True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1855-11-14
gelett Tale,
From Godey's Lady's Book.
THE ITALIAN SISTERS.
BY HELEN HAMILTON.
PART l.

PART l.
In a small room in one of the poorer
class Of lodging g-houses of Rome, sat a
young and beautiful girl. The glowing
lovelinoss of Italy was hers-the warm yet
brilliant complexion, the dark expressive
eyes, the wealth of raven hair-all were
combined to render her an exquisite speci-
men of Roman beauty. She was clad in a
rich bridal costume, and her dress Of snowy
satin and costly lace, ornamented with
flowers and pearls, contrasted strangely
with the aspect of the room she occupied.
It was small, poorly furnished, and its only
ornaments were few colored drawings of
Italian scenery hanging here and there up
on the walls, and a large crucifx Of ebony
and alabaster which stood on small table
draped with colored stuff. An old guitar,
with portfolio of music, lay at the feet Of
the fair girl, as if she had been trying to
while away the time by playing upon the
instrument.
She was evidently waiting for some one.
From time to time, as the roll of coming
carriage caught her ear, she sprang up and
fastened to the window, but, always disap-
pointed, turned away with a look of weari-
ness to resume her seat. At last, after an
hours weary watch, carriage stopped at
the door, footsteps were heard ascending
the stairs, the door was pushed open, and a
young man entered the room followed by q
priest. Uttering an exclamation of JOY;
the fair girl flew to meet the first, who greet
ed her with a smile and the words, swell,
dear Nina, have / made you wait long!'
pronounced in Italian with slight English
accent.
'sOh, very long, Enrico! was so tired,
but now you are come, | am satisfied" she
replied, smiling.
"Does your dress please you!" he asked,
attentively surveying her. IL feared it
was not hanlsoms enough"
"It is beautiful" she answered, "only
too beautiful for me-"
Nothing can be too beautiful for the iu'
ture Lady LYNDON" he whispered, while
rosy blush overspread the fair features o.
his companion. "But where is Teresa =
he added, gldncing around !; sis she gone' 2
"Yes, and oil is secure," was the reply
"Then come, am impatient to call you
my wife," She placed her hand in his, ant
he led her to the priest. .....
And now while the ceremony is proceed
ing, let us cast hook at the bridegroom.
He was tall and finely formed, with deli
cately cut features, large deep blue eyes
and profusion of dark brown hair whicl
wreuthed itself in close curls around hi
head. He was handsomely dressed, ant
bore in his manners the trace Of his rank
(Lord Lyndon was heir presumptive to al
earldom, yet an expression rested upon hit
handsome mouth which, though difficult tt
describe, caused an involuntary feeling o
dislike in those who beheld him for the frs
time.
Theceremony was nearly ended, when TIN
door was suddenly thrown open, and a young
girl rushed in, her features, though wan ant
wasted with recent illness, glowing will
excitement, and her whole frame trembling
with emotion. "The Holy Virgin be prais
ed !" she exclaimed "I ain not too late t
save you, Nina!"
"To save mel" exclaimed Nina, Aus
crimsoning her cheek ''ffom what! Ian
LordiLyndon's wife," '
ellis wife! OH foolish girl, did yo
believe him Z" asked the other. "This i
sap Internal snare, Nina. Look at tha
man." she continued, pointing to the priest
who, pale and trembling, leaned agains
the wall. ,"He is one Of the lords servant
dressed up to trick you to your destruction
That is the reason why he insisted on a Sc
oret marriage but his valet, more homes
thanhis master, revealed to me the Who'll
plot scarce an hour ago, and hastened t
save YOU"
s'Nina, It's false! y exclaimed Lord Lyn
don, angrily.
"I am his wife, Teresa yor have bee
deceived said Nina, and throwing bac
her veil, she gazed with!u look Of coD6dn
fondness into her lovers eyes.
"Read, deluded girl" replied Teresr
placing an open letter in her hand. Sh
glanced over few lines, an ashy paienes
overspread her features, and with mounc
unntterable anguish, she sank faintng int
the arms Of her sister. "My Lord, you
evil purpose is foiled," said Teresa, cain
ly. evil it please you, leave met" an