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THE STORY OF FIESCO, The Conspirator of Genoa. ! -lio justly itin ( punished for lieiug hUcli * proud, oiii'h a happy bride!" s iid the gentle Countess of Lavagna to herself, -llovv deeply did I feel the triuiiipli, whieli 1 did uot show, when Kiesoo w?.i mine? \? lieu the dreiiiU was realised, the 8 WW I ninl dazzling dream, that Fiesco loved me! Alas, I have loved him too well! 1 have only felt my existence in hi* presence; and now (had hat just, begun to lose the awe which mingled with my love for him?to lose the timid, trembling awe of a girl's love, in all a wife's loud, free affection.? Yet all my happiness seems breaking up! Fiesco is changed ?wherefore I know not; how,' I can scarcely tell; only this poor heart feels tlie change. Only feels it, did I I say! do I not know it? for he is not here. I Where is your master?" said the young ' countess, turning suddenly to her nurse, who at that instant entered the room; -has not ray lord returned?" All, no, sweet one!" replied the old and loving nurse; "that is, lie is not now a; home. He came in soon after yourself, lint only to change his dress for gay and in iMjuerading garments, and went out unattended, even by a single lacquey." "And left no message for inef How Collhl vnu us< li 1111 ileliurt wit III ml iminir the privilege which my love has given yntil Dear nurse, had not your woman'* wit n word to keep him!" ' I made bold to speak to him," she an swered; "to ask him when he would return ?what message ho would leave me. He a atared at me, as if hi* thought* wore wandering, at first; but at the repeated mention of your nnme, a soft and gracious smile came like light over hi* countenance, and he hade ine lienr a thousand lovea to hi* dear mistress." "But bin return!?spake he not of his return nurse." "No,in?eet one! not a word del he say. 1 would have asked again, but he *?* gone while the word* were on my lips." "Well, nurse, good night." "Good night! Why, my own child, you are not undressed yeil Shall 1 send your maidens to youf?or, let me stay tonight; for you seem sad and thoughtful, and might not pleaae to bear die gaze of young and careless eyes." "Dear nurse, rood niirht! I need no help at present; 1 shall not go to rest just yet; indeed, I oould not rest. Take hence L ' tlime glittering baublei?on thin aching L ttoMoro they hang too heavily. Untwiet these jewel* from my hair. Why am I thus bedizened, unless in mockery of an aching heart! Nurse, dear nurse, how kind you and Tin sweet to rest my head upon your bosom?it has h*tn often laid th?r6# **What is the Matter, darlingf said the nurse, looking down fondly on the soft downcast eyes of hi? beloved lady, sad < smoothing her heantHWI hair oa her brow with bar wrinkled band. Leonora did not answer jaat at first; but when she did re 0 ..VI IICMU) UIKI ?UI< j ' almost playfully. i "Perhaps, dear nurse, I ran scarcely t?*ll | myself, what 1 have to complain of; ami, if so, I am sure I ought not trouble others with my fancies." The old nurse was ?lis- | creet enough to see that her mistress did j not wish to be questioned. ? **** Long before the hour of matins the Countess of Lavagna entered the ancient ! church where she was accustomed to per- J form tier de\otious. An attendant followed her, Inuring a basket of orange blossoms and while roses. They passed onward through the long and dus'.y aisles to a little vaulted cluipel. The gentle lady knelt for a few minnow t...f..?. .1.- - i/civiv- iiiu aitar, and then tilled the silver vases with lier fresh and kiiowv rtoxvors. As her attendant ijuilted the chapel, she turned to , an old monument that at the farthest end. It was the monument of a former Count of Lavagna, a hrnvo and gentle warrior, who had been killed in haltle a short time after his marriage. The figure of the young nohleiuan, carved in white martde, lay U|m?ii the tomb. IIis young widow had ereeted the monument not long before her death, for she had died witliin the year of her widowhood; and her own tomb had I teen ereeted at the foot of her husband's. "I was wont to pity thee," said L>onora. I xvas xvont to come h it her, and feel that I could have mounted with thee, young and tuelauehoy lady; deprived so soon ot thy dearest earthly treasure; but now I almost envy such a lot. Tis better to mourn | the high-minded honorable dead, than to | | bewail, as I now do, the lost honor of the I living. I almost wish this aching heart of mine was freed from i!