The Bedford gazette. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1805-current, 1862-04-11

! DelOIe HUI a-f+i
Leopold rushed forward and snatched the SYM
boil from his hand, breaking the chain by which
it was suspended saying, ''not SO, old man;
none of your priestcraft mummcry over him now.
Let him die, like dog, say, like base dog
| that he is.'
"Incarnate wretch" !" exclaimed the now cx-
cited priest, ''giW back that sacred symbol ;
touch it not! asyou value your hope of heaven,
give it lack! give it back! say, ere thy bro
Tiers life depart" ,l
"Heaven!' he answered in hoarse whisper
'Ileaven!" and his proud lip curled with de-
mons smile. GAY, pirate of heaven, old fool,
to fools such as thou thysef art, and such as is
thy meek disciple there; but tell not me of suclI
old worians tales Heaven indeed! ha! ha II
and he laughed until the forest rang again
'sNo let him die! licking the dirt like vile
dog! for thus by h--ll he SHALL" and he DASH
ed the jcweled emblem upon the earth and tram
pied it in the dust.
The old priest shuddered and turned pale with
horror. 'Forbear! impious wretchr' he cried .
''lest the just judgments of Heaven strike thee
dead"
''Old dotard, defy both thee and heaven Y
and spurnig with his foot his PROSTATE brother,
he turned on his heel and left the spot.
The old man knelt beside the dying youth.
! ''Forgivc him, my blessed boy" he softly whis-
pered, "and thou shalt be forgiven.
''Forgivc him! yes,-I do--God knows--I
-" and with long drawn sigh he expired.
The good old man wept aloud in agony, as he
prayed long and earnestly for the departing soul;
then turning to the unconscious maiden, he used
his utmost exerions for her restoration; but
finding his efforts vain he fastened to the man
sion for assistance.
When the sad tidings reached the Lady Elvi-
ra, she swooned and was carried TO her bed
| from which she never rose. This last terrible
sorrow finished the work that care and anxiety
| had heonn. Her -anfnehlad constitution coud
endure no more, and after lingering few days
in delirium, she expired, calling in heart rend-
ING accents on her son; beseeching him to restore
his brother to her arms, and spare his mother
the agonies of a broken heart.
The morning after the sad tragedy, servant
entering the chapel where the corse of Alphonzo
was laid preparatory to IFS burial, found the
BODY of the Father Antonio stretched, liteless
and cold, across that of bis beloved pupil The
scene of the previous day was more than his
AGED frame, accustomed as it was to tranquil
repose, could bear An apoplectic fit had done
IFS work, and during the lone, faithful vigils Of
the night, the. summons came that called The
good old man to lis rest.
For weeks the gentle Pauline lay in the bal
ance, as it were, between life and death; but
finally her constitution gained the mastery; but
6 when those eyes were unveiled, which were wont
to she'd such gladness round, their brightness
was gone; and the Signor, who had been watch
ing, patiently, sorrowfully watching, for look
of recognition and love from the now only re-
naming member of his once happy family, fell
the sad truth, oh! how desolately, that her rea
son was dethroned. and she was an idiot.
Oh! it was sad to see that lovely girl, wher
she had strength to leave her room go immedi
ately to the rock, where she was accustomed tc
meet him, TO whom her hearts first, purest affec
ton belonged; and there sit and converse will
him, as if he were by her side; and gaze fol
hours upon the spot where he yielded up bis lift
for her sake. Sometimes her guardian woult
think of hope, as her eye would momentarib
brighten ari her pale cheek flush, and she woule
weave |. chaplet of white flowers, (she always
G chose whte) and whisper the name of Alphonzo
but it was only for q moment; the vacant stare
would return; her check would resume its wont
S ed pallor; and lstlessy scattering the flowers
, at her feet, she would gaze and gaze until it wa
: painful even to dsinterested observer, to not'
the fixed and passionless expression of her fea
!. lures. Day by day would she resort TO her cho
S sen scat, and even when the dcws of evening
t were falling, would not return, unless her uncl'
t or a kind attendant would take her by the hand
and then she would suffer herself to be led, pas
sively, as though she were an infant
She lived many years, and was ever the SAM
i pale, quiet, gentle being. She never wept; the
fountain of her tears was dried. The rock was
her constant resort, and at last chill evening
4 in autumn, the attendant going to lead her home
+ found her cold and rigid, in kneeling posture
n on the very spot where Alphonzo died. Rea
: son seemed to have returned, and with it the sac
memories of former years; for a tear drop wa'
o on her check, and in her hands was clasped {
: little cross Of pearl, the last gift of her early