Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1897-07-29
UNFORTUNATE LOVE.

The last gleam Of day wns silvering the
waters Of the Guads'laiv'-, NJ the mouth
Of which stands the ancient riJy Of Valen-
oiat. Above other bUilaiugs rose the tower
of Mi1uilet. with its bell sending TT solemn
tones far and near, calling the Inhabitants
10 prayer. Far a. ;A1 ey. oould reach OK
tended the fertile valley oi Iiuerta dc Va
leucla studded v-ith thriving Villages, vine
yards mud Gotta r;es, bounded hy the sCa in
the distance and sGr~"Vndcd by the lofty
mountains OF Catalonia. The stars were
slowly gommine the fields Of azure and
the crescent moon ascending the vault ot
heaven It was indeed "a n ght Of beauty,
a scene to attuue the mind 10 happiness
and peace.
The service had ceased, and the congre-
cation was slowly departing from the
Cathedral Of st. Cecllius. Among the last
Of the worshipers was a young female
closely shrouded in mantilla, yet of so
thin a texture was it that her face and fig
urc were almost perceptible. In her hand
she carried a fan of the most exquisite
workmanship, but seemingly more for
ornament than use. Behind her hobbled
an old duenna who with difficulty kept
pace with the tripping feet OF Donna Isa-
bella, for such was the name Of the maid
en-. Close by her side walked n young and
noble looking cavalier, whose deep, dark
eye was riveted upon her, while ever and
anon chances of recognition were ex-
changed between them, till at length the
suspicion OF the Old lady was aroused,
who, shouldering aside the youth and seiz-
ing the arm Of her young charge. quilted
her not till they reached O noble mansion
Il, - hn a,lt
Glorietta.
But the young cavalier was not TO be
thwarted In his design, which was to con-
vey TO his ladylove u billot of appoint
ment, nor was Donna Isabella deficient OF
invention in favorinR the wishes of her
lover, for just as she was in the act of as
cending the stairs leading TO her mansion
she dropped her fan as Il by accident. The
opportunity was Immediately seized by
the cavalier, who, lifting 1t, unseen by the
duenna, slipped within its folds billet,
and, kneelin9, presented it TO the blush
ing girl.
"You are too forward" muttered the
ancient lady. 1T is well her brother is not
at hand, else he would chastise thy inso-
lence'
she burst not, replied the cavalier.
"My blood is as noble as that which flows
within the veins OF any of the race Of Vel
asquez.
"Hoity -toity, we shall see thatl" said
the old crone, and, raising her voice, she
called for assistance.
leave ne, leave me, for the sake Of
the Virgin Motherr' imploTiu2ly spoke
Donna isabella.
"You viii meet mo. then. as specified
within the hillct?" said tho youth.
II will, win, God willing and oppor-
tunity occurs. Now leave met
The youth hastily snaCched her hand
and pressed it to mis- lips. The next mo
ment he was lost among the Inazes of the
Glorietta.
The noise of the ducnna had alarmed
tho inmates OF tho mansion, who hastcned
to her assistance, but the calm domeanor
OF Isabella converted their alarm into
laughter especially when she informed
them that the old DANES cries arose from
the polite attention Of passing cavalier
In rendering her her fan, which she had
accidentally dropped.
That night, when the bell Of Miquilet
tolled the midnight hour, Isabella stood
in her balcony. which overhung tho gar
den A slight movement was soon heard
among the orange foliage and a tall fig
vanced and stood beneath the balcony.
"Are you readyf' asked the mask.
II amt answered the maiden In a
breath scarcely audible from terror.
"Secure then, this ladder to the rails
and descend" And, throwing ladder OF
silken cords, 1t was caught by Isabella,
who, having fastened 1t as desired, the
next moment she was in the arms OF her
lover.
"Now, then, for the Chapel of the Lady
Mother. Ere morning you will be forever
mine"
"That morning you will never see, -
cried Don Henriquez, brother of Isabella,
advancing from an outrageous shrubbery
close by. Traitor, william! Would you
seek to dishonor the noble blood of Velas-
quez? Draw, coward, and defend thyself!'
With the speed of lightning wore the
rapiers of the opponents crossed, and with
the speed of lightning was that OF Henri
Quez buried In the heart Of the mask, who,
falling, exclaimed, "Henriquez, you nave
killed your princer
The alarm speedily brought the domes-
tics to the scene Of slaughter. The mask
was removed from the face of the depart
cd, and too surely were the gallant features
of the noble Pedro, prince of CASTLE and
Aragon, revealed 70 the horror stricken
gaze of Henriquez.
With difficulty did the domestics un-
twine the arms of Isabella from the body
of her lover. Sense had forsaken her, and
when she awoke TO consciousness 1t was
only to murmur the name Of Pedro with
her dying breath.
Mournful, yet grand, was the funeral OF
the Ill fated prince, and In pity to his love
was the sweet corpse of Isabella consigned
to the royal tomb to rest in death with
her lover, while, weary of his life,
Henriquez fed to Venice, and. embarking,
Flung it away in battle with the Turk.
In the Cathedral of St. Ceoilius may yet
be seen the tomb of the unfortunate low
ers 1t stands in the east nave, contain
ing the brief and simple inscription. 1.-The
Tomb Of Affection New York News.