>.. n of i lie inisnt sfviug woiM." For a little whilo the gentle la?ly stoia.1 in deep thought, leaning upon the m. rl monument of the young, and wialoweal Countess of Lavngna; then die rnuu-uihered that it was not merely to bewail her own troubles th at she had entered the miereal editiee; bill t?? Confess th at she herself was weak and sinful, and to pray for patience to laear the trials a>f her hat, miii! faith to walk meekly ami r??>ignei||y with her (>oa|. She rose up from her apiict prayers refreshed and eaanfaarta'd in spirit. Nav, she loft the church deeply impresseal with the sinfulness of murmuring at anv trial she m glit he called upon to en lure; | fa?r her eye fell upon an a?|al painting ait the Man of Sorrows, standing in the midst of cruel mockers in the purple ml?e, with the crown of tluarns on his head, ami tli?* reed in his hand. Underneath the picton* ?ns mitta.ii, ii* pteuaeu nut mm Am. ? Those words conveyeal to the heart ??t Las mora the lesson she fa'lt it uec?*ssary t?? learn, am) to learn at once. The daaor of Fiesco's own apartment was partly open. Leonora, as she passed hv, pushed it a little farther open, ami said playfully ami gently. "May I come in'" No answer was returned, and, peeping into tin* apartment, she retreated heroueslion. Fiesco hail thrown iiimself hack on the couch where he hml been sitting, ami was fast asleep. Lightly ami cautiously she stole across the ra o u, and bending down over him she 'lissa-al his fori head.? Still Fiesco <)i?l not wake; lie was too wear* ; ied to I'eel so slight a disturbance an tli?? ) gentle voice, and tin* light foot-full, and the soft lips of Leonora. "She sat down opposite her husband, !o wait <piietly liis waking; and, as her full gaze rested on his countenance, she thought within herself, "can this l?e the most thoughtless witling in Genoa! Can that broad, thoughtful brow, those deep-set eyes, those lijwso closely shut, and so expressive of decision and firmness, ean they !>e the expressive features of Fiesco's real character! Is it possible that sueh a man should be criveti up to frivolous mul wanton pleasures?**? Just then, a frown knit the l>row of the sleeper, ami his lips and nostrills were slightly eurled with an indignant and haughty scorn, lie struck hi* firmly closed hand upon thu open pages of a hook that lay upon the ?oucli beside him, and a few muttered words escaped from his lijts. The (took fell, and as Leonora stooped to pick it up, the title met her eye. "You have Iteen reading the Orations of Cicero," said she, as Fiesco awoke, offering him the volume as she s|*oke. "Have U" he said, carelessly taking the IxHik, but appearing a little confused.? "You mean, my Leonora, that 1 have not been able to keep awake over this dull volume.** Leonora Cibo had b come the wife of' Giovanni Ludovioo Fiesco, Count of La- ' vagna, soon after ho came into itossession of his paternal inheritance. Ilis family was of the oldest and most noble among the families of Genoa La Superba, as that city of beautiful palaces has long been named. Not long after his marriage, to the astonishment of all, Fieaco Itecame an altered Iteing. The ouiet manliness, the deep reserved thonifhlfulucss o- his char Arter, left liiin suddenly. lie became, t<> all appearance, madly devoted to the pleasure* and Collie* of the moat profligate society iu Genoa. Some thought ho was an infatuated gambler, others looked upon him aa the dupe of some shameless woman; and his name was coupled with the . names of many ladies high in rank, but light and wanton in their demeanor. Some few, and those utter strangers to the gentle, lovely Leonora, expressed their fears uibi no ?u disappointed snd wretched in his marriage, and that the wife of his choice made his borne uuhsppy. Leonora herself, said nothing, made no complaint, bore every indignity with an undisturbed sweetness; but ehe became meekly and <Jbietly sad, though she smiled and spoke as usual e, e * "Will you not stay beside me a little _ _ wmie, inj rie&coT" said Leonora, as, leai ing on liis arm, they a ascended the marble staircase of llic Doria Palace. "Tis to please you that 1 come, and yet we are as strangers to one another, whenever we appear together. I)o I tease you, tny l>eloved hu>!