Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1865-06-22
European Gossip--A story OF
Love and Revenge.

n farlslan JOufBai relates the following
story Of unlawful love and revenge:
The chief actor is one of those Bedouin
Engishmen who live alternately in all the
European capitals, except when they are
on an occasional jaunt to Egypt or to China
or to India or to the Holy Land. He never
travelled alone his wife was with him, his
bona fde wife, for notwithstanding his er.
rant llte--so apt to weaken ones morals
he had all the English respect for the sex.
and true Engishman's love for his wife.
She was beautiful woman, one of those
keepsake" beauties that once seen, makes
a man dream forever. Her social success
was very great in all the cities they visited.
In Rome, after some years marriage they
became acquainted with German artist, Of
a good deal Of reputation, who. to his art,
Joined the learning Of a Benedctine, and
knew the city OF Rome as well as Wrinkle.
man or VisceRtl. The German volunteered
to be their cicerone in the Eternal city
they gladly accepted his Offer Many were
the hours they passed with him in the
museum Of the capital, the Vatican, in st.
Peters, and in the delightful excursions they
made in the environs Of Rome. The artist
became in love with the English lady, and
she reciprocated his affection.
The husband was long while in seeing
the stain upon his honor several years had
passed away before he perceived it, for he
was very much pleased with the artist, and
they had long been upon the most intimate
footing. Although stung to the quick by
such faithessness aud such gross violation
OF the laws of hospitality and friendship,
he said nothing he disiked scenes; he
was, nevertheless, determined upon COM
plete revenge, and he appealed to cooler re-
hections to furnish suitable punishment
The passions are bad connsellors. He left
Italy and retired with his wife to England,
saying nothing but du recon- to the artist.
When he reached England he told his wife
of the painful discovery he had made, and
gave her back into her fathers hands. He
then returned to the continent alone, and
visited Germany, Russia and France, where
he purchased great many paintings; he
then went to Italy, meanwhile continuing
to purchase paintings, and at last-two
years have now passed away since their last
meeting-he called on the German painter,
who still lived in Rome. and demanded sat
isfaction from him. His challenge was ac-
cepted, and the Euglishman, according to
the European custom-nuch better than
OurS-being the offended party, selected the
weapons. He chose pistols
During the past two years he had prac-
ticed daily for several hours, and his known
address with the pistol had become an un-
erring certainty Of shot. He sent the shot
wherever he wished it to go. The parties
went on the gound-they were placed at
thirty spaces apart, with the privilege of nd.
vanclng ten steps before firing. The signal
was then given. One! Two Three Tire
The word was scarcely out of the seconds
mouth when the Engishman fired, without
moving; his antagonists pistol fell from
his hand, and was discharged by the fall,
the bal Il hurying itself in the ground The
Englishman's ball had shattered the artists
hand, and amputation was necessary his
career was ended-and forever.
A few days after the alnputation the Eng
lishman called upon him, and without no
ticing the angry reception he met, said to
the suffering artist
'lt you think my vengeance is satisfied
with your shattered hand and the wreck of
your artists career, you strangely under
rate the agony of a deceived, dishonored
husband. Though have condemned you
to life of vain regrets, to nover ending
series of impetent sighs, to total oblivion
by all amateurs and historians of art"
ooh, no, sir" interrupted the artist his
face beaming with ray of hope, the last
you cannot do. My Madonna at ST Peters
burg; my Luther at Berlin, my flight into
Egypt, at Paris; MY
The Englishman Interrupted him in turn:
"Spare me-" said he, 'the names of your
works, but look over this catalogue, and see
if have not the exact list of them ALL"
Eyes, they are all there-even the paint
ing finished the day before the duel"
$50 | was persuaded. All the paintings
on this catalogue are my property; being
my property do with them what | please
l please to burn them, aye, to burn every
one Of them, that your name may be ef-
faced from the glorious rolls of artists. In
two hours from this time your toll your
conceptions, your skill, will be as completely
effaced from this world as the lines which
the urchin traces in the sand are offacsd by
the rising tide; fire is as destructive as
water.
In vain the poor artist begged for mercy
the wronged husband was insensible to his
suppications, and in two hours the servant
brought to the artists room large earthen
vessel commonly used to contain OIL filled
with ashes-it was all that remained Of his
faintinus