New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1860-03-08

ard holy, IN hDcDaeis eyct, aou h'o
But the battle never WAS such child play aS Guld0
dapper ArcbaIgel seems TO have found IT,
q For Hesven's sake, Miriam" cried Kenyon, a.
tonsheo az the wild energy Of her talk; pant the
picture Of rans struggle against sin according u Jour
own idea | think 1t wlll be q masterpiece"
1.-The picture wonld have lis share of truth, assure
YOU" she answered; but am sadly afraid the VIC
Tory would fall Cd the wrong side. Just fancy
smoke .blacke ned, feryeyed demon, beetrdiDg that
nice upg angel clulcbing his white tbroa. ~th one
of bis biu6er cawt and giving triumphant wbsk Of
bis pcaly tail, with poisonous dart at tue end Oh ~
That IL what hey risk, poor souls who DO oa'ue Win
Micheels ere ny"
IT. psrbsps, struck Miriam that her mental die
dujetnoe cas- mpeipg her 10 az undue ylvacity; Tor
sbe paueed, and turned away from the picture, with
out saving word more about it. All this while,
moreover Donstelo had been very i'll at ease, casting
avesIlck.n and iDqunipg gIances ut tho deid nouE;
az If be could lock low here out NJ that CHASTITY OBJECT,
merely because it shocked him. Death has probably
o peculiar horror and ugliless when forced ufon the
coItenpDaOn of person naturally joyous as Don-
atello, who lived with completeness III the present
mon eIt end was able to form bat vague images oil
tue iu'pTe. -
. What is the matter, Donatsllo = whispered Mir
lam fCothI civ. You are quite in tremoie, my
poor friend What is it 2"
"This awful chant from beneath the church"
snsweJed Dor eo " it Expresses me; the cir ID so
heavy with il that | can scarcely draw my breath
AID yoIder dead monk j feel as If ne were lying
right scToes my heart"
=" Take courage r. whispered she again, " come;
we VII approach close to the dead monk. Inc on,y
woy in such cases ia 10 stare the ugly horror right in
the face; "a sioeoDg ance bor nal -l0os lot
those are what show fri hfo thing in Its trght'ueit
as,ec. Lean on me, dearest friend Ny heart -
very strong for both of US. BE brave; and all ID
well" ,.,
Donstello hung back for moment, but then pressed
elose TO Mirsms side aid suffered Der to lead nm up
to the bier. The sculptor folio sed. A number OF
per OILS, chiefly women, with .eyersl cnIdreI alnons
hon fha a
tn &c friends drew nigh, mother knat GOWN ana
csus.d her little boy TO kneel, both klesng Tue oeans
and crucifx that hung from the monks grdle ros ,
s,by he bad DIED il The odor OF eahettyi V', az AZ
events dc 18th aid his brown frock ana co"I made d
sacred image of this reverend father
THE DEAD CAPUCHIN.
The dead monk was clad when alive, IN the
brown wooden frock of the Capuchlns, WIN the hooa
drawn over bis head but go as 70 leave te
and Dor ion Of the beard uncovered. ~ rosary and
cr, " hun. at biz side; his hands were folded over nus
breast bic feet The Of bare-footec order IN nus
lifeline arc continued in deathl protruded from be-
nth his habit stiff and stark, with more waxen
look ,ban even his They were tled together a.
the al kles with a black ribbon
TIE countebance as we have already sad, was
fully dipplayed IL had puTplish hue pom IT, unlike
be paeltfs Ct an ordinary corpse, bat as little resem-
bling The flush Of natural hie The eytlds were put
partlelly drawn down, ard showed the eyeoIls De-
reaib as if the deceased trar were steang glimpse
a, the b, sapders TO watch whether they were 00ig
imrres,td W tp the sot unity of his obseques The
sba. oy yebrOws gave sterness TO tue looS.
Miriam paced between two Of the lighted candles,
and stood close beside tue bier.
