Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-11-08
SAVANNAH MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, NOVEMBER g. 1885,

II the young lady suspected that Pierre
| bathory had been stabbed by the man
who was forced upon her as her husband
/ For his part he was only too pleased at
having had the chance OF getting rid OF
has rival. Not shade of remorse did he
feel, 80 dead was Ae to every human SEN
| timent.
1T is lucky" said ne one day to Torou-
thai, that that fellow thought Of killing
himself! There might have been too
many Bathorys! Heaven does indeed pro
tect us!'
And who was there LEFT of these three
families OF Sandnrf, Zathmar and BathO-
| ryf An old woman whose days were
numbered! Yes! Heaven did seem TO
protect the scoundrels, and assuredIy
would carry It's protection to its extreme
limits the dav that Sarcany became the
| husband OF Sara Toronthal!
Nevertheless 1t appeared as though
! heaven were trying peoples patience
very much, for the delay AS to the mar
rage grew more and more prolonged. No
sooner had Sara recOvered-p physically
that Island Sarcany was again thinking
OF realizing his projects, than Madame
Toronthal tell i'll. She had indeed lived
out her life. After all that mad occurred
at Trieste when she learnt to what a
scoundrel she was bound, after all her
troubles about Pierre in whom she had
tried to repair the wrong done to his fam
lily, after all she had suffered since Sar-
canys unwelcOme return, her illness
could hardly be wondered at.
From the first 1t was evident that her
malady would be fatal. A few days OF
life were all that her doctors could prom
ise her. She was dying Of exhaustion.
Nothing could save her, even If Pierrie
Bathorp were to rise from his grave to be-
hpr Il y tar3c nj
Sara could now return with interest the
care and attention she had received from
ner, and she never left her bedside by
night or day.
What Sarcany felt at this new delay can
be imagined. Daily he came to abuse
the banker who like him was powerless.
All they could do was to wait tor the end.
On the 10Th of July Madame Toron-
thai seemed to have recovered little
OF her strength; and she then tell into a
burning fever, which tnreateded TO carry
her of In forty-eight hours.
In this fever she was seized with deliri-
UNI; she began to wander In her mind.
and many unintelligible phrases escaped
her.
One word-one name repeated inces-
santly-came as a surprise to Sara. 1t
was that Of BathoTy, not the name Of the
young man, but that of his mother. that
the SICK woman appealed to, prayed to,
and returned to again and again as il she
were assailed with remorse.
pardon, madame! Forgive me-"
And when madame during a lull in the
fever was Intercepted by her daughters
Hush! Sara! Hush ] said moth
ing" she exclaimed, in terror.
The night between the 30th and 3lst of
July arrived. For a time the doctors
might think that the fever having
reached It's maximum was about to sub
side. During the day she had been bet
ter, there had been no mental troubles.
and the change in the patient seemed
somewhat surprising. The night promised
TO I've calm as the day.
But if so, IL was because Madame Tor
Onthal on the point of death discovered an
energy of which she had previously
/ thought herself incapable. She had made
her peace with God, and taken resolu-
luton which she only waited for the oppOr-
tunity to carry out.
That night sne insisted that Sara should
| go to bed for few hours. Although she
strongly objected to leave her. yet she
| did not think it right TO dIsObey her moth
! er's commands; and about IL O'clock she
went to her own room.
Madame TorOnthal was then alone. All
! IN the house were asleep, and the silence
! ItlEl NuiCu has DGGu dpLll LdLutu lnG
silence of death.
Madame TorOnthal rose from her bed.
and this sick woman whom all thought
too feeble to make even the slightest
movement, dressed herself and sat down
in front of her writing-table.
There she took a sheet of letter
paper and with trembling hand wrote
a few lines and signed them. Then she
slipped the letter into an envelope, which
she sealed and which she thus addressed
Madame BathOry, Rue Marinells, Stra-
done, Ragusa."
Madame Toronthal then making a great
effort to overcome the fatigue she had
thus caused herself, opened the door oil
her room, descended the main staircase
crossed the courtyard, and by the
small side gate let herself out into the
Stradone.
The Stradone was then dark and de.
serted, for it was nearly midnight.
With tOttering steps Madame Toronthal
went along the pavement TO the left fol-
some fifty yards Or 80 and stopped before
a pOst-bOx. Into it she threw her letter
And then she returned to the hotel.
But all her strength was now exhaust
ed, and she fell helpless and motiOnless on
the step OF the side gate. There an hour
afterwards she was found. There Toron.
thai and Sara were brought 10 recogn ize
her, and from there they took her back to
her room before she had recovered hef
consciousness.
The next day Toronthal informed Sar.
cany Of what had happened. Neither one
nor the other suspected that Madame To.
ronthai had gone that night to post let.
ter in the Stradone. But why had she
gone out OF the h0useY They were unable
TO explain, and 1t proved to them sub.
ject OF great anxiety.
The sick woman fingered for another
twenty-four hours. She gave no sign OF
life except an occasional cOnYulsive sob,
that showed her end was near. Sara held
her hand as if to hold her back to the
world where she had found herself 30 cast
away. But her mother was now silent,
gnd the name Of BathOrY no longer es-
capped from her lips. Doubtless her con-
science had been quoted, her last wish
had been accomplished, and she had
neither prayer to make nor pardon To
ask.
The following morning about O'Clock,
while Sara was bending over her, the dy.
Ing woman moved, and her hand seemed
TO feel for her daughters hand.
As the hands touched her eyes half
opened. Then she looked at Sara. The
look could not be understood.
"Mother," said Sara, "what do you
wantW
Madame Toronthal gave a slight nod.
ITO speak to meW
eyes," said she, distinctly.
Sara bent down over her pillow; and
another gesture from her mother showed
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