Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-11-03

of nsr lover; the former taking advantage of
the silence Of her father, fell on her knees be-
fore him, and beseached him to restrain his
anger. But the Jew waved his hand, while
his fury Mt length burst forth in words
"Begone thou disgrace of thy tribe thou
reprOach to thy father or shall slay thee -
The girl, shuddering and overawed, erept to
the little balcony, and in a few minutes dis
appeared. The Jew seemed suddenly to have
formed a resolution; his eyes, in the darkness
OF the night, burned like Goals Of FIRE he NUT
tered lneoherent words, and snatchlng from bis
claiming:
"Unbeliever cOntemner of the law of Moses ,
oppressor OF eur race it will be no crime 10
send thee now to that hell whittier thou would st
but 60 at last -
=, The dagger graned shakspeare's breast, bat
infuriated Hebrews hand
Old man, WOO thy daughter honorably. "
Son OF Belial even thy honorable love
would be infsmy But my dagger is gone
can have no revenge?"
with the quickness of thought he mounted
70 the balcony that Pre- jected over the starting
ana drew the ladder, by which he had ascend
ed, after him. Shakespeare, although he al.
vlned not what the Hebrews motive might he.
waited the result of his action with extreme
anxiety. Presently be heard faint cry like a
supplleaiion for mercy: then a shrek broke Oh
the stiffness Of the night The father and
uanghter appeared at the tOpmost window
which overlooked the Thames Jessy's sleeping
room was there, and ii was fully apparent now
what the incensed and madde ned Jew intended
DONG Shakespeare shouted to him to desist.
anu began In heste to climb the balcony
Ourses OF thee and thy paramount ex-
Claimed the Hebrew. dragging forward his
struggling child; thou shalt not live 10 bring
this disgrace on my name.''
.
II was over. The unnatural and atrocious
deed had been committed The Jews g1shiny
eyes marked his child sink into the rusb;nS
waters tar beneath; iendsh exultation lit IN
MS scountenance, and he smOothed his beard
ana laughed. Shakespeare was thrilled with
horror at what be witnessed he plunged into
the stream u the rescue of her, the beautiful.
the suIltless one. He dived where she sank,
put the tide was flowing so rapidly, that the
current had carried her through the arch. She
noated now at distance-sank again-tbe ap-
onlzed swimmer reached her at length, and
succeeded In placing her in his boat
"Jessy my own Jessy," cried Shakspeare
straining the beautiful girl to his heart, and
printing kisses on her cold lips. Her dark eyes
were closed, her fair arms dropped lifsless, and
her long wet tresses envelOped her az with a
veil. What 10 the lover now was y,n,eance on
the destroyer he thought only of the destroy
ed. In desperation he conveyed her TO the
house OF medical man on the Bankside but
every effort to effect rcsuscitation proved abor.
tive The light of life was quenched the late
warm heart would throb with passion 10 more
and the sweet flower, which had bloomed on the
arid soil OF the desert was plucked by de lth in
the spring time of its brightness and fragrance
The BOrd Of Avon knelt at the tomb of the
once love ly Jessy. His poetic fancy heard her
gentle voice in every passing wind and the
bowers that decked her turf seemed to breathe
the perfume Of her sigh In after time, when
grief for her whom he had loved, softened into
a hallowed worship, he embalmed her memory
IN ImperIshable verse. Yes, the Jessy of Old
London Bridge-and let none harshly gainsay
our assertions the sweet Lessca in the Ner.
chant of Venice-and her diabolIcal father il
the avaricious, unrelenting ShylOck