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1 Love Story of the Old Spanish Missions
TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
Copyright, 1913, by Star Company.
VERY individual would be ben- r Pb
j i ne iest of the party had been dancing
L efltCd by f;,stlns one ,ltly out ' ■ «® h<’iir. ami all gathered about the
o£ each seven. i Kiris to hear the story of the accident. :
If we believed that the command to ! which was told with six different varhi-
labor six days and rest the seventh I tIona > Eulogia, as usual, craved for
was given to the digestive organs asi‘! uncCB ' liut slle capriciously divided her
well as to the limbs and brain, the i v ' c ’ c n Abel Hudson and Don
world would contain fewer invalids, j when 'the nurlns the intervals,
„ , . . r ‘ ,he musicians were silent and the
If we understood the command, girls played the guitar or threw ca, -
"Thou shalt have no other gods be- earones at their admirers, she sat in
<«w'e me,” applied To the appetites, ns* ’be deop window seat watching the
well as to the religious ideals, much I I'onderous waves of the Pacific hurl
misery might be saved us. l "[ mselves against the cliffs, while Hud-
Scores of people place stimulants j ” J , ( } oso t0 her sil,e ' disregard-!
, r, g the Insistence of Garhas. Finally
and foods so prominently in the fore- the little Don from the city went into 1
ground that God is hidden from view. ] ihe dining room to get a glass of an-
A woman who believed herself re- j geiica, and Hudson caught at his
liglous declared she would rather die I chance.
at once than live on earth if she must 1 ‘Senorita,” he exclaimed, interrupting
give up what she liked to eat and ° nu of * lcl desultory remarks, "for a .
| >ear I have loved you, and, for many
By Gertrude Atherton'
drink and take to a diet of any kind.
Not Normal Condition.
Coffee was her little god; and she
found no interest in a day If she was
deprived of her beverage.
The moment we depend on any one
thing to eat or drink, as an absolute
necessity to our happiness and com
fort, we are on the way to 111 health,
It Is not a normal condition.
[ reasons, l have not dared to tell you.
j I must tell you now—I can't keep it j
hack any longer. I have fio reason to j
think you care more for me than for u I
dozen other men, but if you marry mew
senorita. I will build y u a beautiful i
American house in San Euis Obispo, !
<.nd you can then be with your friends
when business calls me away.”
And where will you live when you
are away from me?" asked Kulogia,
I carelessly. "In a cave In the
And it Is not a dignified position iu a ‘' av ’e >n the moun
for a sane, grown, educated, whole- 13 1, 1 !* ’' care ^ ul of lhe bandits:
some-minded man or woman. i not"know what"- replied calml> - 1 do
“ , • , . ‘ . , not Know what you mean by the things
To be the slave of anything Is to you say sometimes. Perhaps you have
prove we are not masters. And man j the idea that I am another person
was meant to be master of himseli ! John Powers or Pio Lenares, for in-
and of Ills environment. , stance. Do you wish me to firing a
We all need food and drink to bus- | eettiMrate to the effect that I am Abel
[Hudson? I can do so, although I
tain life; but the moment we need
ONE ARTICLE OF FOOD OR ONE
SPECIAL DRINK in order to feel well
or be happy, we are slaves of a habit,
and should take ourselves in hand.
Therefore, it is good to take a fast
now and then, to prove to ourselves
we are not such slaves, and to make
ourselves masters of our own. appe
tites.
A friend writes of his Inability to
enjoy life because of his digestive
troubles.
This friend lies Ir on always most
self-indulgent; he has taken stimu
li;,! . to give him an appetite, and
thought that Californians disdain the
written form and trusted to each-other’s
honor, even to the selling of cattle and
land.”
"You are not a Californian."
“Ah, senorita— God! what is that?”
; A tremendous knocking at the outer
j door sounded ahove the clear soprano of
[ “A late guest, no doubt. You are
[.white like the wall. I think the low
ceilings are not so good- for your health
i as- the sr.arp air of the mountains. Ay,
! Dios:’*
The last words came beneath her
, • ... . ... , breath and she forgot Abel Hudson,
d and savory dishes, to satiate The front dcor had been thrown
appetite. And now he ns paying , nn{1 a cabal , cro in rid!nfT boota ^
j tfark serape wounu about his Tail figure
had entered the room and flung his som
brero and saddle bags into a corner.
