Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1860-06-09

gaze of his luming eyes. But we need no'
pause to describe bim-we have seen him
before. 1t was he who knelt so wildly and
desparingly over the dead body of Henry
Cleveland, in the gambling saloon in New
York
"Stay-I forbid this marriage" be ex-
claimed, laying his hand upon the altar-rail'
"There is cause why these two should not be
united !"
"And who, sir, are you :" the nstonished
clergyman asked.
The intruder fixed his burning eye upon
the shrinking bridegroom, and replied, in O
clear, musical voice:
al am one whom this assembling villain
we'll knows and, if mistake not, there are
others present who will also recognize me-"
AS the speaker paused, Jenny Gray, who
had, at the first interruption, instinctively
shrunk awny from him to whom she was about
pledging her irrevocable vows) started forward
step with the surprised and half joyful
words:
Jasper Cleveland p
| "You ore right" he said 81 am Jasper
Cleveland, the brother of that Henry Cleve.
land, to whom you we're once betrothed and,
who was driven to Gil suicides grave by the
black villiany Of bis traitorous friend Edgar
Monroe p
"How-expain your words" the sbuddering
maiden whispered.
"l will, and gladly. You knew that Henry
Cleveland died o death of sin in the great
city but you have never known that yonder
balIled mscreant-thank heaven that had
it in my power to save you from his clutches
you never knew, ! say that be betrayed
and tempted the noble soul who trusted IN
him, to his death. But this is the simple
| hn tO n
murderer las guilty in the sight of God, as
though the blood Of Henry Cleveland, at this
moment, crimsoned his foul hands p
| at is false !" the baf1led gamester hissed
through bis set teeth. "Lar-imposter, who
ever you ore begone, and delay this ceremo
ny no longer"
| There was on ominous flush upon the brow
and q dangerous light in the eye of Jasper
Cleveland, as he turned toward Monroe. He
was but human, and if, in the deep excitement
Of the moment, he forgot the sacred character
of the place we all well pardon him. He for
got everything, in fact, except that the mur
derer of loved brother was before him bi:
muscles swelled with the strength of giant
and, seizipg Edgar Monroe in his Iron grasp
hurled him stunned and senseless, to the
earth.
81 have thought, at times, when my brair
was almost crazy, that / would kill him, ant
make him atone for his crimes with his life
But, not were better to leave him to thC
vengeance of Heaven"
There was no exhibition Of unwomanly feel
ing upon the part of Jenny Gray at the con
clusion of this extraordinary scene. She real
lied, shudderingly, the full extent OF th'
wretchedness from which she had escaped
and turning without sigh from the pros
trate form of Monroe, she took the arm OF he
friend and preserver, and left the church.
One brief addition, and this brief life-recor'
is compile. Just one year afterward, ther
was happy bridal celebrated in this sam
village, and, as before, the lovely Jenny Ora
was one of the parties. But Jasper Cleve
land was now the brdegroom-and happie
one it would be hard to find. Both had sol
rowed over the untimely death Of the ill-iate
brother, and their companionsbip in sorro'
had prepared the way for beautiful and ur
, dying love.
And the same day--so striking was tn
! coincidence-wtnessed the miserable deaf
J of the wretched and sinful Edgar Monrot
l., who fell in O duel in one of the Wester
{ States, meeting bis death at the hands of on
= whom he had rreparably wronged and di
hoDored.
g We have told tho story, dear reader, as il
. events actually occurred, choosing not to en-
!, bellish it with any of tho aids Of fiction.
Q comprises two scenes from the life'dran
0 constantly being enacted around us-a dram
a none the less truthful because often unol
0 served aud nninviting.