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plunged in a profound reverie : he united. Giulio did not appear; he had told him smiling, that he need not be quitted home, and the most diligent discouraged; that for his own part he search after him proved fruitless. His had learned nothing terrible : that the father was miserable ; after a lapse of Sibyl had promised him he should mar about a month he received the following ry Juliana (the sister of Giulio, a letter: marriage, in fact, already decided on,) “My father, spare yourself useless but that a slight accident would some. pursuit ; my resolution is inflexible, nowhat retard his union. Giulio passed thing can change it. Dispose of your the fatal curtain, Camillo remaining in wealth ; Giulio is dead to the world. It the gallery: very soon he heard a fearful has cost me inuch to abandon you, but cry,recognised the voice of his friend, and I must fly from a horrible destiny. rushing forward, tore aside the curtain. Farewell ! forget the unhappy Giulio! Giulio was on his knees before the Si “This letter had no date; he who had byl, who shook over his head a blood. brought it was unknown, and had dis. stained wand, pronouncing these words, appeared. The Marquis interrogated “ Love without bounds! Sacrilege! the Monk, through whose means alone Murder !” Camillo, seized with hor., he believed there yet remained a chance ror, approached Giulio, who, pale and of recovering his fugitive son; but motionless, was incapable of supporting question and threat were alike vain, the himself. In vain he interrogated him : Monk was neither to be persuaded nor the only reply he obtained was a vague intimidated : he replied that he was not repetition of the words Murder ! Sacri- ignorant of the design of Giulio, which lege!
he had long opposed; but that, on find. * At length Camillo succeeded in con- ing him firmly resolved, he had at length ducting him to his house, where he had conceived it a duty to enter into his no sooner lodged him in safety than he views; that he knew the place of bis flew to the abode of the Sibyl: he re- retreat, but that no earthly power should solved to speak with her, and to compel induce him to betray secrets confided to from her an explanation; but the pa- him under the seal of confession. lace was deserted, the curtain, the in “Giulio had gone to Naples, from scription, all bad disappeared, not whence he had embarked for Messina, trace of the sorceress remained, nor purposing there to enter a Dominican was she ever seen again.
convent which his confessor had recom“ Some weeks elapsed, the wedding. mended to him. Father Ambrosio, the day of Camillo was fixed, and Giulio superior of this convent, was a man of seemed to have regained his tranquilli. too much real piety and too enlightened ty ; Camillo forbore to interrogate him, views to take advantage of the disturbhoping that thus the horrible scene with ed imagination of a young man, and the Sibyl might gradually fade from his Giulio vainly besought him to dispense recollection. On the eve of the marri. with the noviciate; he would by no age, it happened that the Marquis de means consent to it. Giulio was comCosmo, the father of Giulio, was thrown pelled to submit: his resolution neverfrom his horse, and, although he recei. theless remained immovable; a strange ved no important injury from his fall, it superstition governed him, and he be had the effect of delaying the cele. lieved he could only find refuge from bis bration of the nuptials. Giulio, Juli. fate by embracing a monastic life. He ana, and Camillo, surrounded the bed of was persecuted by the recollection of the Marquis, lamenting the unfortunate the Sibyl, and incessantly haunted by obstacle to their hopes. Camillo, struck the words she had pronounced over him by sudden recollection, cried out aloud, — Love without bounds! Sacrilege ! • The prediction of the Sibyl is verified !' Murder!' The cloister seemed to him This exclamation evidently produced the only asylumn whither he might escape great agitation in Giulio, who from that from passion and from crime. Poor hour constantly secluded himself in his wretch ! as if walls, rules, and vows, own apartment, and shunned all socie- could rescue man from his destiny. ty. He was only accessible to a wor. “The year of the noviciate expired. thy Monk who had educated him, and Giulio pronounced his rows; he believed with him he held long and mysterious himself happy, and felt as if at length conferences : as for Camillo, he delivered from the torments le had suflonger attempted to approach him, per- fered; not once did an idea of the sacriceiving himself to be most especially fice he had made sadden his thoughts ; the object of his avoidance.
but on the very evening of that solemn “The long-wished-for day at length day, at the moment of retiring to his arrived: Camillo and Juliana were cell, he met one of the monks of the con.