Tt was Pablo Igr.estria.
He Seeks an Answer.
“At your feet, senora/’ he said to
Dona Luisa, .who held out both hands,
welcome on her charming face. “I am
an uninvited guest, but.when I arrived
at San Luis I found that all the town
"I had »come to Dona Luisa’s famous ball.
penalty.
Hero is a recipe for a simple meth-
r 1 of home cure; yet it is doubt
ful if this slave to his appetites will
have the strength of character to
pai if to the tost.
Fast wholly for two days; drinking
a glass of hot water -in the morning
; ; a. glass of moderately cold water
(not iced) every hour.
The fast will not be difficult. Mfny
people have pursued their usual avo
cations during longer fasts, and felt
no weakness or other annoyance.
Advice to the Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
Slave of One's Appetite.
and drink the hot. milk e.nd wateri
at intervals.
The fifth day drink two quarts of ;
the milk, and take the raw ea rs if
there is a desire for more nourish
ment.
The sixth day repeat the diet, and
on the seventh all physical ills will
be memories, unless there is a more
serious condition which needs a milk
diet. In that, ease it is well to go
into a milk sanitarium.
■Simple as this experiment is, not
id
reason un-
aed I rode on, hoping that for friend- |
[ ship s sake-sho would open her hoapita- '
The third morning substitute a Mo doors to a wanderer and let him Ilittle .caprices, but 1
glass of half and half hot milk and dance'off the stiffness of a long ride." ' E!' 1
water. And during the day drink! "You arc- welcome, welcome, Pablo” "1 answered your letter!" exclaimed
“Tho’toSrth daytoke two raw eggs, saW Dol ’ a "<*• >° the -lining - l™*** furiously. "Thou ktwwest that
room and get a glass of aguaxllenta, ( answered it. Thou ordy wished to
then eonre back and danee until- dawn.” hunible me because I had sworn that I
Igr.estria left the room with Diego I would write to no-man. Traitor! I hate
wijas, but returned in a few moments Hoe. Thou were engaged, to the girj
and walked directly over to Eulcgia, ig- all the time theu wart here."
noring the men who stood about her. “Eulegia, believe! Believe!”
“Give me this uanoe,” he whispered, I "I would not believe thee if thou kiss-
eagerly. “J have something to say to j «d the cross. Thou roldft to thyg.elf:
thee. I have purposely come from Mon- ! 'That little coquette, I will teach her a
terey to say it.” y lesson! To think the little! chit should
"Eulogia waa looking ^it him with fancy an elegant Montereno could fall
angry eyes, her brain on fire. But euri- in love with her.' Ah! ha! O Dios
So£“^e^ r( ^- 1 -“y ^ *>«■ 1
Gently developed to carry it out. " bis net ..=> the music.ar.s scraped
To live entirely for a few days on their guitars and violins, and began
any plain food, and to drink a quap- j to waltz. ,
tity of water at. intervals, will act j “Eulogia!” exclaimed Ignestria, .“dost
as a cure to numerous maladies. But | thou‘suspect why I have returned.",
the slave of his appetites must first i **\vhy should T suspect what I have
become Master. . [not thought about?”
. ■ ■ - ! “Ay, Eulogia! Art tjiou as saucy as
| ever? But I will-tell thee, beloved one.
,, The poor girl who bore my name is
r HERE are some old men wno are I
, . ,, „„ dead, and I have come to beg an an-
rrvt to bo desmsed. Seme are apt | . '. .
swer to my letter. Ay, little one, I
feel thy love. Why could thou not have
sent me - one word? I was sp angry
when week after week passed that no
answer came, that in a fit of spleen 1
married the poor sick girl And what
I suffered, Eulogia, after that mad act!
