Nebraska advertiser., 1864-06-10
lie, NEBRASKA, FRIDAY, JUNE, 10, 1854.

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His Colonel offered me insult Rodrigo
struck him. The lash-th lash was or.
dered for his noble back. But cut his
bonds, and we hed to the mountains. For
me he did it-unworthY me. Pardon
him, or kin mel"
Santa Anna essayed to raise the love-
Ily woman. She slipped from his grasp
and cIasped his knees.
"No. uor' she exclaimed. "not till
you pardon him. Let me die for him,
Inf need be. Only set him free. He is
brave-he is true. You must not kill
hint,
Sans Anna felt distressed. But his
voice ard look were cold as the SHOWS Of
Popocatapell. He shook his head, and
said
Though you plead till the break of
the last dawn it viii not save him. His
fault is too great for pardon. Itls mid
night now-the hour of his DOOM
While you wait here, the bullets that are
to take his life may be driven home in
the deadly tubes. You may see him if
you hasten"
The lady sprang to her feet with a
shrek of despair. She looked into the
unchanging and relentless eyes of Santa
Anna, and became hopeless.
"Let me go to him! My husband-o
take me to my husband -
Santa Anna spoke TO the guardsman /;
"Il is well. Let her see him. Half
an hour, more or less, is small account.
But see to it hat the man is dead when
the clock strikes one."
The lady wrung her hands. The Gen.
erals merclless words had hardly died
away, when he was again alone. The
guard, enger and earnest, had departed
with the lady; and in Santa Anna, bos-
ON there vas left the nomory of her ag-
ony like haunting spirit.
In the ravine, half anhour after, down
among the dense shadows of the bushes,
half dozen torches threw lurid light
on a score of glitterring bayonets, pris-
oner stripped for execution, and a faint
ing woman. The prisoner was Rodrigo,
standing there with folded arms.
''Quck p he criedy quick! cannot
witness her agony! Let the blow fall,
before sorrow unmans me.
o, The despairing frmness of that
voice The parting words had all been
said, the parting kisses had all been
given, and, fointing with despair, the
lovely Inez had been torn from her hus-
bands arms Nov she lay there upon
The ground, her head Supported BY a !
bneeling soldier, while another was bath
ing her hands aud brow with water.
why his delay 2" ejarulated Rod,
rigo. .It-is torture to me. Let me give
the word-ready, aim, FIRE -
The soldiers did not obey the prisoner.
1t was only when their Lieutenant re-
peated the word ready" that the mus
ket barrels dropped from their shoulders
to their hands, and the sharp click was
heard as they cooked their pieces.
"Aim :" and up the dozen muskets
went, aud the soldiers eyes cleaned !
along the ;ubes, TO see, that the muzzes
pointed full at the bosom of Pinon ell
Rodrigo
Just then the prisoner spoke---a last
ejaculation: my wife, Inez de Rimsnas.
farewell Heaven keep you. e. M.
1t was the maiden name Of bis wife |
that the doomed map had puered. The
word Sire" was jasf sEsmblipg nsshe
Lieu,enant's lips q - sea n6sn
"Hold cosatnanG the pain
Of death y tbu1aFred 4 be DICE. 5iS,s a /
cloaked form, which bad hialErIo been
90assa(sd in ,hssshadoyf ~ . q came
forward. II am your geuerul Platoon
shnslder arms r. aasll egai
esfhe pieces, und Z tArown
,a. 3, neSnens rs v.14f4,s. -; - ~
resent ssosB IA hSsa surprises.
az. Prisoner, cried Santa Anne eyoa /
called her Rimenas. Whsre--was your
wife bornl'
10 the hacIensa Of Los PormiS." +" re-
turned The astOaisbed prisoner. Her
fslhef'sHaae was J,,an." -
aoseThank &c saints thank the saints.''
cried ihe chief. III is the daagRter of
Isabel de Rimenas. Isabel vas Ay ben
efacror years ago ! I,hasl abeof graf
ilude to pay. Insva oez de Rimenas,
wife Of Rodrigo, aFisse' and he stopped
and tendefIy took The iadg's hauA Yonr
3gsband. Is Pardones!
That clad .annelt assnt was 4 paisnt
harm. A: hln4 osIy elapsed, al
husband and ~ were IN sach osher
rms. Inez wespfA tears Of JOY. -