True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1856-11-05

air." he added, as he took Balzatti's arm.
and led him to the promenade on the out
side of the town. The two gentlemen
walked up and down there for about an
hour, when the Marquis bade the young
man adieu, saying at the sane time. go.
morrow, after the festival is over. we will
come out as uaual 10 our villa"
At very early hour the mex. morning
the Marquis entered his wife's private
suite of apartments. The wailing-maid,
who Just at that moment was coming into
the ante.room by another door, started
and looked quite astonished.
"Did your lady ring!" asked the
Marquis.
"No you excellency replied the woman
courtseying low and coloriig violently.
"Then wait till you are Called" said
the Marquis as he opened the door Of The
dressing,room which separated the sleep
ing room from the ante-chamber.
As he crossed the threshold he was
met by his loving wife, a,tired in morn
ing gown so light and flowing that it
looked as if it must have been the one in
which she had arisen from her COUCH
The Marquis stopped and stood still, as il
struck with his wife's extreme beauty.
He did not appear to observe the uneasi
ness, the inward tempest Of feelings that
chasing all the blood from her cheeks
sent it to her heart, and caused its beat
ing to be plainly visible under the Sigh
fabric which was thrown around her.
"You are up early this morning, An
tonio!' said the young marchioness. in ;
scarcely aud ible tone Of voice, with ;
deep blush and forced smile. "Wha
do you want here"
"CouId you be surprised, my Laveiet
Ia I light of my eyes 7" said the Marquis
in the blandest and most insinuating man
ner--" could you be surprised if | CANT
both early and late And yet, dearest
this morning my visit to you is not alone
You know to-day is the feast of the hol,
Magdaline, and a great festival in tn
church. lhave taken it into my head Il
usher in this day by paying my tribute o
admiration to the glorious Magdala o.
Titan which you had placed in you
sleeping apartment. Will you permi
me be asked very politely, as with SLOW
steps, but determined manner, he walket
towards the door. 49,.
Everything is really in such sad dis
order there" said she, with rapid glanc
through the half open door; "but
60 since you will. shall begin making
my toilette here in the meantime"
And he went in.
'How charming! he cried in peculia
tone of voice." how charming is not al
this disorder! This graceful robe throw
carelessly down--these fairy slippers
There is something that awakens tn
fancy something delicious in the YER
air of this room all this is absolute pc
etry.' ....
His searching look fastened itself upo
the snow white couch. the silken cover
let Of which was drawn up and sprea'
out, but could not entirely conceal tn
outlines Of human Fl gure, lying as fla
as possible, evidently in the endeavor t
escape observation.
II will sit down awhile" said III
Marquis in the cheerful voice Of perso
who has no unpleasant thought in hi
mind, and contemplate this master
work." ......
As he said this he took up pillow, it
white covering trimmed with wide lace
and laid it on the spot where he though
the face OF the concealed person Nigh
be, and placed himself upon it with a
the weight of his somewhat bulky figure
] whilst he placed his right hand upon tn
chest of the reclining form, and presse
! on it with all his force.
! Without needing the involuntary, fright
. full, and convulsive heavings-the death
{ throes Of his wrelched victim, the Ma
quis exclaimed in clear firm voice:
s How beautifully that picture is 6nisf
ed! How noble and chaste does III
: lovely penitent look, all sinner as she wa'
5 with her rich golden locks waving owe
: her neck, and those shoulders whittier tina
3 alabaster, while those graceful hands ar
D clasped, and these contrite fearful eyes
l seem gazing up yonder whence slou
, mercy and pardon can be obtained. On
t could almost become poet in gazing o
/. so splendid a work Of art. But ah !
!. never had the happy talent Of an imprc
t visator. In place thereof, Of poetising
: l will tell you something that happene
3 yesterday. Our little friend Gulilo Ba
g zetto took me around the Magdalin
: Church, and whilst we were wanderin
b about he pointed out spot to me an
bid me stand quite still there, telling m
8 that there might be heard what was sal
a, another spot some distance in th
: church. And be was right. AT that 9th
D er spot stood the confessional No. 6.
5 had hardly placed myself upon the NAL
BILE flag indicated to me than ! heard
charming voice-God knows who it we
D speaking-but she was ccnfessing III
|. sorrows Of her heart and her little sins
/. the holy father. She had a husband sh
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