The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-07-17
ROSS & ROSSER, Publishers.
THE POISONED ALMOND.

auu ON tue Ialal riUeS OF the
Americans, and the glad tidngs had leapsd
from the red field of battle to the anxious
hearts of the citizens of New Orleans As
night came down upon the rescued. the glare
of huge bonfres. the flashing of dancing
torches, and the glitter of ofinnumerable lamps
with jubilant shouts cries, and exnltant
laughter, that met eye and ear ut every turn
betokened the victor's triumph. The hum
bic home OF the artisan, and the proud man
sion of the rich alike shone with the light.
and resounded with sounds of lov. But no
home was so gay and res plendent as that of
the wealthy and hospitable General Dame
inert; whose twin born sons had that dav
been foremost in the battle, and who were
now fresh from victory to see their only sis
ter welded to William Avern, a voung and
distinguished captain of the Tennessee rifles
Long before Pack enham gave his soldiers
the bandit watchword of booty and beautv,'
William Avern and Clara Dainemert had
pledged their vows; end their loves having
gained the willing consent of the General.
the day that should see them united had
been fixed upon. and that day was the Sth
! of January; though when the time was ap-
pointed, none dreamed that it was 10 be
I day OF battle. HOnored and urscathed the
young Tennesseean had ridden from the
/ field as the enemy turned in defeat aud j is
may aud with the old whitehairei Dame
inert and his warrior boys. had fastened to
bear the happy news to mother, sister and
/ betrothed
She shall be yours 10 night my dear vii
Ham, said the old general, as they drew
rein before his house. What happier date
for a marriage anniversary han that which
shall be matron's pride. Ha! the good
news is before u.s., he continued, as his wife
and ana hterS Srr4rD from ba bouca 70 ryraa,
him.
Thank heaven you have all returned safe
in life and limb was the exclamation Of the
wife and mother, as she embraced b er hus-
band and sons.
Thank the God of battles that lie has
given our country the victory.' was the re
sponse of the stout old patriot.
The lovers uttered not a word. but the
beaming of their eyes spoke volume of mu-
tual happiness.
But if the Joy of the lovers found no ton
que the clamorous and hearty shouts Of the
ebon visaged servants, clustering around with
eager faces that shone in the torchlight,
made pie amends.
! have promise 70 fulfill said the Gen
eral, 'and we must invite our friends as fast
as legs can carry messages. William is to
we'd Clara this night. Come, wife, you are
uimble with the pen; write to those who
stand upon etiquette, and hurry off verbal
Invitations to the rest. Send for your
bridesmaids, Clara; my sons shall be your
gr0ousrn on. William ! would that your
father were alive to see this happy day!-
You spriog from a race Of soldiers. my dear
boy, and this campaign has proved you
worthy CT your descent
This was spoken as the General led the
way into the parlor, and every word was
baorj Nv - f,csl
man who rose from sofa when the party
entered.
We'll, nephew, we won the fight, and
Henry St. Msur was not there said the
General with severe glance, as the young
man met his eye.
Henry ST. Maur when taken prisoner at
Detroit replied his nephew. pledged his
word not to bear arms against England dur
ing this war. But my heart was with you
all, uncle.'
III had been at Detroit retorted the old
patriot and if | had been Henry St. Maur,
I'd remained a captive rather than accept
liberty with my sword in limbo. Butmake
ready, my boys, for the wedding Be merry
and happy while you can!
SO sUying the noble old soldier hasten
to change his dress; while his sons, with
William Avera, hurried to their apartm ents
to exchange th cir war stained garb for gar
meuts beitting the occasion.
Henry ST. Maur, a coward in heart and
villain in mind, had long loved his cousi
Clara, both for the wealth that would be
hers, and for her lovely person. He was the
sor of the Generals youngest sister, and his
father had been French officer, who had
served under Lafayette. Both father and
mother sprung from brave and warlike line,
but the son had inherited none of their
nober traits.
shrewd schemer, a cowardly potter,
and selfish unscrupulQus man. St. Maur
lad lived thirty years AM not done one
worthy deed The name and influence of
his uncle had obtained for HIM a captains
commission, but the tap of the drum AMI
the fume of gu1powder always drove his
watery blood from his cheeks Glad to for
sake the field for the carpet, he had return
ed to his uncle's to push his suit for the hand
of Clara Danemert. But be met blank re
pulse; ior it Was already pledged to the
brave and handsome William Avern, young
man of noble character and rising fame =
Had be dared, st Maur would have fought
bis rival for the prize; but his craven soul
iustinctlvely shrank from a com bat with the
Young Tennessean. St Maur had already
enough wealth to content any but mer-
cenary spirit, but Srasping eagerly for more,
and infatuated with the beauty of his cousin,
he would have sold his salvation to call her
aud her fortune his own.
When left by his uncle in the parlor. as
we related, he hurried from the house with
throbbing heart and burning brain. He
had not dreamed that the marriage was to
be so sudden, and all that day he had pray
ed the evil spirits he worshipped to guide
lead or steel to the heart of his rival. Now
he saw him return triump phant, victor and
a bridegroom He fastened to do what his
wicked mind had long been plotting. Ere
many minutes had passed he stood in the
offica of An arnt hecnrr- I'D Nh -