GIULIO, A TALE.
46 Tent, who took his hand, pressed it af- has not even a wish to see her face, for fectionately, and said: "Brother, it is then he must avoid her ; but he dares for ever!' The words for ever' struck allow himself to gaze intently on the Giulio. The power of a word over a veil; he follows all her movements, he weak mind is wonderful ; those now ut- feels, as it were, the pulsations of her tered seemed to reveal to bim his whole heart, and replies to them; too weak to existence: he beheld himself as one al tear himself from his danger, he tremready dead, and for whom time was no bles to examine himself, he starts from more; he fell from thenceforth into a the truth; his life is compressed into a sombre habit, and appeared to support few rapid moments during these he ex. the weight of life wearily.
ists, the rest of his days is annihilation. “Father Ambrosio beheld with com. He would fain fly; he promises himself, passion the situation of this young man: If she be there to-morrow, I will not his sole knowledge of him was that he return;' and, armed with this resoluwas unhappy, and he took an interest tion, he believes himself safe, and feels in him; it occurred to him that occupa- something like a return of tranquillity. tion might dissipate his melancholy. The next day he went to the church Giulio had much eloquence, and Am- somewhat earlier than he was accusbrosio appointed him to preach: his re tomed; she was not there; when every putation was of rapid growth, multi one had retired, he approached her seat, tudes flocked from all quarters to hear and, perceiving her prayer-book, he bim, he became the subject of a variety seized it, opened it, and saw written of vague rumours, he was young and on the first page the name of Theresa : handsome, and it is probable that the nuw, then, he could repeat, he could mystery which surrounded him lent an call upon her name "Ah, Theresa! added charm to his words.
Theresa !! he murmured, in accents as “The tine drew nigh for the celebra. low as though he feared to be heard, tion of the feast of the convent, at which though he was quite alone. Since she the King of Naples and his whole court did not appear, he had no scruple to rewere to assist; Giulio was selected to turn: days and weeks rolled away, and pronounce the panegyric of St. Thomas, Theresa was absent. the patron of the convent, and great • Theresa, the wife of an old man, preparations were made for the occa whom she loved as a father, was happy sion. The day arrived, an immense in the fulfilment of her duties, and suscrowd filled the church, Giulio was with pected no other species of happiness than difficulty pressing through it to go to his ihat which was her portion; she saw pulpit, when, in consequence of his ef. Giulio, and her peace of mind was gone. forts, his cowl fell back, leaving his So ardent was the soul of Theresa, that face exposed : at that moment he heard her first real sentiinent was doomed to the exclamation, “Heavens, how hand- forun the destiny of her life :she adored some he is !'. Surprised, agitated, he Giulio. Until this crisis her husband turned involuntarily, and beheld a fe- had been the confident of her every male whose eyes were fixed on him with thought, but she never mentioned Giulio the most penetrating expression. A few to him: this mystery was painful to her, moments were sufficient to revolutionize and seemed to accuse her of her fault; the existence of these two beings. she perceived there was danger to be Giulio pronounced his discourse, and shunned, and had the courage to abimmediately on finding himself at liberty, stain from attending mass.
