The Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1852-1853, 1853-08-24
ORIGINAL STORY.
Written expressly for the Democratic Sentinel
PERI-ROSELLI;
OR,
THE FATE OF PER RF1DY'
BYGEo. W. MoFFITT,
Author of "The heRescue; or, The Hunter D'i''
(coNrrNUED
CHAPTER VIII.
CHAPTER VIII.
TILE RuFFIANs.

stricIsn home. Graysoh sa" VIC my
Tho oom and moion"d The foremost 10 hilh'
A h.w words passed between Them III 10"
,rnsnars The intruder then raised his head
ahd cast Glance toward the bending form
of the bereft and anguished wife. lie then
returned to his companions at the door ,
whispered word aud they Simultaneous!
snr,no mon the unconscious woman. "A
shrek; app ling shrek rent the an ol "
the room, and she sMoohe u IN Tue IRON gasp
of the luifiitnS. "a,
ooh God! MercyW cried the young g'riS
as thes both were reused from their reNery;,
"Help (1rayson! Help Albion! y .hey VIII
k;l my noor mother!" At a single bound
Albion was graphing with one OF me ma
eous monsters, while Graysen attacked Il,
no her. But in a few minutes they dropped
senscless upon the floor At his IS, SE9"9'
conquest on tHe part Of the ruiilahs, f'or''
courage failed, and she too lald all uhcoh-
cious IN her chair. The foul purpose OF
carving Off the lady stllI progressed, ana
they were liitng her up in their arms. II
was hirh time ior action. Peri -RoselIl an
ticipatcd their design, and in in instant CON
fronted Il one who was about to convey
her off, and waved him back.
"Stand yiIan!' she cried, "reIease 'ha'
lady from your foul embraced,
''Heigh, wench! you talk likely he re-
piled, with demoniac grin, >. e,
'rake your polluted hands from hermIleha
that you are, and leave our presence!
awe will leave you soon, pressing to-
wards the door. -,
"Base monster! One step farther with that
ladv. and know the consequence?
"Wench you blow foolish threats he
answered indife emily as he laid his tngers
upon the latch. ,,
Murderer; here they atrocity demands
it p' no sooner had the words passed her
compressed lips, than she drew pistol and
fired the contents into the body OF the mis-
creant. He fell upon the floor bleeding
and cursing Another instantly spranS TOR
ward and with adastardly blow, ,teied The FAR
and fearless heroine insensible at his feet
The surviving two Immediately siezed the
woman and with their less fortunate COM
panons, left the house and its unconc'ous IN
mates Grayson however soon recovere", as
also did Albion, and laid the insensble girls
upon beds where they watched attentively
for the returning ebb of life. Finally by
much chafng, Flora was restored TO con
ciousness, and found Albion tanning her
,fcversh temples.
"Albion; Is this you? where am l?'' she
asked, looking vacantly around the apart
ment.
'.In your fathers house, Flora"
40, my poor father, do not mention him.;
l fear some evil has bef,sllen him
"Nay, dear girl, cheer up. Do not let
such apprehensions possess your heart-he
will vet return" consolingly said Albion
.'But my mother too; has she gone? y,
I am truly wretched; would that | were
dead" she exclaimed weeping bitterly
"Nay dear Flora, do not pain me by
such sayings, you shall be protected-l
will stand by YOU faithful to the last, re-
turned Albion tenderly.
80, but my poor mother! Have they
taken her OFF,
"Alas, sweet one they have--would to
God we could have prevented it!''
30, Albion, shall die-the pang is too
bitter"
"Say not SO fair one. Live, live for me;
for me who loves you-who will protect you
with nv life o, fair angel" he continued
lneelipg before her couch, "grant me one
boon OF happiness, one word of hope"
"Albion, my mother--my father-have
you forgotten their distress? Arise, dear
friend, and let us not admix our earthly cares
with our prayers for their safety
A Al. dnar
one VOID of hope. No fair One; | have not
forgotten them, who are my most esteemed
friends and demand my deepest gratitude.
enter sincerely and deeply with you in
your bereavement, and only wish it were
mine to make you happy by restoring them
to their pure daughter, who loves them SC
.foudly. Nay, Flora, you judge me too rash
ly," he continued looking so tendery re.
proachful that Flora was sorry she had
charged him with carelessness, 81 can new
er forget your kind parents; but my love. fol
you oyerpowered me, and for a moment III
its rapsodies, lost sight of our situation.-
Say hat may love you, sweet One, anc
forgive me my hastiness.'
s'Ah dear friend; you little know for wha
! you plead. l freely grant you the pardon
you ask" ~
20, Flora, Iwbo love you SO fondly-
grant me that one happiness. It's all asl
on earth---merely that you love me-" :
"'Tis past my power, Albion"
80 my heart, Flora! Anything shall b'
yours. | will be your worshiper-~you
slave! have wealth and ranh! 1t shal
all be yours" aa
At this strange argument Flora shud
.dered--to think that her devotion should b'
purchased. El V,
tAlbion your offer cannot influence me-
she calmly returned the die Of my future
is already cast"
Flora, you rack my heart with dispair
Have YOU not taught me to love you? vii
you now forsake me?'
20, you have mistaken. me, trlend--yot
have misconstrued my motives. ! nave
been your friend, 'tis all ! can ever he."
'.Flora Irvine" hereturned with distress
ing expression depicted, "Flora Irvine,
loVe---f worship--I adore you'll
aysI am but mortal, Albion Woodward
interrupted the girl, 1.-THE homage you uttel
jswIong; besides itwero heartless in me L