The Madisonian. (Canton, Miss.) 1850-1855, 1851-01-02

Mead. as he continued :-"l loved thee
until thou didst betray me to infamy
and death; then the wrUng soul, 10 ils
agony, turned to a softer, and truer
heart.
Al shndder ran through the slight Fl
cure before him. aud Leonofa spoke
IN a voice Of sharp agony. that fel',
painfully upon the listeners ear. ';Not
q truer. moi 4 fonder heart she said
"FFaacis, the poor gypsy girl would
have sacrificed all but honor to have
saved thy life, Behold here-she will
stiIl save you. Take this cloak ard
hood, casting them from her as she
spoke wrap them round thee, and
pass ont. None viii heed thee, At
ibefnot of The stars a boat waits. and
with ii those who will beart',ee away
in safety. AID then. lady, she said,
approaching the Lady Glare, ''let me
look mpon the face which smiled upon
my lone youth. and pray for pardon for
alithe wrong | have done thee"
she spike hurriedIy. Clammont NOV
ed not. She took her mantle, aud
threw it around the young lord; but q
sharpthFul ran through her wholefra
asshe touched the hand that 50 often
had fondiy clasped her own.
When the young ~nobleman felt The
burning touch If those slight fingers,
he raised himself. saying. "And can YOU
think, Leonora. that | will leave you 70
the revenge Of a bafled kingi'
Edward will not harm me-" anr
swered Leonora, nights imprison-
ment will be all: and il matters little
now, Ii emurmnred 10 herself, 'wheth-
erl the roof Of palace Or prison coyer
Ihis blighted head
-Clairmont still hesitated, but she took
his hand and joined i to that Of the
Lady Clare, saying, "She is good and
true--he thou 50 10 her. Go, before it
istoo late"
The next moment she was alone.
When the echo Of Ciairmont,s step
had died away, she threw herself upon
the couch, and drew the covering
around her, so that, if the guard looked
inyhe might still fancy Clairmnnl slept.
The caution proved not in vain; forin q
little while, the door opened, and a
ma0.s head intruded. But in the dim
light the guard beheld that motiunless
form; murmuring to himself, "He
sleeps snundly his last sleep on earth"
he went on his round.
Who shall tell The bitter and sad
thoughts that swept across the soul OF
Leonora E~strange, through the hours
of that long, dark night2 They wer9
tho deep for endurance at last; for
when 4 e first grey light Of early morn
inc filled the room, and the guards en-
tered To convey The yonRg Lord Of
Clairmont tolhe block, they found only
the corps Of a young glrl lying quietly
upon hrs pallet. Even the rough and
hardened soldiers turned awe stricken
firm The sweet pale face before them.
many eyes looked upon that lifeless
form that day, and at last the tpiiDgs
reached the monarch.s ear. With a
presentment If the truth, he entered
the rom, and bent nverthe dead.-
For many moments he stood motions
less; then a tear was seen to gather in
his eye. and fall silently amid the dark
braids Of the corpse, beautiful even in
death.
.sFor her sake, | perdon my Lord
Francis Of Clairmonl,' at last, said
the king. "Let her have Christian
burial and let masses be said for her
soul.
Taught by the hitter lessons 9 youth
Lord Cfarrmont was ever after frue to
bis sweet wife. But both he and the
heiress of Moorland often c%onversed
sadly If Leouora Estrange, the poor
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