>nnd}" she continued, ol?serviiijf that Kiesco's was turned away. "Do I tease you!" Forgive me if I do, and I will he silent." Fiesco had not heard her first ipicstion; hut he recovered, with a smile, from his deep abstraction. "Tease me! Volt charm, you delight mo at all times." As lie spoke the doors of the splendid saloon weio thrown open hy the servants who attended them; and in a minute Fiesco was hy the sale of a beautiful woman, and one distinguished for her boldness and levity, though exquisitely beautiful nnd of high rank. Leonora herself was soon annoyed by the familiar and offensive attentions of (jiannetino Dotia, the nephew of the venerable Andrea Dorin, then the first man in (tenon, (iiannctino was an ill-educated, \ulgar-miuded fellow, f tig the sworn enemy of the Count Fiesco; but now, to the astonishment of every one, his friend and intimate associate. This Giaunetino did not attempt to conceal his admiration of the lovely Countess of Lavagna.? Deeply pained and disgusted with his insolent familiarities, the chaste and modest Leonora could not help turning her eyes once or twice, almost unconsciously, to-1 wards her husband. She saw the gaze of his dark proud eye fixed for a moment ] full and sternly on (riannetiuo, but only f<?r a moment; the most calm and careless smiles succeeded. "Dear husband," she said to Fiesco, when she was alone with him afterward", "how could you leave me so tin* w hole evening? I cannot expose inv-olf again, i i i c tuiioi, 10 >u?li alteiilions tr<>ni I ( i iliici.no ]>uria. Ar< younoi indignant al his insole uc< t" "Am I ii"i rather charmed at liis ex<pii*ile taste/" replied Fiesco, smiling. "Al any rate, Fiesco," said Leonora, "I shall take care not to put myself in the way of such insulting familiarities again." "Really," said Fiesco, "you jiiilj.ee jsior | Giaiinetiuo a little hardly. I tind little to complain of about him." "la that your true opiui ?, my Fiesco?" He starle<| at her a moment, then drawing her gently towards him, lie playfully twined a loner ringlet of her luxuriant hair around his finders, and kissed the downcast liils of her modest eyes, now swelled with tears. "Yes, yes!" he answered, "it is my ? I'l'iuit'iif * r*t ?it* ^ Mtii ??hj *iu yon weep}" for now her tears fell fast. "For the simplest reason, tnv Fiesco." she replied, living her eyes with an appealing look npon his countenance; "I weep because I am unhappy. My heart is full of grief whenever 1 behold my husband, the Hist, the noblest mind iu Genoa, as I have this night beheld him. I must speak, if only to remind you of talents, of no common order, that you seem to have forgotten, of your station iu this our beloved Genoa. I toes not the state demand your .ierviee..? 1 I.. i'j.i, I..-.. .* * ' . .%. % "/ J? wii lint in r im n > mi IJUd | forgotten nil this, my husband!" "My fair and elmpicn monitor," replied I Kicso>, archly coaxiiiglv, "are these the subjects tit ti>r ladies' lij?-?" "No, not tor ladies* lips, hut for your lips, your mind, your heart, Kieseo." "It must be very late; 'tis long past midnight," remarket! Kieseo, his countenance and manner expressing only careless unconcern. "We must to rest, my Leonora. I will send your woman to you as I go to my dressing room. You are pale with much fatigue." "Not with fatigue, Fiesco," she said, sighing deeply as she spoke; hut he was gone, and her words, if not unheard were ijuite undceded. ?* "I scarce!)' thought to see you here," said Paolo Pansa, (lie was sitting in the library of the Lavagna Palace,) "but I am glad to see you, Count Kieseo. 1 have been wishing to tell you that your levity has not made me your dupe. Those very smiles upon that face of yours, are as out of place as the gaudy weeds in which your limits are fancifully clad. I)o I not know that, even from a yo"th, your countenance has ever worn u grave, deep thoughtfulue**! Young as you are the lines of thought are deeply graven there. You never studied aught in ntlire hut a manly simplicity. Why is the eagle in the peacock's plumage!" "Perhaps," said Fiesco, carelessly, "I am as others have often been liefore me; as many a dull and mopish boy has become w hen he has escaped from his tutor, i and left off pouring over books. Perhaps 1 am tired, heartily tired of your lessons, with all due deference to yourself, my dear mill honored tnfnr Voririve m?i wnwt.ir.re "V hut the sight of you brings to my remembrance the old worn-out Mory of freedom, and the public voice, and the right* of free-torn men. Pshaw! it makes me sick! I wmh once like you, nms. Itono^d air!?a lover of the fabled folia** of old Rome. I have done dreaming and doating about heroes: Leonids*, the Hnartan; Theinistoclea, of Athens; and Tuily, your favorite, the sweet and forceful orator of Rome; or the stern Cato, which is worship)*ed now. What are you reading? lia! the Lifo of 8oorates: 'tis rather fine." PanHa closed the book, and looking Fi in vn? invr, inn nwrmy, uui Wjr calmly and aearchingty, aaid: Ml reoieml>er, anion# the fablea of old Koine, Kieaco, the atorv of a deep ami crafty fellow, who played the fool till he perauaded all men he wa? witleaa, and then burnt forth among them like a fire-brand- Hie name waa What! you have forgotten, or care not to rem cm l>er. Am I to interpret that upraiaed eyebrow, and that ainiU of un concern, into such language? Well, wel 'tis an old story that you Iihvo studied t some purpose, Count of Lavagna; name? we know, are nothing, but lie plot c Brutu- has not been forgotten with hi name. Nay, nay, do not l?