The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1873-02-06
A W0MAN's REVENGE.

| There is story Of wOinan's revenge which
chroniclers tell, of the stern and terrible mid
die ages. She was an Italian, q noble lady,
cold and cruel and crafty, with eyes that SEEM
ed to swim in languid light, but which could be
keen and wrathful enough when the hour came.
With those languid eyes she had seen, some
times, the cheek of one of her maidens blush
with sudden bushes when her lords step was
heard in the corridor. Seeing this she bad be-
gun to watch-a long, still, unfailing vigil.
Meanwhile che had given fair greeting to her
husband, and courteous words 10 the bower.
maiden, never ceasing her constant watching
for some other sign. At last, ono day, sitting
before her mirror, with her tire woman netting
golden sequins in her long hair-still brooding
over the wrong she feared and never. never
ceasing her keen and constant watch-shc saw
in the mirrors depth those two. They were
standing just out side the door, She saw the
blushing checks grow brighte: beneath her hus-
bands look, and then saw . quick. stealthy
kiss. And then the Count came in, tie noble
gentleman. with handsome face, enc gallant
greeting for his wife. And still she spoke him
fairly, assembling the rage with which her
heart was torn: and we question, il, even in
the days of their woo!ng, her smile had been
Not even Giacinta dreamed that her .a3y's pit
iless hate had already passed her sentence Of
doom.
The next morning the noble Colat rode away
to the chase, with bay of houad aad s!ast Of
the bugle; and this fair lady failed not 20 stand
on the balcony, and kiss her band and wave
her scarf at parting Thea ste called Giacin-
tn. She led her into her io.ds chamber, and
bade her stand still at one ead of the room
She summoned there skillfc. workman, and
ordered him to build quickly wall Of strong
masonry, shutting the victim in. Five hours
the man worked. and tho lady stood br un-
wearied, pitiless smile wreathiaz Is scorn
and hate round her proud lips-a smile that
never wavered; Though driven 20 tispsir, Gil
acinta prayed and wept and estreA4ad. She
would never see the Count again, the poor girl
promised. she would crawl away out o. sight
and die. take poison drown herself, ANYTHING
not to be killed in that room 30 cruelty. Blu.
the lady only smiled that sc0rnfa' smile, aud
motioned with her hasd to the workman to 70
on. At last the wall was closed up, and through
its solid masonry came only a faint sound Of
desparing cries and slrieks of IgOny.
That night the lady welcomed her lord, &c.
rene in beauty, with smiling tenderness. Did
his eyes seek among her maidcns for Gi2c:ntas
face Al any rate, his coward lips never
asked fer her. Did lie wonder at the new wall
across the end Of his chamberl He made no
comments We question # ....s heart did rot
tell him TIE truth; il. for years eftcr, he did
not start from his sam5ers at the sound Of Quo
voice calling helpiessly upon his name. We
do not think tlat voice, however often she
heard it, ever troubled hi. w;fe's seart She
dice. at last in that room. looking Wit. her
cruel eyes towards the wall.-For b moment
she seemed 20 listen and then q grim smile
curved her wicked old lips, and she shook her
falsied hand with q fierce ge:ture, anG NUT
tered with her dying breath, Those sounds
Are sweet"
That was was an old legenI OF woman's
revenge, in the days before the law was v:si-
ant. when the lords and ladies of the land con.
rolled the lives and fates Of tseir cependauts. i.