


MAWENS VENGEANCE.
TRANSLATED rRox THE FRENCH.
Marco Broggi was, as you have learn
ed from the conversation with Erica.
which have Just narrated to you, one
Of the handsomest young men OF the
day. Tall, slight, agile, graceful in
everv movement, eloquent in his Ian
eua9e. and with his eyes, which spoke
even when his mouth kept silence. He
had no equal in the perfection with
which he executed our rustic dances
and when he burst forth in one Of our
national airs, our best singers were ST.
lent under pretence of listening to him,
hut in reality. not to be brought into
cornnarison with him. fAeUnfy SUn Of
a father. who was one Of the richest
proprietors around Tempo, he united
those solid advantages and fascina-
tions which I fully realized, although
/ did not perhaps attach asmuch value
to them as Erica
Marco thanked me warmly, when
the young girl told him that ! had en-.
saeed to intercede for him the next
day.
whilst he was expressing his graft
tude with the poetic ease Of language
pecpliar to him, I examined him more
closely than had ever done before,
although saw him every day. and |
was struck with an unpleasant, insin-
cere expression which shone at times
in spite of him. ia his usually spiritual,
pleasant glance. This expression was
rare and Aeeting; but once seized upon
in its rapid passage, it could not escape
observation the next time it manifested
itself. and it involuntarily gave You the
idea of bad nature, vailed by prodigi-
on, hypocrisy. Had Martinoli remark.
ed this, and could any circumstance in
confirmation of It have come to his
knowledge! This was what did moi
know, and was a question | anxiously
asked myself. for | took a warm inter.
est in the fate of Erica.
aI hone, Marco" said | to the young
man. pctnting to Erica, that you real.
ize ali the value of such a treasure
If l thought yon did not, nothing in
the world would determine me to inter
fere in your affairs
He grasped my hand with eagerness
and made beautiful speech about hi.
love. will not repeat it. for fear o'
weakening the charm.
"She uill be happy with you, will
she not % resumed l, with still slight
remnant Of mistrust, for / am alway.
ON my guard against the. seatimenl
which expresses itself with sloqaence
and poesy.
"fhope so,n replied he modestly.-
"To make her 50, only ask one thing
that is, she be contented with the
happiness of being always adored.o
Erica hung with reliance, fillee
with modesty, on the arm of the youns
man. and fixed upon him one of thos'
xlances. at once chaste and passionate
which / had never seen shine save II
the eyes of the maidens Of my country
"Well, my children. tomorrow, then,
said I to them. sDo not return by tn,
longest way to Tempo. SO that yo'
NAV return before nightfall.o
Marco smiled. Erica raised he
proud eye TO me, as if to say:-Wh
would dare to interpret evil of the con
duct of q maiden of Sardinias
They departed, and | followed then
for some time with my eyes, willis
they descended, leaning on each othel
the narrow xigzag path down the sid
Of the hill, the path which led directl
to the city. Sometimes groupo tree.
a piece Of hedge, or winding in th
road. concealed them from me for
moment; but then still followed ther
in my thoughts, and when they agai
met my eve, they were still in tn
same attitude, Erica walking, her hea
down, Marco bending towards her, an
murmuring words Of love in her ear
The twilight, every moment more din
the distance rendered every momen
more great, soon completely screene
them from my eyes; and after havin
remained . moment longer immovabl
onthe place where they had left me,
tssk my way, I'd, dreamy, little o.
0f humor even, to my bachelor abode
All aight long thought Of this lov
If Encak love % ardent that il mad
her even brsve her father, whom sh
had always held IN alteration.
Then i-lhought also Of that vii,
wicked huuk d Marco, and i said
myself, With tsrror, that I WIS perhal
wronxm inssresA myself in his ma
rage Wifh the daughter Of my friend
HotsvGr, Il day break / was on foo
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