The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1868-03-19

:. art. But, ablI never had the happy
talent Of 40 improvisatare. In place
therefore. OtpOeIiz'ng, | will tell you
something that happend yesterday, ou,
lille fdend GuilO Balzctti, took me
round the Magdalcne Church, and whilst
we were wandering Aboat, he pointed
out a particular spot TO me; and bid me
stand quito sill there, telling me that
there might'bO overheard what was said
at another spot at some distance in the
church. And he was right al that
other place stood the confessional No,
Q. Ihad hanlly placed myself on the
marble Dag Indicated 10 me Than heard
chalming voics-God knows who Il
was speakiug-but she was couiess'ng
the sorrows Of her heart and her sins 10
tho holy father. She had husband.
she said, whom she love0--she loved
him. and he loved her. ho was very
kind 10 her, and left her much Of lib
Crty; in short, she gave the husband
credit for all SORTS fgood qualities; but
unfortunately, she had fallen in love with
another mani She did not mention his
name. | should ik 10 have heard it,
He must bo one VI our. h hondsOme caVa
lers about the town. Aad this other
loved her, too she could not help ii
poor thing and SO she found room for
him in her heart as well as for her hus.
band. The other one was so handsome,
SO pleasing, so fascinating!
~ =" Well, if
her husband dill not know what was go
ing on be could no, be vexed. and
it would do him no hlrm, So she had
promised 10 admit the lover early this
morning, Do you hear? This is what
the French danes call 'pusser Ses, ca
prices Al last she begged tho go1d
priest to give her absolution before hand
And he did 50; he gave the ubsolu'ioni
What do yol think of all this my lover
sail the marquis, as ha arose from the
couch, where all was now still as death.
H.H-
'Well, lhe coutiaucd in jacular tone.
'our worthy ptieststare almos'. tooc0m-
plaissnt and indulgent--at least most Of
mem. USf Old 'tdSaer Gfeg gOnn, now
evet. would have taken ou q task after
a different fashion, il you > = -
dc bSkrof nbroptly. while he quietly,
lail the pillow ini's Qyo place and de-
libsrOIely turned down the embroidered
coverlsl. It was The architect Giulo
Baz.lti, whom the mirqnis beheldi be
had ceased to breathe. als
Have you been to confession lateh ,
my L,uraF' asked the marquis. There
was no answer.
rs itlong since yeu have been TO con
cesion?' be asked. in louder and
sterncr voice, am
NO, replied the young woman, in the
lowest possible tone.
'ApprOpOs, said tho marquis, as be
covered the frighlrully distorted and
blue face of the corpse with. the cover
lei, 'sholI we not go 10 the grand fesli-
val al the church to,day? The process
ion begins exactly at twelve o'clock. |
shall order the carriaga-ws really must
moi miss it, at fal.aiHj
He reruraed to the dressing room.
The marchioues, was sitting in large
cushioned lounging clair. the thick tress'
cs of her Gatk hair hanging nsgligently
down, her lips and cheeks as pale as
death, and her hands resting listlessly
on her lap. :.
what Is the matter, my dear chili?'
asked the marquis, inwardIy triumphiug
at her distress, but with fairly aud friend.
.ly words upon bis lips, you have ris-
en- too early, my little Laura; and YOU
have also faligued yourself in trying
to dress without assistance. Where is
PipetlaH l shall ring for her now
He, pulled tho beIl.rOpe-a approached
his vile fe--slighlly kissed her brOw-and
then left her apartments,
Al midday, when all the bells of the
churches we're pealing, the mrquis'
splendid state carriage, with four horses
adorned with gild'd 'rappiag', stood
before lhe cate of his palace, aud q