>ok offended.? It' you wish your secret to be safe, tel me to be silent; but do not think to dup< me. I>o not mistake your friend; I asl no eon tide nee. I wish to know notion; that yon would not freely tell uie, quiti unmasked; but, my friend, (tnv child, had almost said,) can you seriously ima gine that I am to be deceived like th< crowd? I who have known and studiet you so long? 1 wlio have watched ovei you since your early childhood? There it a secret, is there not?" "There may bo, and there may not be,' replied Fieseo, rather haughtily. "That is," said Pansa, "you own the fact hut do not choose to take me into youi OOUIlo 8.'" "1 did not sav so." renlied Fieseo? "Inn " ;tii'I lie hesitated. "Nay, my friend," exclaimed Pansa "\oti need not hesitate as if you though it right to weigh well the advantages o making me a confidant or not. I tellyoi plainly that I should decidedly refuse thai confidence, if it were tendered. I wish foi an answer to one question, and I hav< done. I expect your fiery spirit will taki it as an insult; hut for that I care not.? Are you seeking any selfish end? Answei llie this question." "1 had slruek down almost any man nl I such a question," said the Count of Lnvag | na; "but to you I answer at once: I liav? | no selfish end in view, hut one as grand and glorious as an ancient Roman's." 41 will not douht your word, my son: hilt he ware, lest in this secret plot of yoiil'? iii which you evidently make so many dup'9 ? heware, lest you are making your self the greatest. You know I always had a rough, hlunt way of speaking; ami, iherefiire, you may hear with ma while I tell you that 1 like not your atteeted friendship with (jiannetiiio I)oria, a man you hate. I saw you arm and arm with him a lew days since. I saw you coming with him from the iJoria I'alace this very morning. I saw you take his children, his motherless children, in your arms, as if you loved them. There may be jiolicv in this, and many other ways of your's that 1 liaii* lately noted; but there is a lack of honesty that I cannot tolerate." "Stop, stop, 1 entreat you," exclaimed Ficsco, in a voice scarcely louder than a whisper, his cheek becoming of ashy paleness, and his eves glaring in their deeji snow-white hairs. I shall go mad, if you continue speaking such stabhling words." "There's no occasion for all this violence, No, no, not|>oy,"sni?I 1'ansa,checking himself, and looking with affection on hit pupil. "1 meant not to insult or hurt you. Not lioy; except in one sense, except when I address you as my son; for as my son I ever must regard you." A servant entered here, announcing to his master that the Signors Verrina and Cnliogho were wailing below. "I will see them presently,"said Fiesco. "And as I," said l'ansa, "wish to see one nor the other, (for, to tell the truth, I have no opinion of them,) 1 shall take my leave. This door will lead me. w ill it not, Fiesco, to the apartments of your wife, the loveliest and the sweetest gentlewoman that I have ever known." "Leonora always sees you with delight,' said Fiesco, throwning oper tlie door foi l'ansa; "and you will find her in her fa j vorite room, or on the terrace, looking to wards the sea." "Those children!" said Fiesco to himself whun left alone; "he touched me there. ] felt a villain w hen I kissed'those children A woman passed and said, "That man's t father;" and Gianuetino, whom I hate smiled with such fond, paternal love, thai all iny hatred turned, for a moment, had upon myself. I felt myself no father, hui a low, treacherous vidian. If ever tlx great enemy of man erterod my heart, ii was when I kissed those children." For many minutes lie walked up am t-lovvii tlii* lilirtirv iImoii in tlioiurlit niul In i - ; t '-'"J ! ifinD igd in those m'nntes to find argu ; incuts ami excuses enough to satisfy liim ! self. "I ain justified," he said, "thorough lv, certainly justified, in using any mean: fur audi an end! Caliogno, Verrina, no good friends, you are most welcome!" "Your fete will be magnificent to-niglit lady," said Pao!o l'.anso, aa, many day afterwards, he entered the apartmen where the Counteaa Lavagna waa sitting "My fete!" replied the lady, looking U| with a stare of astonishment: "I neve had less idea of a fete, or felt leas