În the hope immured himself in bis cell, but he was of calming her feelings, she had recourse no longer free to deliver himself up to to confession, and resolved, for that his ordinary meditations : persuaded by purpose, to return to the church of the the image of the unknown female, ex Dominicans; she chose the hour when periencing sentiments which were com she knew Giulio to be engaged; she appletely new to him, troubled, disquiet. proached the confessional, and on her ed, repose seemed to have abandoned knees acknowledged all she had experie him ; nevertheless, it seemed to bim as enced since the day of the festival of the though he had only begun to exist from convent, the happiness which the daily the moment when he heard the voice the sight of Giulio had caused her, her subaccent of which had so penetrated his sequent remorse, and the courage she heart. He dares not hazard a glance had exerted in avoiding him; but coutowards the future: alas ! he cannot, fessed that she feared her strength his destiny is irrevocable ! Every morn would soon abandon her. "What must ing he goes to perform mass, every I do ?' she cried : “have pity, my father, morning he remarks 'a veiled female on on a poor sinner!' Her tears flowed in the same spot; he recognizes her, and torrents, her agitation was violent.
Scarcely had she concluded, than a failed in her absence to be tortured by threatening voice pronounced the words, remorse, but one look of Theresa threw “Unhappy wretch! what sacrilege !' his soul into disorder; he determined Giulio, for it was he whom destiny bad on speaking to her, and on bidding her led thither, rushed from the confessional. an eternal adieu. Theresa, still kneeling, arrested his " At the gate of the convent were a steps, she seized his robe; she suppli. poor woman and her child, who were cated him to withhold bis malediction ; supported by the alms of Theresamthe she implored hin for her salvation, she little Carlo frequently followed her, earimplored him for her love. He repulsed ried her book, and prayed by her side. her, but very feebly. “Theresa, Theresa,' Giulio, who dared not approach Theresa, he cried at last, quit this piace!--very charged Carlo to tell her that father Gisoon my resolution will fail me.' At ulio would await her in the confessional these words Theresa threw herself into at seven o'clock in the evening. What his arms, and enveloped him, as it were, a day! Giulio became terrified at the with the atmosphere of her love. 'Say,' thought of finding himself alone with she cried—'Oh say that I am beloved Theresa. He feared he should want before I quit thée !'
the resolution to afflict her-he could “Giulio, terrified, beside hinself, not resolve upon it-he determined not shuddering with fear of a surprise, re. to see her, but rather to write, and Carplied for a moment to her caresses, and lo was charged to deliver the letter to pressed her to bis heart; but on a sud. Theresa as soon as she enter the church, den, struck by the recollection of the Theresa on receiving his message was prediction, he swore to fiy from her for troubled : What,' said she, does he erer; and without any explanation, he wish of me? We were so content !' exacted from her that she would bind Nevertlieless, she failed not to be at the herself to the same engagement. The church at the hour indicated. Carlo resa, abandoned to her passion, scarce. gave her the letter ; she opened it with ly comprehends his words, and consents extreme emotion, but what were ber to whatever he dictates. Wbat, indeed, feelings on reading the contents ! did they signify to her?—it is enough “ Fly hence, imprudent woman, and that he loves her. She feels assured come no more to pollute the sanctity of that she shall see him again. At length this place! Banish a remembrance they separate.
wbieh causes the torment of my life! “Giulio, alone, surrendered to his I have never loved you, I will never own refiections, trembles to think of his see you inore." imprudence; but it is now too late to “ This sentence pierced the soul of avoid the danger, he has not been able Theresa; his remorse she might hare to eseape his destiny. Of that love, combated, but he no longer loved her, without bounds, he is already the vic. he had never loved her! She was at. tim; the sacrilege is already committed. tacked by a violent fever, her life was Has he not, in the very church where he endangered; the name of Giulio was pronounced his vous of holiness, con near her lips, but she commanded her. fessed his passion ? Still he has sworn self even in her delirium, ouly murmuri to fiy from it for ever. Strange incon- ing in a low voice from time to time sistency of heart ! that which should " I have never loved you.” constitute his punishment forms his “llas Giulio meanwhile recovered consolation; but in this terrible cor.flict his tranquillity ? Has he silenced his the wretched Giulio has only a choice remorse? No, his life is miserable; of misery.