Long ago I had told myself that I
should have corhe back for my answer;
that you had sworn you’d write no
letter; 1 should have let you have your
Suddenly she came face to race with Fablo Ignestria.
Strong at Seventy.
HERE are some old men wno are
not to be despised. Some are apt
to think that none but young pien can,
do much. Some, indeed, shoot up like
a rocket and go out like one. Others
rise slowly, like fixed stars, and as
th.ey are slow to rise they are slow to
set.
Cromwell was only a captain when 'he
was 41, and his greatest deeds were
performed between 48 and 56, when,he
di§d.
Young was an old man when he wrote
some of his best poetry, and he was
60 when he began his “Night Thoughts." j
Thomgs Scott wrote as much at 70
as at any period of his life.
Talleyrand at the age of 80 stood at ;
the head pf affairs in France under 1
Napoleon, and then under the Bourbons.
When the Russians were determined
to make, a stand and fight the French,
before the wails of Moscow, they put
old Xutsof at the head of the army
in the place of Barclay de Tolly.
General BTuchgr was 70 when he wc
defeated at Ligny and fell under his
horse, and the French cavalry rode over
him; yet a day or two after he led on
Iris Prussians against Napoleon at Wa
terloo. After many years of warfare
those old men, Wellington and Soult,
stood at the head of their respective
cabinets, one in England and the cither
in France, preserving by their talent
tlie peacte of Europe and the world.
hate thee, thou false man of the
world! Thou Art the very picture of
the men 1 have read-about in the books
of Senor Dumas; and yet I was fooled
by thy first love-word! But I never
loved thee. Never, neVer! It was only
n fancy—because thou wert from Mont
erey 1 ^ n glad thou, didst not get my
letter, for 1 hate thee! I hate thee!"
He whirled her into the dining room.
Up kissed her
me now
he
No cne else was then
full on tho mouth.
“Dost thou believe
asked.
She Strikes Him.
She raised her little haiu\
him on the faee,\ but the sti
hotter than her lips had been.
“M;iy the saints roll thee in perdi
tion!” she cried’ honrsi !> “May they,
thrust burning coals’’tn-to the eyes that
lied to me! May the devil bite off the
I struck
was not
lit
had been the night
had little to say a« the^wug
over the rough road, pai:t th<
fences, then down between th
ful tinted hills cf Los Quervc
Pcmptfsa sat forward on. the
!;^ feel ■ augling yist nbov
high sear*
the floor,
ie.i o: ... . ■! . . ; i ;tl
stomach, a sudden twirl of
punctuating ter remarks. She
loose black gown trimmed with
and a black rebosa about hf
Aunt Anastacia waa attired ii
manner, but clutched the side
wagon 'W'ftli one hand and an
can sunshade with the other.
“Poor Jacoba!” exclaimed Dm
posa.
rn h<
irt
fingers that made me shame myself.
I ■ hate thee! 1! .1! Who r rave fooled
so many men—to ‘have been rolled in
the dust uy,thee!”
He drew* back and regarded her sadly.
"1 see that it is no use to try to con
vince thee,” ho said; “and I have no
proof to show that.I never received
thy letters. But while the stars je*vol
.he heavens, Eulogia, ,1 shall love thee
ard believe that thou lovest me.”
He opened the door and she swept
past him into the eala. Abel Hudson
stepped forward, to offer his arm, and
fer the moment Fablo forgot Eulogia.
“John Power!” he cried.
Going on a Visit.
Hudson, with an oath, leaped back-
v/prd’; sprang upon the wnidow scat
and smashing the pane with his pow
erful hand, disappeared before the
startlf'l man-thought of “Stoppirg him. [words came from her with
“Catch him! datch him!” cried Ig- , outgoing and indrawing,
nestria. excitedly. It is John Power;! “1 must ;iSk her for the
Ife stood me up a year ago!" ** He j •!:« e cak the lord ones,
whipped his pistol from the saddle-bags [ 1 have lost it."
in ihe corner, and. opening the dpor, • n,, f
ran .lo W n .ho road, follow..! 1 th. : oll0ta Opt.
other men, shouting and firing theii
pistols into the air. But they were
too late. Power had ^sprung upon Jg-
'nestria’s horse and was far on his way.
