The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1874-11-12


death IA imminent-an alternate prostration BY |
suffering from hend-like proyocatiOns with reae-
lions Of heroic energy. Her closing scene Is pro-
foundly pathetic. She says Of herself that she
has no faculty for describing things, but she GER
talnly tells her dreadful story with remarkable
clearness. The only exceptions are when she Is
In a state bordering ON delirum from the intensi-
ty with which her memory reyives the events Of
her unparalleled trials AN ExLEl
The Letters and Fragments.
Forgive me, dear, dear Otty, thelength
of time that is sure to elapse before | am
able to keep the promise made to you
before l was taken away from home as
the wife of the Marquese di Albarozzi
You said you were sure l should have
thousand strange things to tell you,
dear; but, alasl you could little imagine
the scenes would be painted in distem-
per and encaustic. You win wonder
how such technical words come into my
head, dear 0tty, but you will understand
all about that very soon. Soon, do
say?-well, soon or late, but most proba-
bly, much later than wish, because
neither my head nor my hand is very
often in the best condition for writing;
and when it is done, or a certain portion
is done, shall then have to wait till
means can be found to transmit it to
you. Am l prisoner, then2 Am l
watchedP Ali dear, sweet 0tty, when
we used TO play at having a feast, with
primroses and pOlianthuses set out IN
paper trays and seallop shells in the
garden of your uncle's house by the sea,
what philosopher, what genius, nay,
what angel, could have foreseen the ter
rible contents of that cloud which in a
| few wears was 10 burst over the little
golden head you remember, now so pre-
maturely gray, and besides so thin, dear,
that the lightest breath Of wind scatters
II all over my eyes .,i.It s. .H, ID. "a,
You, so happily married and enclrcled
not only with all the Injuries Of India,
but with tender and loving hearts, will
deeply feel my 80. In English It VIII
have better chance of getting safe out
of this country my Italian Translation
is intended for the nearest relation of my
dear one, in case we should both be sud-
denly cut off. What have to tell you
has, all transpired in very brief space
in fact, since was carried away the vic
tim of family misfortunes, pride, and
blindness. Often | have taken up pen
when thinkingof you, Otty, intending to
| lay bare the secret of my secluded, my
worse than withered life; but the pain
and the loathing disgust at some things,
far more than sense OF shame or re-
morse concerning acts entirely induced
as we'll rs done by others, have continu-
ally rendered me unable TO write asingle
word. Still from time to time / shall
force myself to do it, especially as there
| is always great relief in such communi-
cations TO those we love.
That am the only daughter of an
Irish nobleman, who disappeared alb
ruptly from fashionable circles, is about
as much as you know Of us, unless your
uncle has communicated the rest. And
this, fancy, he would not be likely to
do, as he was aware that some of our
family history was a tender subject. My
mother was the daughter Of an Italian
ladt of rank, the widow of Count c.,
whose estates had been confiscated by
Austria after he had been shot as lead
4 er in one of the patriotic TebelliOns,
/ Having nothing to support herself and
her daughter, she went on the stage as a
cantatrice She was well received,
chiefly on account of her misfortunes,
but also because she was regarded as
possessed of peculiar beauty, having
brilliant light golden hair, and dark eye
brows, with long black eyelashes. My
mothers hal, was quite black, you
know; and so was that of my father.
| Curious. wasn't il, that l should 20 take
after her mother, and be so unlike my
own. But these odd things do happen
now and then, have heard. Well, my
father, Lord A, at that time dash
| ing young man on a tour through Italy,
seeing that golden head one night at the
opera, fell in love with it more than with
the singing, and obtained an introduce
ton. But directly he set eyes on my
mother, then girl of little more than
\ sixteen, he was struck with the differ
ence between the real beauty of youth,
unadorned and not madeu up (senza orna-
menti e non uompOsto), and pale, care
worn face that needed rouge and stage
i lights to give all the beauty that en-
Chanted him, poor man. So he married
my future mother (the phrase, dear, has
a smack Of my Irish blood, don't you
think?), and took her straight to his
house in London. In few weeks more
my mother would have been on the
italian stage; but they both agreed to
keep all silent on that subject. .C'm a'l.l D
Lord and Lady A. were equally
i proud of their descent, and were equally
without any ideas on economy. When
ever they Saw anything or heard Of any
thing they fancied, it was at once order
ed without the slightest thought of what
it might cost. They were comparatively
poor, this youthful couple, yet they lived
| quite up to their position in society, and
| therefore greatly beyond their own
4 means, 80 that by the time my educa-
ton, such.as it waa, was completed and
IL should have been introduced into so
ciety, my father found himself quite ru-
ined. They both seemed as much aston
ished at this "a Iflit had happened Ia
somebody. else. The wrecks of his
! property being gathered up, Lord A
s9w that there was barely sufficient for .
respectable existence. We therefore
were Obliged tp omit London and giyipf
K up all society, we retired to an old dilap
idated castle on the Coast of Clare, there
Z TO live az best we might, and at any rate
Z avoid the endless humiliations tina
1 attend the poverty ora family Of ranl
ia Ehgland.,'H '9iar3'
i had just attained my nineteenth
year, when a rich Italian lnobleman
bearing the title Of the Mafchese bdi al
barozzi, arrived one morning at the cas-
tie with letters Of introduction fTOm.l
lNeapolitan nobleman who was no
!, aware Of our present condition. HI
,, , had been Very in)iniale/ win my father
Lord A., during the short-live'
period of his imprudent splBndor4 Bu