Daily national era. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1854, 1854-07-11


scanned to have o purpose How he became
acquainted with Madame vslmott and her
beautiful daughter, do not know but the &C
quaintanco was interesting and useful. he
gave tho daughter lessons, comiortedthe mother
with good advice and several small loans OF
money, and ] suspect, was quite In love with
his acuuaintance--whe Monsieur the Count
came in, and carried away the prize. The
student went his way, the Countess hers; they
were wide enough apart, and quite unknown
to each other for many years; but tho posi-
ton of the one and the talent of the other,
made them known to the world and TO each, ut
last
The Count was ignorant Of this little histo-
nv. as all were but tho two interested. Ho
He only noticed the frightened face and joy
GUS manner with which this gentleman was
received, the hours spent in conversation, the
letters passing to and fro, and he made up his
mind to the fact that his wife had at last fallen
in love. The discovery did not please the gen.
tleman much as he anticipated. Indeed, no
flew into rage, even going 80 far as to con-
slider himself IN ill-used man, victim to DO
pitied and comforted, if not rcvenged. Ma
dame the Countess certainly was very happy
in the company Of her strange acquaintance,
and passed too much time enjoying It, But
the circumstances on which tho husband act
cd were subsequently shown to prove her en-
tirely beyond suspicion.
This lady had never intruded her poor rela-
tions upon her rich husband Even her moth
err long rs she was on earth, seemed quite re-
moved from the sphere usually filled by mothers
But she had ono relative dependent upon her
bounty; 4 poor cousin, whose i'll health made
it almost impossible to serve. Without annoy
ing her husband, she was anxious to secure the
unhappy youth post under Government, by
which ne might support himself and relations.
This gave rise to mysterious correspondence,
watched over by the anxious husband. He
saw sufficient in his excited condition to think
his fears confirmed, and set about his revenge.
Ii was what weak, cowardly creature would
propose; eminently cruel in intent; eminently
French in manner. He did not wish to kill
his wife, but merely to subdue and conquer her;
and with this design determined to tie her,
open vein in her arm, taking care to have
physician near, and, under tho terror of death,
to hear her confession and prayer for forgive
ness, and then call in medical aid to her relief
Ii was well planned, and had the poor lady
anything to confess, would have probably boon
successful He borrowed lancet from the
family physician, bade that gentleman be in
attendance, without, of course, revealing his
design The poor woman wakened from sleep
to find herself bound hand and foot with her
cruel husband standing over her. She did not
scream or attempt to move, but, opening her
large eyes, stared in fright and establishment
@What is the meaning of this?0 she falter-
Cd out
He replied to make her confess, before dy-
ing, to her ingratitude and in6delity. She tried
10 laugh, tried to consider it stupid jest, but
the angered expression of his face made the
laugh die in her throat He again demanded
confession and she asserted her innocence
He barred her arm and applied the lancet-a
wild scream rang through the room. The
Count had prepared for this, yet, fearing she
might be heard, he placed his hand upon her
mouth. Looking at pleading eyes and flowing
blood was certainly not way to obtain con-
feesion; yet every removal of his hand was fol-
lowed by such piteous screams that no other
way was left. Enraged at his failure, or
blinded from the first, he repeated the wounds,
until his poor wife tainted from loss of blood.
The Count rang for the Doctor; but the
Doctor, bluff, frank man, tired Of waiting
had unceremoniously departed, and the hus-
band, believing his wife dead, hastily gathered
some valuablcs and fled, nor was he ever heard
of again. The poor wife was left to die alone
We are told that death of this sort is ex-
ceedingly cruel The blood flows until the
victim faints--then it ceases and she revives,
and so, dying many times, life gradually GIBBS
away.
II were great author, Of the Bulwer
school, now, would pause, and call your at
tention to the thoughts and feelings Of this
poor lady, as for an hour she lay there with
the springs Of life tossing their crimson spray
from her lovely arms would remark the
golden tapestry, tho old paintings, the gor-
gcous furniture, the many gildod mirrors, in
which startled and feeble life saw itself reflect
ed. Above all, would suggest the fact Of the
mother turning her dying head, and staring
through the, to her, gathering night, to where,
under the little canopy SWING her babe, pratt
ting to itself rs it awaited the morning carcss
And, writing French horror, this all would
be in keeping Our friend, the Doctor, having
completed some trifing affair, returned, and
proceeded at onoe to the chamber Of Madame
The physician belonged to that class of great
minds tho are astonished mt no event. Unfor-
tunately for him. in this instance he coolly
rung up tho servant, ordered the release Of
their lady, applied all necessary remedies AZ
il seeing to an ordinary affair. But his help
came too late--the poor Countess could only
faItcr out her sad story, and die.
] say the Doctors manner was much against
him his lancet was found stained with blood
upon the floor, and although never believed to
be the principal, and on account Of his posi-
lion cleared AS an accomplish, yet suspicion
remained, and the world recoled from him in
horror. His practice fell away no rapidly
sunk into poverty his wife q sensitive, smbi-
tious woman, died of q broken heart, and for a
long while the great world lost sight Of him.
One morning Just before daylight, the carriage
Of one Of his most wealthy patients, in former
times, whirling home from a ball nearly threw
TO the ground an old chiffonnicr; and ms the
rudcly shaken lantern cleaned upon the iron
countcnapcc of its posscssor, the gentleman re-
cognised his former friend and physician. A
ohiifonnier he was, and chiffonnier be is TO
this day
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readers have not met with this before for il is
historical, and as such give it here, q speci-
men Of the material out Of which rag -pickers