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CAESAB BORGIA.
The Smiling Devil of the Middle Ages.
BY ANNA W.YOUNG.
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-George E. Bowen.
DO
yon WANTS A SEWING MA
CHINE ^
If you Do And Want to Get the
Cheapest and the Best and Would
Like to Save $2o to $3o at the
gome Time, You Would Do
Well to Write to Us.
We are still selling our matchless
high inn sewing machines together
with The Sunny South for $20 00
This is bj all odds the best bargain
ever offered by any publication to its
subscribers.
We buy this machine direct from
the factory in Illinois, and have then
to pay more for them than any other
paper in America pays for premium
sewing machines even when they buy
them Irom middle men. We do not
believe in offering poor premiums, es
pecialiy in offering inferior machines.
iVe guarantee each machine we sell,
and are prepared to make our guar
antee good at all times.
Do rot listen to eewing machine
agents who will pos-ibly tell you that
we sell a cheap machine which will
not last and w hich will not do good
work
W’e sell for $20 00, with The Sunny
South one year, a sewing machine
which we defy you to duplicate from
any agent in America for less than
forty or fifty dollars. It is a beautiful
machine and has all the very latest
attachments and will do the very fin
est of work as neatly and as easily as
it will do the coarsest. We have never
seutout a single one of t hese machines
and had to take it back. We have
never even hid a single complaint
agaiust one of them, but on the other
hand have heard nothing but praise
for it wherever a sale was made. It
go^s to the purchaser neatly packed
and in splendid conuition, and when
it is unpacked is found to be as hand
some as it is durable and useful.
Kemember our offer which is open
all the time. It is no special offer for
this particular place, or for any par
ticular person. It is an offer which
we stand ready to make good any
time. Buy one of our machines and
pay us $20 00 for it one year with the
Paper. If, after you see it and sew on
it, you do not think it is as good a ma
chine as you can get from any local
agent for $50, then have it packed up
at our expense, and return it to us at
our expense, aud we will pay all re
turn charges on it, and will refund
you the whole amount we have re
ceived Irom you for it. This is busi
ness. We mean every word we say
and we certainly can give you no bet
ter proof of our good faith, or of our
confidence in ihe machine we sell. Do
not confound this machine with the
machines which newspapers are sell
ing all oyer the country at a price ol
about $17 or $18 with their papers for
oueyear. There is nothing in com
mou beiween them unless it may be
that they will both take stitches
lhere is as much difference between
the machine which we sell and the or
umary premium sewing machine as
t iere is bet ween a fine silk dress and
& calico. Either will answer the pur
pose since they are both dresses, but
caii°.^> 0U ^ tkiuk of comparing silk to
1therefore, you want a first-class
®ewiug machine, you will regret it _
Jt u.do uut correspond with us before
buying.
f Uur rH Putation for integrity and
>r dealing is well established, and
e certainly have no object in mis
•-presenting in the slightest degre
the machines we are handling.
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The Sunny South,
Atlanta, Ga.
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are sellip g ^ or i> Sunny South
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For The Sunny South.
MONG the gems of art
that adorn the walls of
the Uffizi Gallery is
an exquisite painting
by L sonar do da Vinci.
It is agiowing master
piece, depicting the
murder of one who has
chanced to cross the
lo^e or ambition of
Cseiar Borgia; and in
its terrible yet touch
ing tragedy of beauty
and revenge, fascinates
while it repels the beholder.
The hapless victim is a royally beautiful
woman arrayed in all the sheeu and splen
dor of bridal robes, but upon whose face
is the seal of intolerable anguish.
She haa fallen across a gold and crim
son draped conch, in all the agony of dis
solution, while over her bends “the mag
nificent villain" of the mediaeval age.
His jeweled hand olutches a small gem
incrustecf dagger, while the other, fair and
slender as a woman’s but with the grip of
giant, is pressed on ihe dying girl’s
heart, waiting, as it were, for its last pul
sation.
Taere is no hint of passion in the hand-
soma classic face; no revenge triumphant
soars ling in the dark splendid eyes—only
the smile that captivated the wills oi men
and beguiled l-e hearts of women.
It is the countenance of a god that
locks upon you from its oval frame of
gold. not the “counterfeit presentment"
of a fiend, and, as its beauty appealed to
my beauty-loving eyes, I^yielded to it*
charm and almost forgot the Shakespearian
aphorism that, a man may smile and smile
yet be a villain.
