The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1851-05-03

whose memory she curses! Know tina
if my brother Giuseppe has not de
manded of you twenty times an &C
count of the blood already spilled, i
was not want of courage. but because
my mother threw herself at his feet
She knew that you were strong anc
skilful, and she feared to lose sol
as she had lost husband, whilst she
looked for sure and safe vengeance
That vengeance you are yourselfabou
TO offer; you are on the point of throw
ing yourself into the arms of those WHIT
will surely destroy you! Tomorrow
you are to marry me, from that moment
your life will no longer belong to you
it will fall into hands which, drop by
drop, will pour into it the poison tha
will kill it. At first they strove tt
make me an accomplice, for they
thought that I also thirsted for ven
geance; but they soon learned that
had more of love than filial pity; they
avoided me, but | discovered ali theil
criminal joy could not be kept within
bounds, and, thank Heaven, know all
They believe their vengeance sure and
without danger. After so long a De.
riod, who will accuse them of working
against the life of son-in-law9 Fly
then, Matteo; enter not a house in
which you will find death; abandon a
homicidal betrothal. Fly! leave me to
go alone to the altar tomorrow ="
"Shall l fly" exclaimed Metteo,
"shall abandon you and leave you in
the hands of these poisoners ?"
"They shall know nothing; they
believe that | am asleep within my
own little chamber | shall return with
as much secresy as | left. They are
far from even suspecting me; they do
not know that have learnt their Sc
cret"
"Eh bien! am to fly, Louisa, but
with you. Louisa, will never leave
you"
ooh! nc" replied the young girl with
resolution, "I will never abandon her.
1t is enough that have betrayed herr
A long silence followed; for some
time the doctor listened in vain; at last
Matteo's voice was heard.
Il will fly" said he.
The young girl kissed the forehead
Of her betrothed, and they both left the
apartment. When Matteo returned.
the doctor joined him. E
My FRIEND" said the latter, al
hope you will follow the advice of a
young girl who loves you to such a
point as TO beg you not to finish nup-
tials that she herself calls homicidal.n
"How wish,' replied Matteo, "that
you had seen her; how beautiful she
was. But, doctor, you heard the velvet
softness of her voiee?"
1t is necessary that you should
make preparations for your departure,n
said the doctor, "the hospitality that
you have shown me, l will repay in a
few days. will not leave you: you
shall come with me to Paris, and there
| will endeavor to make you forget this
cruel adventure
Matteo replied by undressing him.
self and retiring to bed. "Good eve
ming DOCTOR" said he, "good night"
And hardly was his head upon the
pillow, ere he slept profoundly.
This physiological phenomenon oc-
cupied the doctors attention for some
time.
A lover said he. "whose life and
love are both menacedm
Then as he was neither in love nor
in danger of being poisoned. and as he
was fatigued with his journey, he
passed into his chamber and was not
long in meditating matters.
The next day, at early dawn, all the
bells in the town were ringing for the
of Matteo. He rose, dressed
himself in his wedding garments, and
entered the chamber Of the doctor.
He is truly in love, thought the doc
tor, he wishes to marry her whom he
loves he is right. For myself, know
what have to do: will carry them
both off Immediately after the cere-
mony, and will make them pass their
in Paris.
He gave private directions to his
servant to have ready his chGise de poste
and TO order relays, and he then fol-
lowed the bridegroom. They went d.
rectly to the Cathedral of Oneille, al
ready filed with people, curious to wit
ness a marriage which was about to
unite two families that had been sepa-
rated by fifteen or twenty years of
hatred. They recalled Balbi's ruin,
his death, the grief of the widow, the
victory of Pedamonte, and then his son
iell under their censure.
Why" they said, "why does he
come SO near to his enemies-why stir
up bloody ashes in the hope of offering
reparation 2"
In all this the populace of Oneille
in the old ways of Italian ven
geance, which sleeps, but never dies.
Some thought that at the moment of
binding himself as he was about doing,
hat Matteo would recoil, and that the
1oung Louisa, though her head al
,eady felt the marriage crown, would
7ainly look for her husband at the al
ar.
"No, no" replied the friends of the
young man, she will come and he will
marry her, though he should have to
ut his way through wall of fire."
These persons knew Matteo well, and
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