The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-11-11

and of course could not pursue my search indeed
was obliged to procure a guide to conduct me
back to the hote'
Thank heaven, my dear brother, your adven-
ture ended thus safely: | shudder to think of the
danger you incurred !" cried MARY
Eyes, l think you have escaped narrowly"
added her husband C a bro with party of hot
headed nebrate Venetians, is no such trihing
matter advise you to be more wary in future,
nor be led by any such foolish impulse, to run after
old men and pretty girls, at least so long as we re-
man an IN venice w,
hank You, Winthrop, but to tell you the truth,
am very much disposed to pursue the adventure"
TepHed irving
" Nonsense, Charles why, there is not one
chance IN thousand that you will ever meet the old
| patriGian a2aln:
wen, viii even take that one chance, small
SI Ss Is, answered lrHhg. VIII haunt San
Mares by day, and the hlaito by night, and some
thing assures me shall be successful
ANA something assures me that you are very
heauS'fohs, iooIISn ielioW salo MARY Il confess
"hat you nave tod me has greatly moved my
syihpaLntS yp l"f the Ola man ana his daughter, but
not enough So my oear brother Tor me to consent
that you should expose yourself second time to so
| much DANGER ZONE, must lay my commands
| upon you TINS morning, you remember, we pro-
Po5eu Vlstng the Duca faiace, and this afternoon,
tLihH, tt Mi ii'e s.lL.D a. ..tst!ai isie'
-, VIII accompany you 10 the FaIace, Mary, but
t.ls @''einoon 81 must Glalh my iioerty, sad IT.
Why, nj " "!!aI hOur 40 We 60
:, a a. eIeYem IN,
As he, brntbar Ioft t6a ,,i iaIo35,,, ou' nr-..,
| g NJ, Ja,r PaLat rot oI''1"!i NI%ly sa'u;
ror,aaco CbarisS baS en,a,,oJ 10 10 ona tEl3
'oI"a"ce mares EdS engaged IN am fearful!
| SoLtIT yy''s WIN OS.d" tiiih
ioE caHno' I'oP 'iLIn, MARY ne i5 too head
Sso.& Ior ta'' i1g' '''A 1'ohe' he VIII soon tire OF
! HIS Il '1-''eS' ss3'~"' wa 'He reply
wv, CHAPTER ".
, " nile TINS scene was taking place in the Hotel
It, very different one, and yet nearly con-
nected with it, was cnacting in another quarter of
| the city,
Htretched upon 10" pallet, IN one corner of a
| small sitting apartment, was the Old beggar Of
San Mare lis eyes were closed; but, if sleeping
the contraction OF his brow still denoted sutF4ring
hneeIing BY his side was IsoIa, tenderly bathing
his temples, ha.!suPpressed sobs heaving her gen
tie bosom, AMI the tears, in large. liquid drops
| resting upon her long, brown eyeashes She was
very pale, and her features lovely as they were,
| seemed as II sharpened by famine. Her luxuriant
golden tresses, gathered in knot upop the ton of
| her beautifully formed head, were as a crown Of
virgin innocence to the fair girl, while her dress
! although Of the most humble material was vet
arranged with a natural ease and grace, to which
| no studied form OF fashion could have lent p
! charm.
CrouchIng at her side was small tame gazelIe
its graceful head resting upon its slender fore-fee
and its large brown eyes. with an EXPRESSION of
almost human affection, fixed upon the pale c9up.
tenancC of its young mistress.
On 4 little table which stood near the bed were
several wax figures moulded in the most Iife-like
! and perfect symmetry also, clusters Of fruit and
flowers, of the same facile material true in form
and color TO the very perfection of nature At the
| head of the bed was susDerJed an ebonv, crIoifv
at the foot picture of the Virgin nor were these
last the only things which impaired an air of hoi-
ness to this meage apartment, for old age and
maiden purity We're there and hallowed it. In the
| window stood little vase, in which one solitary
| flower was blooming. 1t looked sckIv and nipinu,