The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-06-06

ever happened 10 Gudher alone she wa.
graciousness itself natural frank Sym
pathetic aud charming beyond words
Bat Il The Prince happened TO come iH
she froze towards me Al once Was She
firty Everything contradicIcd thp
idea No she was pledged to the Prince
aud was afraid ofawakcuiug bis jealousy
( Yet loved her IN spite Of all
Atlast came crisis. The Prince,
originally cold hauicur deepened into
almost surly insolenee Once on twice
Miss Yonberg, | thought feared an cx,
Z plosion. I shall never forget the implor
Ing look she gave me at a ball, when the
Prince finding me at her side, quite for
got he was a gentleman That look wa.
/ the last drop in my cup OF bitterness.
There was a train at midnight by the
way OF Civita Necchia ! would take That
aud put thc Atlantic, as soon as might
4 be, between me and my hopeless love.
/ One last glimpse, said, is all ask,
cannot even trust myself to farewell
/ Mrs. Townsend told me they were going
to concert at the Barberini palace thi,
evening. am not asked there, but
will TO the Goldoua about the time
they will return and catch unseen, a look
at her as she descends from the carriage
/ The Palazza Goldona Is one Of the
smallest Of its rank, and has not even a
courtyard. II is situated on side street
/ that runs at right angles with the Cor.
so. Up and down this narrow street !
/ paced between II and Il o'clock that
night. Once or twice fancied another
cloaked figure was engaged on the same
/ errand, as once or twice before when
watching for a light in Miss Nonberg
/ window | had also tancied ! was not
alone. A last the rumble Of approaching
wheels was heard, and had just time to
conceal myself behind one of the huge
columns that ilanked the portal when the
coach came rattling up. In another mo-
ment Mrs. Townshend, followed by Miss
Vonberg, had descended; the great en-
trance swung wide open, and the elderly
lady disappeared under the glowing arch
way. But her companion paused for a
moment and looked up and down the
street as if expecting some one. Had the
Prince promised to follow them homer
/ Or had he been prevented from attending
the concert and did she hope that even
at this late hour, be would pay her a
/ visit
A jealous pang shot through me. il
was only for a moment, however, that
she waited. After hasty glance up and
down the street, and an instant of eager
listening, she turned and entered the
portal, the carriage meantime driving
rapidly away. AS she went in stepped
noiselessly forward, my eyes hungry to
follow her TIL she disappeared entirely. l
was SO absorbed that | did not observe
another cloaked figure which had been
concealed on the opposite side of the
portal, and which sprang lightly forth
after me. All noticed was that Miss
Vonberg suddenly turned, as if detecting
footsteps behind her. To escape recogni-
ton, darted TO one side, throwing the
cloak over my face. That sudden move
mcnt saved my life. A dagger, that
would have penetrated my heart If it had
gone where it was intended, struck me
on the shoulder blade and glanced off;
but it was driven with such force that,
coming unexpectedly as 1t did, it pros
trated me prone on my face.
A piercing shrek cut the still night air,
there was a rush of woman's garments,
and Miss Vonberg was kneeling beside
me, endeavoring to lift me up.
He is murdered she cried; and never
shall forget the agony Of that voice.
The Prince has done it, Then in whis-
per, as her arms clasped me frantcally,
OH my love-
Could believe my ears? Was it me
she called by that cndearing epithetI For
a moment remained passive in the dear
arms that encircled me, till, hearing the
footsteps Of the porter and Mrs. Town
send, was compelled to rise.
am not hurt, darling, ! said; was
only stunned for moment--
Thank God, she cried, with a long,
eager look. Then she started back, the
color deluging her face; her hands went
up to hide it, and she burst into tears.
My arms were around her immediate
ly, in spite Of the spectators. You know
me, | cried; you return my loye-oh
merciful fatherl what happiness!
She looked up at me timidly.
Yes, | know you, she replied softly.
have seen you watching my window some
nights. ] wanted to warn you against
the prince, but never had a chance. |
knew your life was in danger , aud
she broke down again.
The next morning found me an early
visitor at the Palazza Goldona, for, as the
reader may suppose, did not leave Rome
by the midnight train. My mistress met
me, all smiles and bushes
In love with Prince Borgiai she cried,
Indignantly, when ! confessed my ieal-
ousy. am too thoroughly au American
ever to have married any foreigner, least
Of all Prince Borgia. For weeks have
done everything short Of rudeness 20 get
rid 81 him Ills mother, before he came
to Rome, wac very Kind 10 me, and !
could not, for her sake, treat him a. I
otherwise should Ever since that day
Oh the Campagnu, Or rather The day after,
when I saw bis manner toward you,
have dreaded some such attempt a. this, !,
for ! knew lis Jealous yindictiye uafnre