The next day Eulogia went With her i
mother anj Auiit Anastacia to pay a I
visit of sympathy to Dona Jacobs at j
Los Quervos. Eulogia’s eyes were not I Wht
so bright nor her lips so red as they I SI
and she
m Jolted
cypress
; beaut5-
v jJtona
xheir feet. The sound of pistol shots
were echoing between the hills. Smoke
was arising from the willow forest that
covered the center of the valley.
The Indian whipped up his horse with
an excited grunt, the two old women
reeling and clutching wildly at each
other. At the same time they noticed
a crowd of horsemen galloping about a
hill which a sudden turn In the road
had opened to view.
“It is the vigilantes," said Eulogia,
calmly, fronF the front seat. “They
are after John Power and Bio Lenares
and their lieutenants. After that awful
murder in the mountains the other day
the men of San Luis and the ranches
swore they would hunt them out, and ^
.his morning they tracod^them to Los I
Quervos. 1 suppose they have made a |
barricade in the willows and the vigi- i
lantes are trying to fire them out."
•Thou little brat! Why didst thou
not tell us of this before and not let j
tui come here to be shot by firing bul- ,
lets?”
“I forgot.” said Eulogia Indifferently, j
They could see nothing, bui curiosity, I
in spite of their fear, held them to the
spot. Smoko and cries, shouts and
curses came from the willows; flock# of
agitated crows circled screaming i
through the smoke, and the men on the ;
hill, their polished horses and brilMant |
attire flashing in the sun. kept up a
(■careless galloping, halloing and waving
>f combreros. The beautiful green and
golden hills looked upon a far different i
scene from the cavalcades to which j
they were accustomed. Even Don
Roberta Duncan* a black silk handker
chief knotted about his head, was dash
ing on his gray horst* up and down the
valley between the hills and the willows, ,
regardless of chance bullets. And over/
all shone the same old sun, indifferent
s!'lighter and pleasure alike.
Bullets Fly Thickly.
“Sure, Anastacia, all those
must shoot some one.” !
“O-h-li y-e-e-s." Her sister was
grasping the sunshade in both bands,
her eyes darting from her head, al
though she never removed their gaze j
from the center volume of smoke.
“Ay, now we ran sleep in peace if
those murdering, bandits rtre to be kilt
ie. exclaimed Dona Pomposa. “I
have said a rosary every night for five
years that they might be laken. To
hjnk that we have been petting the
worst gf them, as if he were General
Castro or Juan Avardo! To think, my
Eulogia, that" that thirsty wildcat has
hart his arm about thy waist more times
than i' can count!”
“He danced very well- aha!”
Aunt Arustacia giggled like an iuiot.
Dona Potnpora gave a terrific shriek,
which Eulcghi cut in two with her hand.
A raan had crawled out of the bush
rear them. His Pace was black with
powder; one arm hung limp at his side.
Dor.a lYmposa half raised her arm
to signal the men on the hill, but her
daughter gave it such a pinch that she
, to.!* back on the sent, faint for a rao-
I merit.
bulletf
ler
cav. But she hi
duty, Ana-, acia!
so stern.”
“O-h-h-h, y-s-fi
nstacia was preen
he
Only that mr
When Ac
pied or c:
o
rf-H-H
l wonb
j logfa a mantilla wh,
! fi.he has a ch^st' full-
“Sure. Jacoba i
thi
“My poor friend! 1 Ay
that ?"
i A um
n her
thumbs
wore a
ruffles,
r head,
a like
To Bo Continued Monday.
| What*Is Sunshine? j
of the
Amen-
A little sold amidst tlie gray—
That’s sunshine;
a Pom-
A little Uriehtr.esa on the way—
vy this
'1", Riir.sHnc; 0
cf her
A little xpreading of the blue,
kes her
A Itttle v/idenirg of tlie view.
•
A little heaven breaking through
’.Hit An-
That’s sunshine.