having once declared to Theresa that “ Theresa is fearless ; Giulio loves he loved no more, he surrendered him. her, he has pronounced it, and she de. self wholly to this fatal passion. The fies the stroke of fate. With what de. sacrifice appeared to him sufficient; light she recalls the rapid moments she that letter had beer indeed a dreadful has passed! Such an hour leaves be effort. Ob, Theresa ! could you have hind it more of remembrance than a known what it cost the unbappe Giulio, whole loveless life. She does not even your own grief would have been lessrecollect her promise to avoid him; ened by the consciousness of his suffer. she returns to the church, sees Giulio, ings, for the sorrow which is shared who seems likewise to have forgotten is always greatly alleviated, his oath; his whole existence is absor. bed by his passion, and when he beholds its object, the muiverse disappears from his sight; meanwbile they forbore to (To be concluded in our next.) hold any conversation, Giulio never
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also in our bureaux. At that period, QUICK AMPUTATION.
several grands seigneurs gavè magnifiA physician of the name of Buller, cent balls, &c. Mr. Rresiding at Hamburgh, has lately in his fete. His cards were not spared ; vented a new surgical instrument, by and he collected in his brilliant salons, means of which he can amputate a leg Rue d'
all that the court and in one second, and which has the effect capital can boast of rank and fashion. of benumbing the pain of the patient, In the course of the evening, and in the by a simultaneous pressure which ac midst of a contre-dance, the master companies the operation.
perceived one of his clerks bounding
with as much ease and grace as any of OLD MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS. the party, and stepping up to him as A discovery has recently been made, soon as it was possible, exclaimed--" I in an abbey of Benedictine friars in am perfectly astonished, sir, to see you Italy, of several musical instruments,
in my salon." Comment donc, Mon. which have been found to belong to the
sicur ! I received a card of invitation." ages of the Low Empire. Among them
" You do not mean that I am to believe is a cithara, made of ivory, with that-it is impossible.” “ Le roici !" strings of gold wire, mounted with “Well, sir, ikere must be some misclusters of diamonds in the form of a
take: this is not your place. Do you rose. There is also an antiqne tabor
know that you dance with marchionesses, pipe, to which rare and valuable medals countesses, duchesses, princesses ! !" are suspended.
This conversation, in a high tone, among four hundred persons, had many auditors: it was repeated; many
shrug of the shonlder took place of the The German Opera, which is most light fantastic step. Some were shocked likely to be brought next on the Eng
at the negligence with which the billets Jish stage, is the Faust of Louis Spohr, had been issued, and retired as soon as the celebrated violin player; and, we possible, because they did not know in understand, that one of our theatres has
what company they were called to it in contemplation to produce it. This
figure; but the greater number, more is certainly Spobr's best Opera, and the
generous, were ashamed of their host subject being somewhat similar to that rather than of his company—and were of ihe Freischutz, the choice may prove displeased at the pride, the want of fortunate.
breerling, and of conrenance, which he displayed. In all the salons and bureaux
of Paris, it is asked, "Was not Mr. Dr. Bernhard, of Larris, in Germany, R
then, a commis before he has made a very interesting discovery, was a banker and a baron ?" for which he has received a patent. It consists in obtaining from animal sub The celebrated Madame Krudener is stances, of which hitherto no use has stated, by the French Papers, to have been made, a product perfectly similar died lately in the Krimea, whither she to leather. A manufacture has been es went in June last. tablished at Gumbold, near Vienna, where this new species of industry is M. de Barlurieux refused an appointpractised with the greatest activity. ment in the Guards to an applicant, on This discovery of Dr. Bernhard is the the ground of his being too young. more important, as the composition is “ lie thinks me too young for a voluncapable, when in a fiuid state, of being teer,” said the boy, “and I think hiin formed into boots and shoes.
too young for a secretary of state.” BRITISH MUSEUM.