incline* for one, than on this evening. I hav t>cen reading, in this my favorite saloon with no sound hut the light splashing c that little fountain in my ears. Open th lattices, llinnca; since the sun has left u* the light brafM may enter at its owi sweet will, oflwll we remain here, by th margain of the fountain, or shall we gi into this open corridor, and sit down a mong the jasmines and orange trees! M< fete will lie magnificent indeed!" she said and smiled. "See how the large and full orbed moon is rising! Out of the ver; waves, she seems to come like a rich gold en uru of light; and now she pours he luatre back into tho sea, and heaves i quivering and lengthening line of light, a mib giitiw upwarua, ungniening as an riaee. Thou Hand# of atar* are Rparklinj overhead, and the deep azure dome, the rising moon, the glittering atari?thee are the splendor* of my fete." "I did not like to interrupt you, swee lady, in your description of such splend or* aa I would have you love, for they ar plcndora fresh from the hand of our higl and great Creator, but tell me, did yo not expect mef I, "I always welcome you with much de*. gleam < 0 light," replied the lady. his loo.>, ''Still you did not expect me?" you do >f "I am the more pleased to sec you." of thos< s "Itut you knew not of my coining?" ger to 1 ' Well, then, 1 did not," said Leonora, seize tli 1 "if you will have me answer Muntly." commit p "I have a billet, lady, from the Count, been c< t your husband, inviting me to meet his gen- ancient * tie wife and himself; and I was about to Gianne p blame you for bidding me to such a crowd- creates I ed entertainment, when I find you almost smile at - us unconscious as myself of the prcpnra- Fiese ; lions going on below." his wife I was gr: r "Have iny orders been obeyed??arc tention * none permitted to go forth??have any tKlW an offered to do so??are the guests man}?" J ' These questions were asked, in a hurried | As lie t voice, by one who stood at the entrance- { in tl)C | initn of )><> I , ^..?v vi iiiv AJiKii^iiii 1 illiltVf IIIUIIKMl uj) lu^j r in a large dark mantle. The porter knew { sa;,j ; his master's voice, and answered with low "Out i and rapid words; but the Count Fiesco h-ave h< stopped not to hear them: he had hasten- as|<? ? , ed onward into the I'alace with a baud " I ,1 t of armed men, that passed through the thought I gates as he stood speaking to the porter, delibcni i In less than halt an hour he was again but,?" 1 before the Palace gates, "llow many " I 1, r have entered now!" exclaimed Fiesco. I rc ,ionst "It is well!" he replied, as the number was j no n)or< to'id him; and springing foward, he thing ! |,|e< |<a to, with his own hands, the massy gates, | f,,r [ |,. and drew the bolts, and summoned, at the ! what 1 moment, a close guard of soldiers. "Le t I |,m.: |l( no one pass," he cried. "Keep fast the denies* gates; they open not but at my order." that co "And now, mv guests!?my friends!? j clank ai I tnv noble gentlemen !" said the Count ! now th Fiesco?he had entered the great banquet- time; ) ; ing hall by a small door at the upper end i for w!.k . ?"there is scarce time for particular i in salutations; but I must add re is you all as wife \< a most courteous host. You stare about 1 |?,.n "m you with astonishment, finding no banquet t\il 1illin , spread, but on all sides armed men. Still, ! noble ni the welcome that I give you is a more j aveiigo honest, hearty welcome, than ever silken declare i lordling gave at his most gorgeous feast. ] myself, i You have known me, latterly, as a fool, a | j,ave 1 i profligate, a most contemptible and sense- | steps ii less fellow ! Tl e time is eon<?> ?vl?..,? 1 ! - ? -?~ nriglitc; , must throw otV this mean disguise. I do | basket i so as entirety as I lling off this clogging thev be< mantle." lie threw off the mantle as he j yet" unk \ spoke, and stood before them, clad from jnv oars head to foot in close and glittering armor, j tongue, every limb and his whole body covered, tions m all hut his graceful throat and head, and I11V saf,. t'.ey were hare. "The time is cooic," he ; hour I > exclaimed, "and Genoa must he freed j ue t, i from the tyranny of certain of her nobles. |jpS# j i Behold the fete to w hich I have invited | w ith 01 yon! That dolt, (iiannetino l)oria, would COuld la , fain he master of this Genoa?of our free i vvas c|?, and beautiful Genoa. I have written | with a ? i proofs of his intrigues and treacheries, and | unclosei at the projier season you shall see them. ' not SjK.; lie feels, ami he has cause to do so, that hand le< I will never submit to his insolent amhi- j 44Wil tion. He