The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1867-11-13

that she might have walked
through the earth unharmed.-
Meekly and modestly she ap-
preached Alphonso and besought
him to grant her single boon.
Whatever you ask shall be be-
slowed, fair lady, was the kind
response. g..
She blushed at his compliment
and disclaimed it (. I.
II am not fair, sire" said she.
"More than forty years have
passed over me, and most Of them
years of anxiety and : sorrow: but
it is in your majesty's power to-
relieve me from all further grief"
:, 'ssTell me how, dear lady," said
the king.
by restoring to his freedom
one who was unjustly deprived of
it," she replied. "For years l have
wearied the, ears Of every prince
in Italy to grant me this, but all
in. vain. <:Piero Bruenoro, a brave
and gallant solder;,lie prisoner
within the old castle Of Falentia,
for revolving against Storza."
"And what is Piero,: Brunoro to
you-father or brother ?"
A blush as faint as, that (which
dyes the heart: Of. the white rose
stole ever hersfaded. cheek; as she
answered, HNeither, sire ); he is my
|betrothed husband ~, 80 2..1-.e -,
f. Briefly she then related, to the
king, with a touching si,npfitity
and earnestness, that she had been
orphaned at, three years Of age;
that Brunoro had saved her from
want when he was a mere youth !;
that! having no, female relatives,
he had kept her beside him: and
nobly and delicately, guarded her
with a brothers Tenderness, and
with more than brothers fond
est affection; that he had been ar
rested and thrown into prison,
whittier she was not permitted to
follow him and that, grown des-
perate by the continued imprison-
nent that was awaiting him, she
had come to lay her heart at her
sovereign's feet, and entreat him
asa Christian man and; a Chris
tian King to strike off tho fetters
|Fsof a deeply injured fellow4being%;
~ Ter VOICE gathered strength as
she spoke, and her, little figure di,
Hated with the emotions under
which - She Ilabored. Alphonso
l.looked-:at her with admiration:
Her. long. black yeurlss in which
! u We're ! $iintermixed . few threads
which sorrow, not age, hadtouched ed
kwithf silver, were, thrown back
from her face; and her pale white
hands were clasped4 upon hel
bosom. I.-,-.>~. =: ,'>H
"Ladv,' said the king, "you
shall sorrow no gmeresHif Alphonsc
of Naples can prevent it."
+: He; drew a small writing,desk
towards him and!selected two rolls
of parchment, writing few words
on each. To the dim eyes that
looked upon them thereywas but 6
! sinyfesl44ameson~either er'that seemed
.legihle., but as the mist Of tear;
cleared away, tie, words became
| visible to her zsenses. lone, .7rol
contained the order for Pfefo Bru
noro's release from imprl sonment
the other appointing hlmtto a higt
post ioatalle ioaale army with hIich emoIu
ments... Gratefully she oknelt; ant
! wept her thanks and With :
hearty blessing & from the goe'
King yAlphonsos:she edeparted II
carry. the welcome news to tn
prisoner. 80
Ten years of weary imprison
ment had done their work upo1
the powerful frame of Brunorc
but the strong heart they- coul
not subdue. That was still, tru
to the little maiden whom he ha
always loved ard many a wear,
hour had been cheered by the re
.. membranee other whom his crue
enemies would not allow to shar
his confinement, as she had desire
J to do. Half-waking, half dream
l. ing, he sat on the small. wretche
! bed at the hour Of twilight. Tn
= door had Enclosed so lightly, thu
= he had not heard it. but a breat
. was upon his cheek, and a so
= voice in his ear, that brought bac
a remembrance Of long ago. |
. his distracted state he whispcre'
u Bona! beloved Bona! when Wi
! you come % And the sweet vol(
y y answered, II am here, dear Picrf
u I will never leave you again"
n She trembled as she spoke, fl
d hardly had the sound left her lip
e when the poor prisoner fell dow
~ like one dead. Il have killt
" him! !" she shrieked: and the b
IS nevolent jailer, hearing her word
rushed into the dungeon.
e 1t was long ere Piero Bruno:
e. awoke to- the full consciousne
h ofthe freedom awaiting him,
wasioy enough to hold the below
v, Bona to his heart, and look ,up'
5, her face, which although pale 2!
n withered from it's first bloom, VI
9. dear as ever to him. Then ear