When the Abbé de la Riviere re.
turned from Rome, disappointed of Report states, tbat Sir Gore Ouseley is about to present his very curious col being made a Cardinal, and with a selection of Persepolitan antiquities to
vere cold caught in travelling, “ the the British Museum,
poor Abbé,” observed a wit," has come back without his hat, and thus got a
cold in his head." EXTRACT OF A LETTER FROM PARIS.
Paris, Feb. 25, 1825. During the Carnival, a circumstance
LEATHER FROM ANIMAL SUBSTANCE.
THE ESSENCE OF ANECDOTE AND WIT.
Essence of Anecdote and wait.
In the siege of Tournay, which after “ Argument for a week, Lavghter for a month, and a good Jest forever.”-Shakspeare. Duke of Marlborough and Prince Eu.
twenty-one days surrendered to the
gene, mining was resorted to by both REVERSE OF FORTUNE. the besiegers and the besieged, and the When Amer, who had conquered English miners often met and fought
consequences were often dreadful. The Persia and Tartary, was defeated by with those of the enemy; and sometimes Ismail, and taken prisoner, he sat on the ground, and a soldier prepared a
the troops, mistaking friends for foes,
killed their fellow-soldiers; soinetimes coarse meal to appease his hunger. As this was boiling in one of the pots used the very moment when they were ready
whole companies entered the mines at for the food of the horses, a dog put his head into it; but from the mouth of the primed for explosion. They were often
inundated with water, suffocated with vessel being too small, he could not draw it out again, and 'ran away with smoke, or buried alive in the cavities; both the pot and the meat. The cap: sions, whole battalions were blown into
and left to perish; and on some occative monarch burst into a fit of laugh- the air, and their limbs scattered to a ter; and, on one of his guards demand- distance, like lava from a volcano. One ing what cause upon earth could induce day M. de Surville made a sally, and a person in his situation to laugh, he re.
drove the besiegers from a post they had "It was but this morning the taken; but, being repulsed, and one plied, Steward of iny household complained, hundred and fifty men baring taken that three hundred camels were not enough to carry my kitchen furniture; possession of the lodgment, the enemy. bow easily is it now borne by that dog, sprung a mine, blew them all into the who bath carried away both my cooking On a subsequent day, an inhabitant of
air, and overturned all the gabions. instruments and dinner."
Tournay went to the Earl of Albemarle, MOORISH GENERAL.
and offered to discover one of the prin
cipal mines of the citadel, on condition In an engagement between the Spa that he would make him bead gaoler of niards and Moors įn 845, Almanzor, ihe all the prisons in Tournay; this was Moorish general, seeing his troops be agreed to, and the man performed what ginning to fly, sat down in a field with he had undertaken; so ihat three buna his hands across, proclaiming, “ he dred men were posted in the nine, and would there wait for death, since he eight bundred in the town ditch to sup: was forsaken by his army." The sol. port them; but in the midde of the diers, ashamed to desert their general, night, M. de Megrigny sprung two rallied, drove back the Spaniards in nines, one immediately under the large every direction, and ultimately gained a mine, in which the three bundred men, complete victory.
before mentioned, were stifled; the other
threw up part of the ditch, and buried EXPERT ARCHER.
a hundred men. It is related by Zosimus, in his ac. count of the battle between Constantius
GENEROSITY OF MARSIIAL TU. and Magnentius at Mersa, that a sol
RENNE. dier, whose name was Menelaus, possessed the art of shooting three arrows The deputies of a great metropolis in from his bow at one discharge, and with Germany once offered the great Tuthem could strikethree different persons.
one hundred thousand crowns By this skilful expedient, says the his.• not to pass with his army through their torian, he killed a great number of those city. * Gentlemen," said he, “I can't who opposed him; and the enemy, it in conscience accept your money, as I might also be said, were defeated by a had no intention to pass that way." single archer. Unfortunately, however, this valuable man at last fell by the bands of Romulus, a general of the armo of Magnentius, whom he had first (Correspondents in our Next.) wounded by an arrow,
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