would willingly get me out "I this tren i his way; and he has sought to do so. He i faltering has tried poison and the assassin's dagger, ! ? \\"a hut in vain; for I am hereto lead you to J traeted the downfall of his whole faction, and ' ,n0j conl himself among them. Be free, and follow I jow me. I go to raise our lost Republic from i the its ashes, to build up again the noble ; mv edifice in strength and glory : the blood of j |K.art; tl , Doria will cement it well. My plans arc j bosom, well and deeply laid; ami believe nie, I aught li know not w hat it is to fear on this oeca- j j,i pity s ' sion. My friends, I love and honor you. I Fiose r 1 would make you my comrades in this tbat we grand design. 1 have three hundred bis own armed soldiers within these very walls. j,lfr wji; My well-manned fleet is floating in the , nu jMnj ', hnrlsir. The guards, both at the Palace ! wait to 1 and in the Port, are in my interest. Fifteen an |,oul ! hundred of our |>oor mechanics watch . Horias, v for my signal to fly to arms. Two thou- | an hour , Kami of my vassals, and two thousand j |,onr, \\ t soldiers, furnished by the Duke of Plaecn- ! |,ai| tko c tia, are at this moment entering the city, | flrst lad t and all this has been done with the most t n0) |(H,V ? perlVct secrecy. Not the slightest suspi- j There t cion of my proceedings has got wind as but in i yet: 1 have foreseen and obviated every i My tnn 1 risk, though many a per Ions risk have 1 losing t j encountered. But the glory, my brcthern, I presen t - the glory, that will this day l>e mine, it 1 aln,ost'i - must bo shared by you." j 44 It i ? * * 1 ping av 8 1 ? .1 ! - 1 r ? Kinu n^iiciitu iu iiiu il^UIIIIICIi! UI 111* lil f wife. Leonora sprang forward to meet tain the him. ' this hoi "lam half fearful," she said, " and ) Doria, i >, half bew ildered. Not an hour since they his sins a brought mo wonl that many guests had ! to be s< t arrived, in most sujK'rb attire, to a fete; a must b [. fete and banquet in this very mansion.? 1 treache [> Our friend," she added, turning to Fansa, that tlii r " received an invitation to pass a quiet whcret 1 evening, with my Moved. husband and easy to ?* myself. I have not know n, my Fiosco, as easy i. what I should do to please you, the wish of gunj ?f to please you I cing my highest object.? twoslui e The nurse came hustling in, not long ago, " Kw nfl'ronted that 1 had not told her of ourfes- are tall n tivitiea; then wondering at the plainness what tl o of my dress, and bidding me attire myself " Mu t> at once. 1 ser I lier to my dressing-room, night i r to please her, with orders that my jewels ' "In Y and rich dnw* aho Id be laid out in said wii it rcauuuws. inner* ot my women came,! "if - noon after, saying the court* lielow were , you v i P ftill of armed men. I sent one l?nck, bid- | " If ] - ding her seek thee, anil request thy pros- ^44 Genu r enee; but ah Illumed at once, and told ! and I a me we were prisoner*, in this, my range of feet! n a chambers, the great door at the stair case ! 44 M] a foot having l-een locked since she had onora, ? paaeed it last We aat down therefore, to slirinki t wait in patience, tiil we knew your pleas- ?nor m e ure, but you ai^Lpoine, Fieeco, my dear tlian tli loril I and you wnl let me hear from your men." it dear lips, some reason of this nryiMty. Is 44 Lo I- there a fete !?some masque, perhaps, in to be si tended as a pleasant surprise for me, kind- have o I) ly intended, though I take jpo pleasure in ingloric u such poor shows. Ig^jlur masquing urged i suit to-night P she Mara* IrtCT smiled, as the Genoa. of his armor met her eye, licncuth , M To |irwer\c, i>ut never to avenge it, >e mantle. " Iiesco, my Fiesco, j unkind Fiesco. Openly and manfully to not smile, ami now I bethink me preserve the freedom and honor of the armed soldiers. Say, is there dan- state." thy person 1 Are they come to j "Silence," ho cried, "we hive hr.d ee for some otfencethoii never hast enough of litis! " ted ! Has word or look of thine Leonora fell at his fret, and again en nstnied as an insult against that treated him to hear her; hut now Fiesco foe to thee, that w u'.d-he tyrant, was almost furious, roughly he tore himtina Doria J Speak, for suspense self away, and w ith a drop stern voice, a thousand fancies, tlint you may j oimnandcd her to speak no more; yet as , hut they make me wretched." | ho w as striding from the chumber, he turno had stood gravely silent while j cd his head to take a last look at her ho addressed him : his countenance . lnveil ? ?.!! vi " ? ? i *? ! . ? ..V... ?. -i.v ? <IJ5 Jlliveilllg WIlCl'O ive nn<l full of thought, and