The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1873-11-15

An now 0lHerenly oeat tuese Two humau
hearts. One pregnant with love, goodness,
charity, sympathy; the other rank with hypocri-
sy, dark with unbelef.
They came to town uumoesed, you may be
sure; the stranger, because a few days previous
ly terrible affair had occurred. Old Lord st.
Hilary, the relic of the beaugarcons of former
days, had been robbed and maltreated. Men
were by no means so favored as the beau Se1e. -
Above all, family jewel of immense value had
been taken from his person and on recovering
from his wounds and fright, he swore vengeance.
He took active measures to fulfil his VOW.
The wedding was to take place at the old rela-
tons, Mrs. Duchesnes house, and on tagging
wings the day at length arrived The marriage
was celebrated, and the happy pair were in the
act of being toasted by the father Of the bride,
when strange noise was heard below rude
voices were upraised oaths mutiered a rush
towards the festive saloon. The company rose.
"What is it ?" asked MIR. Hardcourt
The door was broken open for answer. The
officers OF justice filled the room Two advanced.
"Come, captain" said they, "the game is up at
last It's an awkward time to arrest gentle
man on bis wedding day hui duty, my noble
captain, duty must be done"
Eniranced, frozen beyond resistance or appeal,
the bridegroom was fettered and The bride she
stood there, her hazel eyes dilating till they SEEM
ed about to spring from her head.
'AIy Richard what is this"
''Scoundrels p said Mr. HArdcourl, release
my CON-"
The men laughed One of them was examin-
Aiss-sa-.s-..
mond in the cenire worth = .i;im Where
did you get this, miss p he said.
Her friends answered. for the terror-stricken n
girl was inartculate "Mr. Mowbray's wedding
gift"
ooh, oh This was the diamond Lord ST. Hill
airy was so mad about By your leave" and the
gem was removed from the neck il encrcled
She comprehen1ed something terrible. She
found speech. "Whom do you take Mr.. Now
bray Tor ?' said she
"W hom a.? Why the renowned Captain de Mont
morency."
shritk-so fierce in its agony as TO Cause the
criminal to reeound-str.ck on the ears OF all
present; inseusibility followed, and Flavia was
removed. So was her bridrgrOom-to Newgate
The trial was concluded-ju justice was sppeased
the robber was doomed. And bis innocent
and uupouted viciim-. For days her lite had
hung on thread. But youth and health closed
for IA short time the gates OF DEATH She recover
ed Reviviug rs from u dreadful dream, she
could scarcely telievc in the ttrrile event which,
tornado like, had swept over her. She desired
her father to repeat the circumstance. Weeping,
and his venerable gray hairs whittier with sorrow,
Mr. Hardcourt complied. She heard the recital
in silence. Presently caspiug her fathers hand,
"Dear parent" she said, "when-whenP' She
could utter no more nor WAS it necessary he
comprehended her but too well
"The day alter tomorrow
"My Flavia my dearest daue hter ~
"Father, | must be there Do you remember
your jest' Ah, it has come to pass in bitter
earnest. must he there?'
Nor would she be paciied she persisted -
uoru hyc of IN " hpr
her way. 1t would he said, be less dangerous
than denial.
Near Tyburn seats were erected. Windows,
balconies to be let out 10 hire. One Of these last,
the most private, was secured end on the fatal
morning Flavia was taken thither in close
rage, accompanied by her parent and her aged
cousin. She shed no tears, heaved not single
sigh and suffered herself to be led to the window
with a strange, immovable calmness. Soon
shouts and the swelling murmur OF dense crowd
reached her ears. The procession was arriving.
The gallows was not in sight, but the fatal cart
would pass close. 1t came on neareT-more like
a triumph, that dismal sight, than II human fell
bowman Fastening to eternity.
She clenched her hands, she rose up, sEaining
her fair white throat to catch a glance OF the
criminal Yes, there he was, dressed gayly, tie
ominous nosegay Haunting in his breas', dull de-
spair in his heart, reaching from thence TO his
face. AS the train passed Flavia's window, hy
chance he raised his hot, bleared eyes; they rest
ed on his bride, his pure virgin wife. The wretch
ed man uttered a yell of agony and cast himself
down on the boards of the vehicle. She continued
gazing, the smile frozen on her face, her eyes
CLASSY, motionless, fixed.
They never recovered their natural intelligence.
Fixed and stony, they bore her, stricken lamb,
from the dismal scene. Her old father watched
for days by her bedside, eagerly waiting for
ray of light, token of sense, or sound. None
came She had been stricken with catalepsy,
and it was blessing when the enchanted spirit
was released from its frail habitation- the
pure soul was permitted to take its fight to hap
pier regions. Poor Mr.. Hardcourt sunk shortly
into state of childish imbeclity, and soon father
and daughter slept in one grave.