Tn the imperial library that adjoins the
Ufllzi Gallery there is a nameless manus
ctipr which gives to this picture “a local
habitation and a name "
The story translated runneth thus:
“It w-s the drug damned age cf Italy—
when the very air seemed laden with
venom brewed in that blackest of cald
rons—the Borgia’s heart.
Wherever this sa’anic prince's influence
was felt, or his beautiful face sitoiied its
sweetest smile, there the death—exhaling
vapor wa* deadliest.
Prince MepListo was the monster of bis
times, and, in alt the land, had not his
compeer; but the magnitude of bis crimes
rendered him “a magnificent villain" and
threw aroand him a halo of romance fas
cinating to men and women.
The handsomest man of his age, with
mien and bearing that charmed and sub
dued like an enchanter’s—cultured, and a
patron of art and letters, he was, never
theless, a paragon of evil whose name
shall pass down the ages linked with no
virtues but a thousand crimes.
Inordinately ambitious* »nd coveting
wealth and nigh • states above all other
gifts, he cherished a hatred devilish ia its
intensity for whosoever attempted to
wrest the same from his grasp; aud hi*
savage nature was never appeased until
the one who had dared to oppose him had
fallen a victim to the secret thrust of his
dagger or the subtile poison of his wine
ami ring.
In the gorgeous halls of the Pontifical
palace he would give a sumptuous ban
quet at which the drugged wine, that he
and bis sister alone knew the art of con
cocting, was served in golden goblets to
the doomed guests.
To drink ot this bright, sparkling Canary
was to die slowly and mysteriously of ter
tian agne it was surmised; but later,
when the wealth of the deceased was
swept into Cresar’s coffers, men whispered
with bated breath that the dead men had
feasted at the rovels of the Borgia.
This illustrious villain’s ingenuity in
the art of poisoning did not cease with the
manufacture of bis wine. It was eclipsed
by the envenomed ring -a diabolical inven
cion, the secret of which he shared with no
on*.
Of exquisite design and blazing with
jewels it awoke no suspicion of the
deadly fluid coursing within iis circle.
With all the courtly grace and suavity
of manner which, with his winning
smile and beautiful face, seduced
the hearts of all alike, would ' he
urge the acceptation of his ring on
the departing guest, entreating him, or her,
to wear it as a token of his love and
friendship. The unsuspecting victim, be
witched by the magic of words and face
so fair, never heeded the slight abrasion
of the skin made as the glittering gem was
pressed upon his finger; yet, ere an hour
had elapsed, the recipient of the splendid
gift lay writhing in mortal agony—his last
look bolding a bitter curse for his smiling,
complacent destroyer.
At the time this chronicle commences
Caesar Borgia bad grown weary of eccle
siastical life and, with his accustomed dis
regard of ail obligations, threw aside his
Cardinal hat.
Thus released from his vows of celibacy
be determined to strengthen his position
by t.king uuto himseif a well endowed
wife; and in an evil hour his baneful
choice fell upon Beatrice, duchess ol
Genova. An orphan aud an heir, si there
was not in all Rome, nor the Cvopagna
beyond, a more beautiful girl than this
young “daughter of the gods"—radiant
with the she*n of Titian—red hair, the
dark gleam of almond shaped eyes and the
tint ol scarlet lips
At the fetes held at the Vatican, tbe
Lady Beatrice ever shone as “a bright par
ticular star "
One so lavishly endowed with beauty
and with wealth was, as it wexe, an apple
of riscord among tbe impecunious nobles
who thronged the Borgian court.
But as soon as it became known that
Prinoe Mephisto aspired to the hand of
tbe heiress, these fortune-hunters retreat-
icgtbat he would take swift and summary
vengeance if they persisted to contest the
prize.
With the first glance at tbe Lady cf Can-
ova’s perfect face the Borgia marked her
for his own.
But though her beauty pleased his sen
suous eyes, his cairn heart never altered
Ds beats for a second, albeit the intona
tions of his voice were tremulous with af
fected passion as he urge his suit-
Love for any one except himself, unless
it was hjs depraved sister, Lucretia. held
no part in his selfish, calculating nature.
