The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-07-17
i have come for the almond said Henry,
IS the chem list raised his sm all black eyes to

/ his.
Have you brought the price, young man {.
Henry thre purse upon the table. Carlo
counted out the yellow coins, one by one
trying the weight and ring of each, until he
had numbered a hundred.
Right said he, as he swept them into his
bosom. Il only wish [ could sell sack OF
double almonds a: that price,
Carlo Berbi then produced large almond,
neatly halved, and containing twin kernels,
one Of which was clipped at each end.
'Whoever swallows this said the Italian.
holding up the marked almond, does him
self no harm; but | would not be be who
shall eat the other. Do not make mis-
take.'
Never fear said Henry, as the chemist
glued the halves together. But how long
does it take to effect its purpose?'
Three hours. and leaves no trace, my
young friend. You ordegd this to be m mad e
rca dy three weeks ago and as you have not
called for it, l began to think your courage
had failed
The time had not arrived said Henry, as
he placed the almond in his vest. But tell
me. old ian, have we not met beforc?'
Where, until three weeks since?'
In Italy, where l lived some years ago
There is and ajr-a tone in your voice that
TrtniuIS me OF some one tnAI O1Ce Knew
in Rome, said Henry St. Maur.
All had a relative there; perhaps YOU
knew her. said Carlo, gazing sharply into
his face. She was very beautiful all said
aud her name was b ianca, the Flower Girl
S.. Maur grew ashy pale, but in moment
he replied i have seen her. What has be-
com of her?'
She is lead She gave her love to some
Young and heartless william. He deserted
her, and she died some twelve months or so
ago The DESTROYER Of her young life was
German Count, have heard. He had left
Rome three or four years before Blanca died
in my arms. l wish l could find the
scouudrel. So long as Blanca lived she
loved him, but now that she is no more. I
would give all my gold to have an Italians
vengeaucen
And Justly, too. said Henry, the repro
batel Well, good night
Good night my young friend. Do
not eat the unmarked Almonds
Not I, indeed laughed the heartless
Henry az he turned and sped rapidly away.
When he again stood in his unc les house
it was throrged with guests, among whom
he was soon scattering Jest and compliment.
Hal said his old uncle. as he met him
near the center of he main parlor you are
a laggari again. William and Clara became
man and wife Just five minutes since.''
Il claim kiss from the BRIDE, said Hen
~, as he saluted the new made wife, and
then grasped the hand of the happy hus-
band
L wish you a hundred years of mutual
Joy, cousin Cara-and you too, William
said be, with smiling lips and devils heart;
and all that jubiant evening, who 50 gay as
Henry St. Maur?
All g2S9 mlne 59s snd 1d9'tYfe wYf, over frosted cake
and dainty viands, ruled the hour. Then
said Henry St. Maur. as he filed plate
with almonds, Come cousin WIN, since we
are newly-m ade kinsmen, eat philoTmna
with me; and who loses shall forfeit to the
br.de.'
Agreed, laughed the joyous bride groom.
Seek double almond
An! / am sure | have one here said
Henry, crushing the almond for which he
had paid in gold. This is yours now!-we
eat together and forfeit singly.'
All unsuspecting, the gallant youn war
rior, nearer death tn an when British bullets
had famed his manly cheek that morn, ate
the unmarked almond kernel; while St.
NJ aur, half unconscious of the act, so fierce
were the guilty throbbings of his heart, swal-
lowed the other kernel.
watching the bride and her spouse as they
moved in grace and JOY in the lively dance,
a servant approached him and told him some
one wished TO see him at the street door -
II enry i'm patiently followed the call, for he
had hoped to see that handsome face grow
de adiy pale, tn at manly form relaxed into
sud0 en death, and to hear the crash of his
rivals fall at the very feet of his blooming,
bride. He found Carlo Berbi at
the door.
You did not eat the unmark ed kerneln
asked the old Italian, eagerly.
NO. ate the one Clipped at the ends"
replIed the traitor.
1t is WE'LL said Carlo. Now go read
this;' and, as he spoke he placed billet in
his hand aud hurried away.
Carelessly, for his mi ind upon the
bridegroom, Henry St. Maur opened the
note as he entered the hall again, and read
these words:
"W ith her last brea tn, Blanca told me
the name Of her DESTROYER She knew not
what she told, for delirium ruled her speech.
She said the true name Of the pretended
Germ an Count was Henry st. Maur OF New
Orleans. | sought that vilain-I found him
in you-your likeness, so long worn on the
bosom of Blanca, guided me in my search.
Blanca is avenged. for Henry ST. Maur shall
not live to see to-morrow's sun. He has
swallowed the poisoned almondl
"BIANCA'S FATHER"
How pale, how ghastly looked Henry St.
Maur then! WHAT sight so pitiable as tn 9
traitor strangled by his own treachery? He
said not a word. He fed to the house Of
the chemist: the door was barred, he
camored in vain.
When the next day came, the corpse of
Henry St. Maur lay cold and stark upon the
ground, and the letter which the icy hand
grasped revealed the mystery.
Bianca's father was never more seen in