The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1878-07-11

The Immurea Venetians.
At daybrsak on the. 25th of June
1881, everybody in Turin was still
aslssp. Only Charles Emmanuel, Duke
OF Savoy, had left his couch, and YVES
uneasily pacing his sitting-rooml IN tho
ancient palace of the dynasty. He
had been unable to find rest.
Some vague, evil foreboding of .
sreat, imminent misfortune had haunt-
Cd him all night.
Az he walked nervously up and
down the sumptuous apartment, which
was faintly lighted up BY the first rays
of the rising sun, he every now and
then muttering incoheIe ent sentences.
What can this mesnr he said to
himself. What is going to happen
Is it presentiment of my approach
ing end7 lam very healthy. Barely
forty. Will my wife die? Ny sis
ter
He was interrupted by loud rap at
the door, which he hastened to open.
Then he started back with q cry of
terror, for into the room rushed q
young woman, dressed in torn white
wrapper. Her bare feet were covered
with mud. She was deadly pale, and
painting for breath.
.Angelinap exclaimed the Duke, in
dismay.
Yes, my brother, it is I?' she re-
piled, bursting into q convulsive fit of
crying.
Tell me what all this means,' he
said, inploringly, stepping close up to
her.
She sprang to her feet, and drawing
herself up to her full height, she slow
" Missed out:
1T means that I, the Duchess Ange-
lima, of Savoy, only sister of the
relgning Duke, have been vilely dis
honored.'
As she uttered these words she pre-.
ssnted . weird, awe-inspiring appear
ance.
The Duke shuddered.
'Dishonoredv he calculated. @By
whom?'
Listen, my BROTHER she replied,
sand I will tell you all about this
dreadful occurrence. You know that
I retired at an early hour last night.
The air was 30 sultry that opened the
window Of my bed-chamber. For
hours my sleep was restless and fever
ish; 1t last became very drowsy and
sank into quiet slumber. Suddenly
/ Iawoke, In the dim light of my
nieht-lamp / perceived to my horror
that several masked men were in the
room. I wanted to scream for help,
but before could do so, one of them
exclaimed, sshe is awake. 1 will put
her asleep againl' He rushed up to
me and hold strongly scented hand
kerchief under my nose. I became
unconscious. In that condition / re-
mained for hours, aud three hours ago
I awoke, chilled through, ON the As
torga road, near the deserted old Cas-
tie Teverini. 1t was raining very
hard, and did not meet anybody as
hurriedly sped back to this palace
Then you were carried Off He
stopped short.
She covered her face with her hands
The Duke angrily stamped his foot.
What villains may have committed
this internal outrageT he cried.
She dropped her arms. Her beau
tiful face was livid. A sinister fire
was burning in her large black eyes.
Il knew nothing about it. she said,
only one thing remains for you and
me- she added, raising her voice. you
must avenge me, and
sAnd you?' he said quickly.
Il must die!'
SO saying she snatched his pouiard
from its golden sheath and buried it
in her heart.
With loud cry of terror Charles
Emmanuel caught her form in his
arms. She shuddered convulsively
and expired.
Thus died in her nineteenth year
one of the most beautiful Princesses
of Italy.
The Duke was in such CONSERVATION
that for q moment he did not know
what to do. Then he carried her
corpse into his bed-chamber and laid
it tenderly ON his couch. Locking the
door of the bed-chamber, he shouted
ont:
Cameriere! Cameriere
A few minutes later sleepy.look-
ing chamberlain came in.
tAnselmo, said the Duke to him
with forced calmness, want to zee
the Marchese Tressini without delay
The chamberlain bowed and with
drew.
Tho Marchese Tressini was Charles
Emanuel's confidant, favorite and fac
totum. He was possessed of all the
cunning and unscrupulousness of the
Italian race. He was about forty-five
years old, and whenever the Duke Of
Savoy wanted to send any one ON .
confidential mission he invariably Sc
lected the Marchese.
The latter was, half an hour later, at
the palace. Charles Emanuel commu-
nicated every thing to him. In con.
clusion the Duke said
'Tressina, ferret out the perpetra-
tors Of this outrage, and shall give
you the finest estate own
The Harchese promised te do his