The broad domain and princely revenues
of the heiress were the treasures his “itch
ing palm" longed to clutch, and to this
end he schemed and plotted.
In one of the fairest portions of Borne
stood tbe Canova palace, rising vast and
stately from a garden so extensive and so.
beautiful in desiga aud coloring—and
withal such a wilderness of sweets—that
it might well have vied with the ceiebra*
ted ones of Babylon the Great.
Here were great bowers of luscious,
many tinted roses, looking radiantly
down upon vast beds teeming with sweet
Parma violets; there were deep dim aven
ues of ilex, larch, and lime; and spacious
terraces adorned with masterpieces of
statnary and bordered by walls of emerald-
green.
Streaming over the whole was the set
ting glory of an O-iti-ber sun, and, as its
respondents rays touched statue, leaf,
and fljwer, they illumined no less the
splendid beauty of a man, walking slowly
down the terrac*.
His magnificent form and perfect grace
of motion, tbe classic face and head with
its glistening, ebon hair and deep, dark,
fathomless eyes, presented a picture cal
culated to dazzle and bewilder.
But neither the splendor of the Borgia’s
appearance nor the fascination of his man
ners had power to charm Lady Conova’s
heart.
Soe walked by his side, listening courte
ously to his declarations of love, but with
a fine scorn in her frank brown eyes as he
re iterated his avowals
Beatrice was too young and innocent to
comprehend, in all its enormity, the base*
n-s» of Prince Mepbisto’s nature; but she
knew enough of his cruel calculating l>f«to
make her question the sincerity of his affec
tion and loath tee bare thought of accept
ing him as her hu-band; thus she gave
him a gentle but firm reiusal.
C'anar was so accustomed to seeing
wondly women dazzled by his attention*,
that the repulse received from this young,
inexperienced girl astonished, then, infu
riate d him; aud his dark handsome face
flushed with wounded vanity ana belli id
desire as he slipped the leash of self-
control.
“Your Grace, then, absolutely refuses to
accept the exalted positiou which, baviDg
resigned my Cardinal rank, £ am free to
offer you. May l crave your reason, fair
Beatrice, for rejecting my suit?”
He stopped suddenly in l>is walk and
flashed a curious glance upon her.
“It is simply this, Lord Borgia,” she an
swered, flushing vividly beneath his
searching look, “I cannot bestow my
hand unaccompanied by my heart even,
though, in so deciding, I lose the rank you
offer me as first lady in Borne. Besides 1
love and am betrothed to another.”
“Adrian Derauello!” Taere was a ser
pent-like hiss iu his voice and a “laughing
devil" in his eyes as he uttered the name,
and clutched her arm savagely. But
sinister as wa- his behavior it was but a
faint outward manife-tation of the rage
aud terrible resolve running riot in bis
heart.
Beatrice was so staitled by tbe change
in the face, that only a moment before had
beamed so graciously upon her, that she
gave involuntarily a low, frightened cry.
All the rumors she had beard and
scarcely believed of the terrible revenge
this man took upon those who refused to
confer on him whatsoever he mu ht de
sire, rustied into her mind and awoke her
fears.
But the courage as well as “the blood of
a hundred lords" coursed through her
veins, and in an instant she had suppress
ed all signs of emotion.
She threw off his grasp as she said
proudly: “You are right, Prince Borgia,
Count Adrian Darsnello is ray husband-
elect, and, ere a twelve-month wanes, I
shall have become his wife.”
Another lightning-like gleam of mingled
hate and fnry, and then all passion faded
from Prince Mephisto’s face.
His splendid eyes took on their softest
expression while over the serene counte-
nauce rippled the deceptive smile that
lured so many on to woe and death.
The transition from storm to sunshine,
as it were, was so suddea that Beatrice,
perplexed and doubtful, wo ndered if she
had been the dupe of her own excited
fancy.
In the handsome face of the courteou*
debonnair prince she sought in vain for a
trace of the passion that had alarmed her,
and her fears and suspicions faded away
entirely when he said, with an almost
caressing cadence in his voice:
“It is ray misfortune, fair Lady of Cano
va, to resign all hope of winning yon, for
it were worse than foily to contest your
hand with su^h a rival as Adrian Dxran-
ello
“Forgive me, if in my pain and disap
pointment., I have said o; done ought to
grieve you. And now, ere I say Addio, for
many a long day, let me urge this
little plea: Wn*n trie nuptial right is per
formed, aud you are the bride of Dara-
nello, grant me the pleasure of celebrating
the occasion with snch a banquet ss will
well btfit the united houses of Canova and
Daraneilo.
