Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1856-01-16
W. r. DURIsoE & SON, Proprfetors
An ITALIAN TRAGEDY.

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Aerecent traveller relates, that favorit.
dramatic piece in the towns of Genoese terri
tory is founded on the following tragic story
A few years since there lived at Port Mau
rice, near Oneglia, two lovers named Anna
and Guiseppa, the children of widows ir
good circumstances, the former eighteen, ant
the latter twenty years of age. The. parent!
had given their consent to their union, ane
the wedding day was soon to be fixed wher
during a short absence of Guiseppa, proba
bly, brought about by artful contrivance 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 frmness 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 to 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 hel
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 he 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 faltering 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 a word could
be 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 lfeless in her
blood, and with the assistance of the old
sailor, who had returned too late, carried her
into the house.
The wretched assassin, impellcd by savage
frenzy after strolling about all night, again
scaled the wall 81, the. garden. -Mbere. h. no
longer found his Anna, but only her blood,
which he was busiy employed in wiping up
with his handkerchief; when the mother, ig.
norant of what had happened, returned early
iu.the morning from the rillegiaiura, 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 her. and holding the bloody hand
kerchief close to her face, wildly cried,
x" Conosci tu quel sangue!". (Do you know
the blood p The mother rushed with fear.
full presentiment into the house, where the
corpse of her murdered child. The maniac
again fed to the cavern Of the neighboriug
mountains.
The corpse was decorated after tue Italian
fashion, crowned with 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; the afrrighted watchman
ran off, but stopped at a distance to observe
his motions, and beheld the unfortunate
Guiseppa covering the remains of her whom,
\ L. l.l .,,,1oraH fran, oToottop ,rith q
thousand kisses and burning tears; after
which, with the rapidity of lightning, he dis.
patched himself by several pistol. shots, and
fell lifeless on the corpse of his beloved vic.
tim. The unhappy mother went raving mad
During her insanity she frequently exclaim.
3D." Conosci tn quel sangue!" and sunk
into premature grave.
THE only substitute for money is polite.
ness. With three bows and smile, friend
of ours last week travelled from this city 10
Niagara, and lived like fighting cock al
that. Cheap trip that.
Az EDITOR GoneED.-A late number ol
the Hopkinsville (Ky) Press has the follow.
ing excuse: We crave the indulgence ol
our readers for the scarcity Of editorial in
this issue. We have attended several wed,
dings and parties within the past day OF
two, and consequently overcharged our ap'
petite. In fact, we were let loose at table
of good things and foundered ourselves.
TIE "Down East Debating Society
having dismissed the question, where does
fire 90 to when it goes out!" have got a
new and moro exciting one up: When