The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1851-08-13

VINO rose WIN cry OF leTTOT, Willie tnTeW
myself in between them, crying:
"Hold--hold, gentlemen! | cannot
have my house converted into an arena
for your quarrels. Peace, sir, peace!!"
"Nay, sir" cried the last arrival, ''come
not between me and this man. You know
him not By acts as base as villain ever
imagined, he tore from the arms of those
who loved her, SO fair piece Of natures
workmanship as ever blessed the world.
You have seen her, sir--you know her.
Let me get at the villain. will tear his
black heart from his breast!''
"Keep him of-keep him OFF, said
Lord Mandelholme: 81 would not have
his blood upon my hands, but will defend
my own life" -r- ,aa s4
"You may well do So" cried his oppo-
nent; "for no man should be more afraid
TO die" .,.. ..e4 ....
"Gentleman," said |, 81 will not have
violence here. Go both Of you into the
street fyou must fight, but it is most un-
seemly here" ........
Lord Maldelholme drew a pistol from
his pocket, as he said .'...... ....
81 will defend my liie--I will defend
my life."
"Fnnd," cried he, whom the unhappy
girl had called George; "iend--monster
in human form! you have made many
hearts desolate, and | will not now be balk.
ed in my revenge. Nay, it is justice--a
more sacred name. | too am armed.
Here are weapons" ..4 ...l
Hestruggled so much with me, that
saw there was no chance Of holding him
much longer; therefore, as last resource
to stop bloodshed, | suddenly let him go,
and in moment throwing open the fold.
ing doors which divided my two parlors,
cried: .......... -. ........'
Behold! let that sight disarm you both
in this house. Profane not death by
contest in its awful presence ...-. ..
. On the table lay the corpse, as had pla-
ced it, and, for moment, they both stood
asif paralyzed. Then Lord MandeIhome,
with loud cry, strove to leave the parlor
by the door leading from the passage. but
his opponent darted after him, and ere he
could accomplish his purpose, dragged
him back again. Before could interfere,
Mandelholme fired his pistol; in an instant
there was was another report-a loud ter.
rife shrek, and the noble seducer lay
welterng in his blood. .,r ...
"Good Heavens! young man. cried,
''what have you done?' -. ....y,
Taken wild justice" he cred-"re-
venge! The betrayer of gentle innocence
and virtue will betray no more; let him die.
Touch him not--l am the avenger; let him
die--let him die!'' -....
hurried to the side Of the wounded
man, and, raising his head, saw that the
shot had entered near his ear, and most
probably lodged about the back of the
neck His eye, though, told me he was
| dying; there was no hope. ......
ais he dead?" asked the other.
"No," said I;"but he soon will be; he
is dying"
The young man then dropped the pis.
tol which he held in his shand. and walking
into the next room, he, with deep sob,
approached the corpse of the unhappy
girl lie kissed convulsively the pale face
"Elen, Ellen" he exclaimed, "you
are avenged! Rest, rest, pure spirit. He
who turned your gaze from the light of
Heaven is no more!'
was so bewildered that could take
no steps 10 prevent him from leaving the
house, although, as was told afterwards,
it was unquestlonably my duty TO detain
him He however, made good his escape,
my servants, who had been startled at the
shots, and were collected round the par
lor door, fancying that he had gone for
assistance. When heard the street door
shut. somewhat recovered from my men.
tai stupor ,-ya ..et ,-..-a.. ,...
"Call the police" l replied; ''stop that
young man!' b e.m at, aH "
Before any one could stir, Mandelholme
uttered faint groan, and then in weak,
painful accents, said: sra Iat
"No, no, let him go; am DYING
~Tell me, sir, for Gods sake, where
your friends may be communicated with,"
said |. tae taa tag,r aa T..
. lie shook his head, and then, after a
short pause, said: ,rt1 a g.
"Listen, ! think Heaven will give me
strength Tor one purpose, if for no other
to confess my wckedness, and pray even
now for pardon-for mercy" "'aag eal'
He paused, and quantity Of blood in
his mouth evidently stopped utterance.
| beckoned to the servants to assist me,
and we raised his head, placing under it a
sofa cushion, when, after few moments,
he again spoke. i'."'A' -"
"That still form, which even in death is
so very beautiful, was my victim. Look
on her, now that she is robbed OF the intel
ligence of vitality, and you may guess
what she was by what she now is. When
first saw her she was young, yirtuous,
lovely, and coveted to make her misera-
bic. sought her destruction, but her vir-
tue rose ever before NE like a battlement.
which there was no surmounting, and--and
he could mt WOO her To sin turnad |