“Grant me this boon fair lady, and long
throughout Italy shall it be told, in song
and story, how the Borgia honored the
women he loved and—lost."
It was tbe bridal eve of Beatrice Canova
and the Borgian palace was abuts* with
splendor. Prince M*phisto*s banquet,
given to the woman whom he declared iu
bis courtliest tones, he delighted to honor,
was served with even more lavish splendor
than usually attended bisAutertaifcnent«.
The rooms were resplendent wit# hand
somely dressed men and women; flowers
blnshed and glowed in every nook and
corner; and soft music's witching straits
rose and fell throughout the length and
breadth of those marble halls.
_ The bride and groom wexe expected mo-
ed from the matrimonial lists, well know- mentarily, and cariosity stood on tip-toe
to witness the meeting between tbe prince
of the revel and the woman who had dared
to reject him. But Lord Borgia had not
vet made his appearance, x tr removed
from tbe gay throng—in a small octagonal
tower—he communed alone with his own
thoughts. The threshold of this apart
ment was never crossed by any creature
except the poisoner’s sUter, Lucretia; and
here, in solituie, he mastered the secrets
of alchemy aud chemistry and prepared
the deadly drugs required to serve his cruel
purposes. In the privacy of the labora
tory the mask had fallen from his features
The brilliant smile had given place to an
evil leer that made the expression of his
face that of a fiend.
Unlocking an escritoire he took out a
tiDy jewel* d dagger, carefully examined
and then secreted it on his person. Turn
ing to another drawer he drew therefrom
a ring biaziDg with diamonds, and to
which a secret spring was attached.
Touching this a small cavity was dis
posed, and into it the poisoner poured a
single drop of colorless fluids; tnen re
touched tbe spring and p’aced the gem
upon bis finger, where it glittered—a
tbirg ”f beauty and of death.
As Priuce M 'phisto stood lost in revery,
a mocking laugh rang throughout the
room aud, turning, his eyes met those of
a beautiful woman framed within the
door-way.
This was tbe reckless, infamous Lucre
tia B »rgi», whose name is linked with
that of Caviar in in my a deed of crime.
In her orilliaut dress aud the fillings of
her exquisite beauty; her white neck aud
arms; her marvellous Jars eyes and glow
ing hair she seemed to light up the room
as she entered it
1 Why is the lord of the revel here while
the fair hair bride of Dmanello awaits his
greeting in the halls below?”
She wound her arms arouad his as she
spoke and looked keenly at him.
“Are you still considering the surest
way to sp^ed that poor fool across tbe
Stjx? You are not wont to deliberate so
long on so small a matter. Why not give
her tbe kiss of peace, spiced with our own
Canary. Oue draught of the sparkling
beverage aud it will not be many hours
b-fore her pale aha ie shall wander on the
dark Plutonian shore."
“I know a surer means of wreaking my
vengeance,” Prince Mephisto answered.
“M> poi on-tipped dagger will not fail me,
and this," pointing to the envenomed ring,
“does its work aviftly.
“Do you entice Count Daranellojfrom his
bride's side aod 1 will do ihe rest..”
“And my reward for complicity shall
be? ’
“The secret of the mechanism of this
glittering ling.”
How fair ana lovely she was—ho w un
suspecting of the deadly element in con-
fl ct near her. as she replied to the gay
badinage of Prirce Borgia. And he, arch-
hypocrite that he was, seemed so frank
and altogether bewitching that not one in
the gay throng assembled suspected that
under this deuonnair insouslance of m in
ner raged the deadliest hate, and a fixed
intent to glut his heart and soul with the
sweetness of revenge.
Beatrice had long since forgotten his dis
play of passion when she rejected him
and, with her husband, did not question
the sincerity of bis welcome.
Tbe banquet was at its height..
The bride and groom had been assigned
the seats of honor at the sumptuous table;
and the guests feasted lcng aud drank
d*ep.
