The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1874-12-03
Select Storg.
The Tragic Story Of Emilia
Darano.
TRANSLATED BY AN EXILE.
From Harper's New Monthly Adgasiae.
CONTINUED.


CONTINUED.
Left alone with Sebastiano, it will
readily be supposed that we rushed into
each others arms, with torrent of hur-
ried words; but we sat speechless, look
ing at each other. The confounded (COn-
fondiao) state of mind and feeling in
which the Abhorred had reduced us
could not possibly be endured any lon
ger. Sebastiano rose from his seat, and
approaching me with measured steps,
took my hand very gently in his, and
said,
"My dear, my adored Emilia, sag what
you wish to be dOne-something must
Immediately be done-Only say Whdt you
wish, and place my life, even as l
have already placed my heart, at your
feet"
These words caused me burst of tears,
bat was quite unable to speak or
TX. Finding me quite unable to re-
SebastianOs face lost all its fine,
1ly curving outlines, and seemed to
hardened into a kind of metallic
Or as he declared he would kill the
marchese directly he re-enteTed the room.
Two or three ornamental stilettos were
living about, and he at once selected the
longest. This reused me from my stu
por. could not agree to it. / suppose
a woman always flinches at blood when
the moment comes. Besides, to bequite
honest, | was afraid the marchese who
was as 1.-the and agile as tiger, would be
more likely to kill Sebastiano. He al
lowed me to replace the stilletto with a
deep sigh of despair. Now we found our
tongues, fearing the return of the fiend,
and proposed first one thing then anOth-
er. We agreed to try and escape from
Naples at the very first chance. But
when we called to mind the prompt re-
turn of my letter. and next the sudden
disappearance of DR.. Maurizzo, we saw
how futile the attempt was almost sure
to be.
Then we simultaneously proposed to
die together, and suggested that we
should throw ourselves in the bay infOl-
ded in one another's embrace. To this
Sebastiano objected, as he could not en-
dure the thought of my being devOured
by the sharks, which were so numerous
at that season. Poison was then decided
upon; but 1t then struck me that, as we
had fixed to die,we might at least try the
&c chance of escape together with that
being able to pass few days together
il concealment. Having the means in
cur hands, we could die directly the ne
e9ssity arrived. This was final. The
tempt needed money, and SebastianO
mad plenty. | had none, not even a
jewel.
The marchese returned, saying he was
much better, and apOlogizing for having
left us SO long. He spoke much about
the painting. and the copy he wished to
be painted for lord and lady A-,which
he intended to send to England, and
onward to where they resided. But it
was only the head and bust that he wish
ed TO have copied. AS he said this he
laughed in strange sort of undertone, ,at
which should have felt scorn and dis
gust enough had not been too agitated
within. He then spoke casually, and
a careless air of friendly interest, Of the
important commission for pictures would
shortly be given. When SeDastiano
bade us adieu for the night the marchese
gracefully embraced him as he left the
room.
This completed the business for the
mental rack so far. No more in this way
could be done and suffered. The elegant
fend listened at the window till the las
sound of Sebastiano's footsteps had dice
away; he thea came and stood in from
Of me for some time in menacing atti
tude without word or motion.
"Wretchp cried |, aloud, unable tC
Andure this moment longer; "wreteh
monster what is in your mind? Speal
it at once Murder me at once def
4 spit at your Saying this made al
ut really to spit upon him, bu
,parched lips and mouth refused any
log beyond husky sound.
His eyes flashed gith light far worsI
nthe eyes Of sny wild beast of mature
es..e sprung upon me without uttering
word, flung his arms round me, bore mt
off to my apartment, dashed me anyhow
upon the bed, and commenced tearing OF
my clothes as if had been carried into
Jungle. ... My cries and screams bro
no one to my assistance. 1t seemed
was lot yet to be murdered. The feroci
Gus sensualism and the devil-like spiri
of revenge held equal sway He wounC
and rewound me in his long arms, and
heard the half articulated words,
HlfeI to refuse me to dare to insul
one like me by persistent refusSlsl Bu
you have found your reward"
Iheard no more until the monste