Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-01-16
AN ITALIAN TRAGEDY.

rice, near Oneglia, two loves named Anna
and Guiseppa, the children of widows in
good circumstances, tho former eighteen, and
the latter twenty years of age. The parents
had given their consent to their union, and
the wedding day was soon to be fixed when
during short absence of Guiscppa, proba.
bly, brought about by artful contrvance: an
intriguing friend of the family prevailed on
the mother Of the bride to give her daughter
to more wealthy lover. Anna, overcome
by maternal importantly, did what she had
not firmness to refuse to do, and promised to
bestow her hand on man for whom che had
no affection. Grief, however, soon under
mined her health and by way of amusement,
| she was sent 10 tho mountains to the olive
harvest. Her mother also went to see some
relations in the country, and an elder sister
was left home.
Anna, nevertheless, grew worse: nay, she
was so i'll, that her friends, alarmed for her
life, sent her back to her mothers house.
Meanwhile Guiseppa had returned and the
report of Annals intended compulsory mar
riage soon reached his ears. On the follow.
ing Sunday ho met her sister at mass, with
the urgency, and with the resignation, of des-
pair, he implored her to procure last inter-
view with his beloved. They agreed that he
should find Anna in the garden in the even-
ing by moonlight, while the only guardian
domestic, an old sailor, was at the public
house.
At the appointed time Guiseppa was in the
garden, and there he found his Anna, weak,
melancholy, and silent; she went up to him
with fatering steps; but in vain he questioned
her; in vain he endeavored to draw from her
the acknowledgement that she still loved him,
and acted by compulsion-not word could
he elict-mute, pale, and motionless she
stood like beauteous statute before him.
At length he clasped the adored object in an
ardent embrace, during which he buried a
poignard in her heart. She fell without a
groan. The murderer hastily fed over the
wall of the garden. The sister, alarmed at
Annals protracted absence, went out into
garden, where she found her lifeess in her
blood and with the assistance of the old
sailor, who had returned too late, carried her
into the house.
The wrrtclled assassin, impsllcd by savage
frenzy after stroling about all night, again
scaled the wall Of the garden, where. he no
longer found his Anna, but only her blood,
which he was busy employed in wiping up
with his handkerchief; when the mother, ig.
norant of what had happened returned early
in tie morning from the rilegiaiura accom-
panied by the friend who was the cause Of
the catastrophe, and, unlocking the gate, en-.
tered the garden. The frantic Guiseppa ran
to meet l;er, and holding the bloody hand.
kcrchitf close to her face, wildly cried,
i" Conosc tu quel sangue!". Do You know
the blood p The mother rushed with a fear.
ful prescntiment into the house, where the
corpse Of her murdered child. The maniac
again npd to the cavern of the neishboring
mountains.
The corpse was decorated after the Italian
fashion, crowned with a garland Of myrtle,
and deposited the night before the funeral in
an open coffin in the church before the high.
altar. Here person was placed to watch
it by the light of consecrated tapers. After
midnight the assassin suddenly forced his
way into church; tue aHrighted watchman
ran Off but stopped at distance to observe
his motions, and beheld the unfortunate
Guscppa covering the remains of her whom
he had murdered from affection, with a
thousand kisses and burning tears; after
which, with the rapidity Of lightning, he dis
patched himself by several pistol shots, and
fell lifcless on the corpse of his beloved vic.
tim. The unhappy mother went raving mad.
During her insanity she frequently excaim-
ed, -" Conosci tu quel sangue" {" and sunk
into q premature grave
THE only substitute for money is polite.
ness. With three bows and smile, a friend
of ours last week travelled from this city 10
Niagara, and lived like fighting cock at
that. Cheap trip that.
AN EDITOR GonGHD.-A late number of
the Hopkinsville (Iiy') Press has the follow
ing excuse: We crave the indulgence of
our readers for the scarcity of editorial in
this ISSUE We have attended several we'd
, dings and parties within the past day or
two, and consequently ovcrcharged our ap-
petite In fact, we were let loose at table
of good things and foundercd ourselves.
, The "Down East Debating Society
having dismissed the question, Where does
, fire 90 to when it goes OUT" have got a
! new and more exciting one up: :" When a
,, , house is ON fire, does it burn up or burn
down."
A Western pedagogue, in teaching the
young idea how to Shoot" found it very
difficult to impress the letter 'G' upon the
memory of an urchin of four years. He
finally asked the young hopeful, by way oi
: illustration: "What does your fathor say to
: the horses, when he wants them to turn to
the rights" "Hep! git along 2.4O" oxclaitn'
ed the youthful prodigy, his countenance lit
M with animation. The teacher has since
adopted different manner of illustrating
his subjects.
A wag on seeing pet poodle which had
been shorn of its lleccy coat, remarked that
he deemed the act which had divested the
, animal of its covering shear cruelty.
WEAK doses of wash.board are now re-
, commended to young ladies who complain
t of dyspepsia. Young men who arc troubl'
ed in the same way may be cured by strong
preparation OF wood saw.
'fnruE is gentleman in tue Legislature
| who can he trusted with any secret; fol