Pitiless as a B'lman emperor Prince
M.-phisto bided tbe Lour that was tQ wit
ness the consn umation of his cruel plot
ting; and bis h-art exulted as be clasped
hands, with his sister, under the tab e,
and thought of the noble patrimony which
wt.'ttld soon be his. As Beatrice had no
heirs tbe duchy of Canova would revert to
the H >ly S -e in case she di-*d, and Caesar
knew it would be no difficult undertaking
to wr‘stic from his lather, Pope Alexan
der VI.
The night was waning when he gave
his sister the pre-concerted signal—tbe
Us* up of a handful! of Parma violets.
Lucretia immediately invited Count
Daraneilo to attend her to another room
on some slight pretext, taking care to con
duct him along through a winding passage
through which he coaid not easily retrace
hi* steps alone.
No sooner had they disappeared than
Prince Borgia, slightly flushed with ex
pectation and wine, and looking like a
radiant demi-god, approached Beatrice
ano said in bis most winning tones:
“Your grace is,I believe, adevotee at;the
shrine of art; win you permit me to show
you a marble N oba with which I have
lately enriched noy collection of statues?
It stands in the extern gaiieiy and is well
worth jour inspection ”
Wiihout a moment’s hesitation Beatrice
acceded to his r* q test, and tt geidier they
left tt<e room. Tue gallery was iu a dis
tant portion of the immense palace, and
any one assaulted within its thick walls
might c *11 loug and in vain for succor.
It was a peerless Ntobe indeed that
lur-d Beatrice to her fate.
Scarcely bad the girl’s rapturous ex
clamations been exhausted when the
B >rgia said as he male one of his s:ateiy
bo«s
“l will not brstow upon you my tearful
Niobe, it were too mournful a gift; but
this sbail be my bridal offering—a ring,
which Yuur Graca will see, is as priceless
in its way as is the statue."
He caught her hand as he spoke, and
slipped the envenomed riDg on her finger
with a force that caused tbe jsweis to
make a s.ight^incision of the AoSl..
It was the work ot a moment and the
scratch inflicted so slight that Beatrice
scarcely feit ir, yet in that second of time
the accursed Ting had distilled its venom
into her veins.
Sue was stiil thanking this smiling devil
or his splendid gift, when a deathly faint
ness seized her; ner limbs trembled vio
lently and, with a swaying bewildered
movement she fell heavily forward across
a gorgeously drapid couch
Then over her bent “the magnificent
villain,” smiling his sweetest smile; and,
as he watched the ashen hue of death
gather rapidly over his victim’s fane he
drew his venom-tipped rtagger. “’Tvill
make assurance doubly sure” ho said in bis
dulcet tones and held the knife poised
above* the girl.
One look she gave him of awful terror
and reproach and as his eyes met hers he
said; with a gay defiant voice: “Addio
fair bride of Death 1 The tomb shall be
thy bridal couch from which no call of
love can ever woo thee. Evil for thee
was the hoar wherein yon dared to repulse
my suit."
Then, as his arm fell, thrusting the dag
ger up to its hilt in tbe hapless girl’s bos
om. be said through clinched teeth:
“Thus peTi*h those who incur my hate.
Bavenge is gvett, yea specter than life."
Ten years lat*r. when Prince Mephisto
was storming with his accustomed brav
ery, tbe Castle cf Yiana, in Spain, a ball
struck him which put. an end to his
career. The shot came from the unerring
aim of one who had long and patiently
bided his hour of veDgeanc*—the heart
broken husband of the murdered B*at-
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neighborhood it will pay yon to ex
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‘It is a Beauty.”
Here is a letter from a Florida lady
who bought one of our sewing
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Tbe story is a simple one. She wanted
a good machine and wanted it direct
from tbe tactory, as she did not care
to have to pay the profits of several
middle men. She ordered one of our
machines which we send out with the
guarantee that they are as good in
every respect as a $50 machine. She
bought the machine with this under
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Instead of doing that she wrote us the
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Madisox, Fla.
EniTcr. Sunny South,
*.ttanta Ga.
Tbe machine I purcua^a'l from you some time
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p-arauce It id b^y..ud t>ie expectations 1 had
lormeo from reading your advertisement. The
reason I aid not acknowledge the r«-c Jpt of it
-oouer was bef-ause I wished to tborougniv test
the machine tir^t. This I have done, and Ado it
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running, ana nearly noicelees.
Respectfully
Mattie Peek.
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