his at- j lie had left lier, her hands clasped, her seemed nil fixed on her; but every meek, expressive eyes fixed with a look I then his restless eve glanced on j of anguish on the ground, he stopped and id and foiiner tutor, l'aola l'aiisa. | gazed tenderly u]>on her, "Forgive my ntered, he placed a written paper : brutal roughness, gentle love," lie exclaimuiiid of l'aiisa, and when the latter ( ed. rused it and cauie forward, l'iesco j "One moment,only one moment! " she exclaimed, with a trembling voice : "take e word will do; you promise not to j leave of me, l'iesco. Wo shall not meet rr, you promise t<? attend to all I again. Take me to your bosom, and kiss J iuc for the last, last time." She rose up, o, 1 do." said Lanza, slowly and j for Fieseo came towards her. Tenderly [fully, and then added, even more j he took her in his arms, her head sunk on itcly, " 1 promise most faithfully ; j his shoulder, and once he pressed her lips j to his bare throat; but when lie raised ave no time, not a moment, for her there was no breath upon her palI ranees, you have promised, I ask ' lid lips; her eyes were closed, her graceful . And now my Leonora, my no- arms hung lifeless. Leonora did not rcely, injured Leonora! Injured, j cover fiont that long and death-like swoon i\o wronged you hy appearing i till the whole l'alace was shut up, and was not, and w hat you could not quiet as the grave. JJ 1 ? 1 ? * * ' - ' .ii m?j 11*; Mini wiiii :i look ol toil- J The plans of l'ieseo had all been made iiml a voice of winning sweetness, | wiih admirable skill ami foresight; every utr;i-i***l strangely with the stern j precaution had been taken, every continml glitter of his armor, (for he had | gency prepared for. In every quarter the row n off his mantle for the last 'most complete success attended his cona naked sword was in his hand, spiraev. <>iannetino was slain at the on h he wore no scabhrrd, and dag- i set; but the loved and venerable Andrea Iks girdle. " Hear nie, my noble Doria, though old and feeble, w as carried hi see nie as I am, as I have ever in safety,by his own faithful domestics, to nler my w itling's garb. You see Masona, a country scat, about fifteen niilea ; your own wishes, fired with a I from Genoa. Every quarter of the city rdor for great deeds, determined to j was now suddenly in motion, and men of great w rongs. Ilear me when 1 all ranks rose up to terror and dismay.? that 1 have ever loved you above | lb.I wI.:'o to one party, everything wore and second only to mine honor.? ' the aspect of ''lie inexlrieable confusion, in loved the print of your small f<- .i- which the only w ise and safe way was to i the common dust, before the submit to the other, to Fiosco and tho >t glances of those eyes you thought rest of his conspirators, to whom he had 1 in. Your words of censure, had give n orders, at once the most minute and ii unkind, (and they were never the most decided, all was one clear, wellind,) would have heen sweeter to organized, well-worknig plot, than the host j raises of an angel's It is a remarkable fact, that in this celI have now no time for explana- obratcd conspiracy, every one bad been y sweet Leonora. Fear not for thought of but the One All-wise Disposer, ty?fear nothing. After one little | of all human events. Everything had hall return." been foreseen but the interference of bis ><>k her band, and pressed it to his w ise providence. Fiosco, with all his conic gently drew her towards hjig jgUKite skill and nolicv. h,id qrnbabLv forne long fervent ki*s. Leonora, not attended with the blessing of God.? c.. i.? .. 1.-1- - ?. t < ..... , ^...v , iivi iMiniiiMiiMuc | j finnps no leit mat t Here was too much iiigcd ; her whole frame trembled : of selfishness, and too much of down-rigl t trong hysteric agitation. Her lips 'crime, in his well laid nnd executed plot, I, as if to speak : and si ill she did for Hod to tolerate, who is of purer eyes ilc. (Jently and pityingly her bus- than to hcliold iniquity. 