The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1851-01-02

turned to see at a glance wOlfgang Wall
raven enter the room, aud the bag shake her
Clenched fists at him saying
Now is my hatred guttedl Now is my re-
venge complete. Look to your fair wife ~
Wolfgang's lightning glance caught the whole
state Of affairs instantly. Rage, grief, and despair
stormed in his face With the bound Of an I'M
chained demon he sprang' upon the bag, and with
his hands around her throat, bore her downt the
door nlaced his knee upon her chest, and silently
strangled her before | recovered the horror Of
the sight Rising. he spurned the corpse with
his foot. and turned towards US. His typhoon Of
anger had subsiiel despair, sorrow, tenderness,
were all TO BE- seen now, as he approached Re-
gina.
"Of, traitor" she shouted Selling from the
table antique dagger, that lay there as an ar
ticle Of rare re1lti.
He drew near her.
"0rF | say p she screamed, unsheathing and
brandishng the dagger. you come to death %
{" know it, said Woligang.
"Of, traitor you desecrate our very shrine
Nay, then il shall become your scstold ~ ex-
claimed she, furiously, shaking the dagger
Let me die so !" he said, and stepped upon the
foot-s,ool thence upon the table, and threw his
arms around her. With a savage cry she raised
the weapon the blade cleaned in the lamp-light
an instant and the next was buried deep in the
a
fell backwards and rolled upon the floor. In the
extreme frenzy of mania, Regina bounded from
the table, hrandishing the crimsoned dagger.
threw myself suddenly upon her, cast my arms
about her, but her struggles were so violont, and
her maniac strength so great, that she must have
escaped me, had not her screams brought the whole
household from their beds and into the room. The
scene of Amusement, horror, anguish, and des-
pair, that ensued now, dehes all description. In
the stormy chaos, saw old Mr.. Wallrsven sitting
on the floor, with the form of the fast-dying
Wofgang drawn into his arms and pillowed upon
his chest | ssw Constantine, half dressed, with
her black hair streaming. kneeliDg by his side
wriDging her hands | saw two or three negroes
raising the dead body Of the beldame. | saw all
this while, with the assistance Of Constant Wall
raven, was disarming and securing the maniac
Father she was mad father Do not let her
be molested do not desert her Protect her, ia
ther,n family murmured the dying man.
Unhappy boy unhappy boy tell me one
thing You did not deceive her You told her
your postionw
"Fatbcr. mo- | had not the courage!
thought to have got her to France, whereof,
God / die where she would never have
known-where it would have been no bar to go
ciety, if known"
ooh. wretched Wolfgaug | cannot reproach
you now This deception has cost you your life J"
" And, he's kersTeaSon. hefi DIE Nv .her
hand Il is jast it is just! IL Is just Oh!
bring me near her Let me see her again Lay
me at her feet Let me die there! ON sorry
killed the old woman! Poor old wretch
cob Weifssns'D be sorry That yop 30 terribly
deceived that unhappy young ladyp
What good for know | would do it again
Yes yes! have been happy for q brief season
TO be 30 happy again, would again betray her !!
even knowing now, as | did not know then, in
what sorrow il would end For, oh | loved her
sol loved her so-that, for the brief possession
of her stolen love, would endure death and hell !
Father she must not die She must recover !
Nay, she will when she knows her evil genius,
her mortal foe who loved her unto death, is dead
Take me to her. Lay me at her feet Let me
die there, looking upon herw
Regina was now lying on the sofa, exhausted by
her frantic struggles. Old Mr.. Wallraven beck
oned Constant, and between them Wolfgang was
lifted, brought near the sofa, and laid upon the
carpet with his head supported as before upon
his fathers arms. He looked up at her, but she
did not open her eyes to look upon him. He fee
bly, raised his hand and took hers At the touch
she opened her eyes, and soon as they fell upon
him, with frenzicd cry Of anguish and despair.
and the spring of n wild beast in her limbs, she
bounded to her feet, foaming at the mouth, and
went into the most violent paroxysm of madness
Constant Wallraven and myself seized and tried
to hold her but it took all our united strength,
and while she was struggling plunging, and
screaming in our arms, Wolfgang raised himself
upon his elbow, gave one long agonized look upon
the wreck, groaned, oh am sorry now - fell
back and died
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