The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1872-04-19

could not take proper aim.
The Count obeyed, but not mus
Gle of his face moved, and after the
General had fired his pistol he opened
his eyes and smilingly said:
"You are bad shot, General"
"Let me feel your pulse" said the
doctor. "By Jove! it is slower than
mine. You are a mystery"
The Count smiled.
LET me apologize and explain. u
said the General. "Thc insult and the
duel were alike the result OF wager
we have all lost; it is impossible to
make you exhibit emotion OF any
kind"
"Yes,' said Madame dc St. Ange,
advancing, You arc indeed Il man OF
marble"
mo, Madame said the Count -
"but as you are all so deeply interest
cd, | will tell you what | ANA man
without heart"
1--WE know that
"Not iiguratively,' said the cheya-
lier, but literally
bah p said the doctor, "you could
not live an hour"
My heart was taken ont of my
bosom six years ago. | was suffering
deeply, OH so deeply, aud the physl.
cian, rs a remedy To save me, took my
heart out OF bosom. See, here is the
scar"
The Count opened the bosom of his
shirt, and the doctor saw scar in the
region OF the heart"
still, said the doctor, 'you could
not live; the thing is impossible"
Not ut all, since live. The doc
tor took away my heart in a silver
box, and have never felt either pleas
ure or sorrow since"
The doctor for some minutes looked
intently ut the Count. Then he took
Nine. dc st. Angc by the arm aud led
her aside.
Mad, of course mad; on one point
4 monomaniac. Perfectly sane on
every point but this-but utterly in
sane on this point"
Can he be cured 7"
Yes, ii you could persuade him
that his heart Was once more III his
body"
Il think | can
For some days the party ut the
chateau went on as usual. tue only
difference being that Nine. dc St
Ange was more frequently in the so.
ciety OF the Count than she had been
before, and that he seemed to- get &C.
rustomed To her aud To miss her if she
was long out Of his sight. Still not
one word OF love did he pronounce.
At length Nine de ST. Ange, being
alone with him, took his hand. and
in n low, trembling voice addressed
him:
Count" said she, Il have comics.
sion to make to YOU"
''To mc!'
"ies; you know your heart was
taken from your
Yes"
"Well, do you know what WAS done
with it:"
"No."
1T was given to me; it was placed
in my bosom; do you not feel ,he
quick, loud beating? 1t is the beat
ing Of two hearts united in one"
Then this is why | seem TO desire
your society. My heart! my heart"
exclaimed st. Floy; ito think that
should have found it again. What
must life be with heart? | have al
most forgotten the sensation"
''It is love; it is happiness; it is the
revelation of God on earth. All !!
Count, | who feel with two hearts, |
have found the world paradise
Would you. not like to feel once again,
to know the variations of the sonl,
like the sound of different harmonies,
bringing pleasures of all kinds: SEN
5ations, emotions"
'Ahl would that / could feel"
II will restore your heart, and mine
will ever beat in sympathy with yours
as long as we both shall live. The
doctor shall take the heart from my
bosom and restore it to yours"
The doctor, when let into the con-
lidence of the Baronne, was delighted
with the experiment. The Count was
to submit to the operation,
and laid on his bed, and the doctor
then applied the scalpel slightly to
the skin. "Here," said he, lin this
silver box is your heart. Now, are
you ready? Prera once more to
live. Now, do You feel it? 1t is
once more in your BOSOM"
The Count heaved a deep sigh and
grew suddenly deathly pale. Nine.
de St. Ange, who was watching him
from behind the curtains, rushed to-
wards him.
"Ignance" she exclaimed; but the
Count merely turned to her with a
look of sadness; look full of love,
and placing his hand on his new-found
heart, exclaimed: "Too much too
much!" sunk back on his pillow and
expired.
"What does this mean p exclaimed
Nine. de St. Ange.,
t.It MEANS" said the doctor, "that
besides besides beng mad the Count
had disease of theart, which proba-
bly, suggested his madness. The first
great emotion he has felt, that is, the
first sane thought he had, killed him."
Nine. de St. Ange kneeled down by
the bedside. The Count had taken
with him the only love of her life. A
few months later strange supersti-
tious feeling came over her. She
would pause suddenly, as though list
ening for some voice she alone could
hear; then placed her hand on her
heart, looked eagerly around, till at
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