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There is no time for sleep. my son.
Thou tremblest with cold.' IL

There is no time for sleep, my son.
Thou tremblest with cold ,u.
This is tomb. I would we could
'Escape?'
yet tear not. my sou; they eannet
torture me-
No; Tor art thou not womanP'
oh they would not fear to torture
woman. But look on my face. cansa
thou not read death there Nay, cryt
not mother as thou weepest. They
shall come to bite their lips with anger;
tor they will find me dead,'
Then, as he buried his face in his
hands, she was seized with unconquera-
BILE fear, and cried They come, they
come. save me. save thy mother! am,
indeed, thy mother
Manrico replied. mo one cometh all
is quiet" Z
my mother. They dragged her to the
stake. There. see the flames have caught
her hair; how it shrlvels up. And her
eyes ah, she, can see me no longer.
Help, help, save me- and she fell back
senseless upon the hard earth, but came
to knowledge OF her tate as Manrlco
said, Mother, if thou dost love me still,
ii thou will hear thy sons prayers, be
brave and calm. ........ ...-....-- =.
She answered, I am worn and weak.
or t.. .ou shouldst not bid me be calm and
brave / am verv--w0rn-and weak.
and fell peacefully to sleep. He tried to
kn- b,,S oh al lon
Suddenly he started. as a light tell
upon the prisonswalls. He looked upon
his sleeping mother and thought it was
her uneral pyre. But as he turned che
saw that the light came from the door.
upon the threshold Of which stood Leo
nora. She ran to him and nestled on his
breast, crying, Thou shalt not die for l
have saved thee
Thou hast saved me. How?'
Nay and she hid her face and point.
ed to the open door. She begged him to
70, but he refused. ...
If thou stayest here thou diest.'
Manrico refused to 60 out, and said :
Without thee what is liie7 Why do thy
eyes turn from meP What Is the price
thou hast paid Tor my liberty7' .i
No price is high for a dear human
life. There is yet time. For my sake,
CO.
But he for whom that lite is bought,
may cast the gilt from him as l do. and
as also cast thee away q. /
.Ah, ,Manrico. tits not the hour to hate
Peace and good will; peace and good
will.'
She turned deadly pale and rocked to
ond tro in ooonv In a n,ompnt his arms
were about her. ......
MY transient hate, my fears, were
but excess of love-
Speak on, speak on; death vainly
strives against the warmth Of love-.
feel for thee. Speak on, Manrlco. But
a little, and envious death shall have hi:
will
.Leonora, thou art dying.
"Ah, yes, she goes to be thy herald
Unrelenting Is the poison. If twill lei
me stay near thee but for little. little
while. All, place my cold hand agains
thy trembling lips; thou knowest now
my wealth of love for thee. did NEAR
| to save thee at my llte's expense; thi:
was the price; no more, no less" .
And l fell back from thee, turned
from thee Mine eyes have fallen iron
my face. Leonora, look up. look up
i am too weak. Keep your hand
about me. So let me die! Ah. It's wei
as it Isl
At this moment the count entered tn
door to claim his bride and she sank ex
hausted in Manrico's arms. crying
Good bye! Oh, good bye!" and thu
died.
Er.., Ali. ,oooo d,1 MT aofton fh
count, No reverence had he for tn
poor dead lady; no reverence had h
tor the maddened lover, straining hi
eyes upon the dear ones face. Th
guards awaiting came in and tore then
asunder. Manrico cried Mother. moth
er," but she slept on unheedingly; slep
while they bore her son away to deatt
Again, as he was wrenched across th
threshold, he cried 'Mother!' and no,
she trembled IN her sleep. Again an
again she trembled, and then with
shudder awoke. She looked aroun
quickly and clasped her hands upon he
breast when she no longer saw her sol
Then her eyes rested on the count. Wit
) bound she was at his side. "Thou ha
stolen him thou has stolen him Will
I slept"
He stood immovable and uttered n,
a word.
Mercy! Stay the axe! will say
him. she cried. clinging about his fee
The count replied .Save him! Nougl
can save him. See there! and dragge
, her to the window, and she looked will
ly forth, shrleking. dead, dead dead
Then she turned from the window
changed woman. No tears no horror
even smi ing grim smile. The coul
: stepped back IN wonder. Tnen
i thought that she was mad. But, u
Proud, erect. she stood before him.
/, Have not said Vengeance shall
! mine!' Did l not say it in thy tent. whe
l thou didst cut my flesh with cord.
Vengeance is mine. Thou look'st t
ward the window. Gazing through
> l say vengeance is mine. He is dea
Thou sayst he is dead. Hear! The
knowst me to be the gipsy who robbie
), thy father of thy younger brother. A
= we'll. am indeed she and that BROTH
. rejoice in the act-that brother-loc
again through the window-mark til
body. Thou hast slain thy brothe
Shrink. shrink! Vengeance is min
Had'st thou but have let him wake n
that he might say farewell. l shou
have pitied thee and saved him; b
thou didst steal M from me while
slept. Dead! He will carry thy mu
derous name with him. Have 1 n
J said Vengeance shall be mine?"
, And then all her troubles were owe
!. . and the last she saw A earth was Il
" bleeding body OF him she called so
!, while he. the triumphant count. stoc
there alone: all alone; with remeI
{ brance; with remorse.
u Thus closes the opera OF the Troub
dour. In producing it on the stage IL
! prima donna takes the character
Leonora. the contralto OF Azucena, Il
J tenor OF Manric,. and the baritone
y Count di Luna .lnez has a very bri
but sparkling little role to sing In tt
opera, good chorus is essential to iii
effects.
. LEGISLATIVE PROCEEDINGS.
The following bill have been lntr
duced:
An Act-To regulate the compens
n ton of Members of the General Assel
hlv and THAR offScarr and o,,,,,lo,o.