1 her to his friend. It sometimes pleases that often-forgotten, h you, my honored friend, I leave often insulted Heing, to disconsert, in a isure, ahove all price/' he said in very quiet and simple way, all the skillaccents. fill arrangements of earthly policy, it, w ait a mounnt," cried the dis- The dauntless head and chief of this exlady ; "all you tell me perplexes trarodinary conspiracy was already triuml'?muds me. Why this haste ?? pliant. His every plan w as crowned with a, my husband, and let me sit he- wonderful success. His lofty form w as e, and let me hear enough to calm seen, his voice was heard in every quarter, or ; to stop the throhbings of this lie shouted Liberty I and the cry spread int feels as if it would burst my like a blazing w ild-fire on all sides. Not Stop a little while, not to gratify liberty alone, hut Fiesco and Liberty, bekc a woman's idle curiosity, only \ came the cry. Fiesco was seen running top, in greatest pity !" ; to the Fort, and as he ran, shouting lib0 took the little trembling hands erty. The galley slaves awakened by the re so pityingly extended to him in cry, and repented it; ami Fiesco sceius to 41 All depends," lie said,"on do- have feared lest those convicts should it is to he dune at once ; there is burst their chains and escape. There was ;er hut in loss of time. 1 must not a little plank leading from the shore to toll you more than this. Within the galleys. It is supposed that Fieseo's r; the influence, the tyranny of the foot slipped in passing along this plank ; will have ceased forever. Within nothing more was known with certainty, fj (ienoa will he free. Within an The inquiry, however, at length begen to lien I take this hand,'twill he to bo made?"Where is Fiesco?" The e, not as the lovliest only, but the conspirators waitsd his further orders.? v in <ienoa. the Magnificent. No The Senate, who had assembled at the c not so sad, and so affrighted still. Palace, waited to hear his terms and even 1 no danger to your husband, lady," to submit to them. His presence was releluy and trillingin your chamber, quired and waited for everywhere, but ho yintr here perils mv life, for I am ! nnnnnrixl >?? Ao ?i>? i?"? ^ . . .. | ( v...v^. ..wt* iiiv until IMUKU UIIOII imc. My going forth guards mo, ; them, the people began to lose their ardor s ine, ?#?ures inc of the triumph in furtl oring the conspiracy. That one n my grasp." ' false st?*p changed the aspect of the whole nay be true," replied the ladv, wi- ' affair. It was not till the fourth day after . ay the tears that fell fast over her ' the breaking out of tho conspiracy, that ce ; " it may be true, but I am cer- the body or Fiesco was found. .His last re's to Ihj blood-shedding within mortal agonies had met no human eye, ir, Fieseo. The go <d old Andrea his last erics had not been heard. Clogs to die, and (Jiannctino, with all j ged and forced down by tho weight of his full blown and unrepented of, lie's heavy armor, he bad been drowned. nt to his great dread account: they . It was not long after the dcatli of the e "noili murdered ; murdered by young and gallant Count of I.svagna, rv, in tbc silent night. I know that an aged man entered the church of is must happen, and I know not . in baste. His countenance was he dreadful carnage is to end. 'Tis troubled, ami be was clad in mourning hntalk of one short hour. It is just bilimcnts. As be passed along the beautito throw h spark into a magazine ful but gloomy aisles, lio looked Iroin aido *>wtier, and say only a barrel or i to side with anxious eyes, as if in search ill explode there." ?>f Rome one ho had lost. IIo went toeet Imonora," replied Kiesoo, " you wards the chapel of the Lavagna family, iing as women sometimes will, of | but came back unsatisfied. At last ho icy know nought." stopped. A slight and girlish figure, in ist tluero not lx? bloodshedding to- ' the deepest mourning, was kneeling on " she. said : " that's all 1 ask." the pavement in a dark corner of the anm already detained too long," he eient church ; her pale hands were clasplh some impatience. ed, her eyes timidly raised, and her lip you go," she cried, "promise ine moved in humble prayer. The aged man I not murder them." knelt down, but at some distance, as if I go not at once," ho answered, fearing to disturb her ; and when at length a will l?c bound in double fetters, shagrose, then lie came forward. rim shall Ik) murdered at your very turned to gr*t him, not with smiles, but i with a culm and melancholy sweetness, ; Ficseo, my own Fiesco," cried l>e- more ploasing than any smile*. 81m? tenderly clasping his arm, hut 1 thanked him for his kind anxiety about jl ng away, when the hard cold ar- j her; then, gently pointing to an old pic- v ? UT, ....... . nti;?i'?n I" wiiwr uire, *ne Will! : o cold-blooded murder of tlioae 44 Tlio painting and the words are nothing ; l>ut I have been pravmg that their onora, I entreat, I command you leeeon may be taught ... '>y thejjJ^k, lent, and let me go. Yon, yourself, and for II w blessed sake, my Father, 'llo W Aentimea reproached me with my pleaaed not himself ^ ^ >us life of late. ^ ou have often Od Advxktmsmkrt or IMS.?WantTie to avenge the honor of this, our p<j a ?t?ut active man who feara the Lord, | and can carry two hundred weight, 0