HNy God - nurmured she. "What Is this y
She prasped Douatellos hand, ana at the same IN
slant felt him give cOuvusiye shudder which she
knew 10 have been caused by sudden ana terrlDle
throb Of the he,rt. His hand, by an instantaneous
change, became like ice wrhin hers when likewise
orW 20 lev thar their insenabe fingers might have rat
led ope against other. No wonder that their blood
curded; no wonder that their hearts leaped and
paused TIE dead face Of the monk, gazing at them
b.ueh ts half -cosed eyeds the ylsage that
had sTed Uponther naked souls, the past midnight as
DopsLeo flung him over the precipice.
The sculptor was standing at the foot OF the bier
and had L ct yet seen the monks features.
"Ihose raj ed feet r. ssid he. L know not why,
but they fect me strangely. They have walked to
and 10 bard pavements Of Rome, and through
a hundred other rough ways OF this life, Wnere the
monk went begging for his brotherhood; along the
coisleIs and deary corridors OF his convent TOO, from
bis youth upward 1t lie a suggestive idea to track
those worn feet backward through all the paths they
have rodden since they were the tender and rosy
little feet of baby, and lcoid as they now are were
kept warm in his mothers hand"
AS biz companions, whom the sculptor supposed to
he close by him, made response to his tauclu mus
ing be looked up them at the head Of the BIER
He advanced thither himself.
"Hav exclaimed he.
lie cast horror-stricken and bewildered glance at
Miriam, but withdrew it Immediately. Not that he
bac any definite suspicion it may be, even remote
eee Tor this mans sudden death. Ia TRUTH it seemed
90 wild thought 20 ccnre ct in reality, Mrlam's
persecutor OF many past months and the vaga'ond OF
he preceding night with the dead Capuchn OF to-day.
Ii rtseu bed one of those unaccountsbe changes aud
lngs Of identity, which often among
be perst nages of dream. But Kenyon, beii.sd
TIE professor of imaginative art, endowed with
an exceedingly quick sersibiity, which was apt to
give him iptimatOIs of the true state of matters that
lay hey ono his actual vision. There whisper in
his ear it said, "HushW Without asking himself
" therefore, he resolved to be client as regard, The
nvste o,,s.,,,, bich ne had r .de and to leave
any remark or exclamation to be voluntarily offered by
Miriam. If she spoke then let the riddle be I'M
eolved.
And now occurred circumstance that would seem
too fantastic be told if had not actually happened
sey eet it down. AS the three ireude stood
BY the bier they saw that little eream of blood had
begun TO ooze from the dead monks nostrs; it crept
slowly toward thicket OF his beard, where, In the
couTfe of moment or two, 1t hid itself.
A" How strapgew ejaclated Kenyon. 1.-THE monk
died of apopleXy, suppose by some sudden acci-
cent, and the blood has not yet concealed"
Z" Do you consider tina. sufficient explanation"
asked Siriom, with smile from which the sculptor in
turned away his eyes. Does 1t satisfy
youF
"And why nct7' he inquired.
"Of course, yen know the old superstition about
tbs phenomenon OF blood flowing from dead body"
she 7, joined. How can tell hut thar the muir
defer Of this monk or, possibly, it may be only that
tered the church Z"
81 cannot jest about it, said Kenyon. "Ii is an
ugly. sight|
'"TrSe true; horrible TO see or dream of !" she re-
pled with one OF those long, tremulous signs, which
70 often betry sick heart by escaping Unexpectedly.
1--WE will Jot look at it any more. Come away, Do
nalelo. Let us escape rom this dismal church. The
sunsline will do you good"
When had ever woman such trial to snsian as
this BY 10 possible supp,sitOn could Miriam explau
Il identity OF the dead Capuchin quietly and decor
ousl, laid out in the nave Of his convent church, with
tina; Of her murdered persecntOr, flung heedlessly at
tic foot of tho pr.cniee The eli. upon he maoi