The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1859-07-27

shudder, and then hesitate. But the stran-
gar turned round 10 see if he followed, and
he proceeded
l can neither express or account for my
interest in the lover of Camilla, but &C
great was it that followed TO see the ter.
mination of the scene. Two men, of rath-
er an equivocal appearance, followed the
stranger. The Italian was alone and ever
and anon looked wishfuily and anxlously
atound.
You are stranger you want second,
| will stand by you in this affair."" said |,
advancing.
He extended his hand and shook mine.
knew well the despair conveyed by that
pressure When the choice OF weapons had
been made, we passed through several
lonely bystreels, and left the city.
Never had the moonlight appeared TO me
SO lovely as at that time. The skies were
intensely clear, and the air redolent of the
most voluptuous freshness. There was in
all nature an indefnable irony of repose
aud happiness that added 10 my Sadness
Arrived at the usual resort for personal en-
counters, the stranger, with the utmost tran.
guilty. proceeded to stripping, tucking up
his sleeves TO the elbows, examining his
sharpened foil with the minutest attention,
and throwing himself into All attitude that
woud have'doie honor 10 an v professor
He smiled. | ieIt my very blood creep
at that smile. AT the very first pass the
Italian fell, trasfixed by his adversary's
weapon. He essayed 10 speak, but the
gushing blood prevented him. He sirove
to make sign, but the commissions OF death
rendered the efforts abortive. "Camilla !!
Camilla w cried Mehought felt my
hand warmly pressed. The tension of the
with the damps Of death-his istless limbs
were sliffened, and all was over.
In the interim, his adversary was quietly
wiping the ensanguined blade, and consult
ing with his coadjutors "Assist me-" said
/, imploringly, "in transporting this unhap-
py man 10 some place where he eau find
succor. The assassin eyes his victim with
much the same glance that an experienced
physician beslows on a patient. He felt
his pulse, and, turning 10 his friends, he
said, ''lt is time for us to be Off He is in
no need of assistance. He is dead man J"
They left me alone beside the corpse.
felt exceedingly uneasy. neither knew
the name Of the unfortunate gentleman, nor
10 whom should transfer his remains. Up.
on looking around, | saw, by the moonlight,
something glitter. 1t was the clasp of his
pocket-book which had fallen during the
preparations for combat. 1t contained a
immature of Camilla, a letter addressed 10
Sgnor Paoli Frenzi. | read it. 1t was a
love leuer-the first he ever received from
her, dated, in an agtated but evidently
beautiful hand, on that very day. 1t is
scarcely possible 10 conceive the mounful
sensation experienced upon readirg the
tender prolestations OF a young girl, by The
side of the manimate body of her lover.
Some peasants approached. They were
going 10 market with wagon. prevailed
upon them 10 ctthvey the corpse of Fricn&
to town, and after having informed the
magistrates of the event of the preceding
night. belook myself TO the dwelling of
Camilla. Pale, but with the stern resigna-
ton of settled despair, she understood, at
the outset, the full import of my sad account
Without interrupting me, sne listened to my
detail nor; when had done, did she say a
single word in comment sought in her
infexble features something TO identity
her with the Rosna of the evening before.
But ii was in vain. 1t was Nemesis en-
bodied. She breathed but for revenge.
"His nameP' said she, at length.
al know not" said /.
"His name?" she repeated, springing TO-
wards me "what is it IL will know 1t !"
placing poignard at my breast.
seized her arm and turned it aside.
"I call heaven 10 Witness" said |, "that
know not his name"
"Forgive me, ah forgive me-" said she;
"you, SO kind, SO generous, you received
his last breath-forgive me-" And then
she multered, it is immaterial shall
know it,"
-Four years after this occurrence made a
voyage 10 Naples. AT night went to the
play. The performance was 'The Barber
of Seville" Rosina made her appearance,
and Rosina was Signora Camilla.
started, and almost mechanically look
ed around for paoli Firenzi His murderer
was again seated at my side. Camilla
knew him at once, for she broke off in her
cavatina with an exclamation, but she re-
covered herself Immediately, and never
had found her in better voice, or her ac-
tion SO perfect.
My heart sickened at the sight Of wo.
man singing composedly in the sight of her
lovers assassin. could not Withstand this
undeniable proofjof insensibiliiy. Quilted
the playhouse, and sauntered about the
streets of Naples. AS returned 10 the The
atre Ia Seila, the crowd was Just issuing
from it.
Suddenly, on turning corner, female
who was flying ran against me. She look
ed dup-recognised me, and uttering a wild
cry, she exclaimed, "He is avenged g-
and in her crimsoned hands that clasped