•d these
bio need
\ it tile loolcng for the light
T hat’s sunshine.:
•1,, for
A little patience through the night -
That s sunshine;
V liiAe i owing the will.
A. little resting cn the hill.
\ little rt a ruling very Ftiil
That’s sunshine.
'• those
little smiling through the tears—
That’s sunshine;
'urrier ?
A little faith behind the fears —
That’s sunshine:
V U; .V folding of the hand.
bean.
A little y'tiding of demand. #
A l.'itle giaee to understand -
ibLetl to
That’s sunshine.
I CERTAINLY DO.
DEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
i am in love- with a girl sev
eral years my junior. I sent her
a diamond locket and it was re
turned by her father. I do not
blame her. She Is not through
school and says she can’t accept
presents. I have bought her a
diamond ring and want to know
if I should sent it to her. « I al
ways *send her candy and she
never thanks me for it. I believe,
from tiie w-ly she smiles at him,
that she loves another man.
Would you advise me to let her
alone? ' TROUBLED.
She is only a schoolgirl, and should
not be bothered by attentions from
you or from any man. Her father’s
return of the locket should have been
all the hint you needed to prove your
attentions are unwelcome.
YOU DID RIGHT.
DAKAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I have been keeping com
pany with a young lady for the
past four months. About seven
girls in the neighborhood have
formed a dub, to which this
young lady belongs. I know two
of the girls of that club to be not
altogether reputable character* 1 . 1
told this girl of these two, and
advised her to give up this club
until these two mentioned girls
either quit, or were told to do so.
She immediately told me to mind
my own business, so I have not
spoken of it since.
Did 1 do right in this case?
FAITHFUL.
You were right to warn her, and if
you are sure of your premises and she
continues to disregard your warning,
tell her brother or mother what you
have learned.
SHE HAS CONFESSED TOO MUCH.
I A EAR MISS FAIRFAX:
How can a young man 18
years of age who has been going
With a girl of the same age for
about seven months tell if she
loves him without asking her?
She has already confessed to him
that she cares for him.
A SERIOUS PERSON.
There are a hundred wayp. In the
first place, she has. given him every
reason for knowing it by going with
him seven months.
The confession that she cares for
him is proof enough for the most
timid mar».^ I am sorry she made it,
■Since it seems to have carried no con
viction with it.
• DON’T TRY.
TALAR MISS FAIRFAX:
1 I am in and deeply in love
with a man five years my senior.
When he is with me he is very at
tentive, hut he ."ometimes breaks
a bate with me on account of his
business. He seems to care for
his business more than he does
for me. How can I make him love
m<‘ more, and not break dates
with me on account of business
engagement?? MAUDE.
His devotion to hi? business will hs
appreciated more by you when you
are older, and know what a trail of
trouble attends life with a man who
neglects every business opportunity.
For this reason, be glad, and don’t
try to make him negligent.
SHE IS UNREASONABLE.
TA E A R MI S S F AIR FAX:
1 am It) and am deeply ip low*
with a young lady one year
younger. When I call at her home
I am detained until a very late
hour, which interferes with my
sleep, and the consequence is that
1 am frequently late in arriving at
tile office. I spoke to her of this,
but she said that if I loved l»er as
much as I say l do I would not
mind staying late. Would you
advise me to give her up on this
account? VICTOR C.
She is so unreasonable that if you
lost your position because of your late 1
hours she would show you no sym
pathy, nor in any way consider her
self in fault. Tell her you can stay
only so late; and stick to that res
olution. i am sure she will agree
rather than give you up. I
WAIT A WHILE-
IAEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
I am a young man and have
kept company much with a young
lady for the last five years. Re
cently, when calling at her house,
she acted very indifferent. I would
like to have my letters and pic
tures returned. Would it be
proper for me to request her to
return them upon returning all I
have received from her?
A READER.
You have been close friends for five
years and would end it all because
she seemed indifferent?
Your readiness to accept dismissal
Is suspicious. Do you want your
friendship to terminate? Perhaps she
was cool because you have been con
tent with monopolizing her for five
years and have said nothing gbout an
engagement. Think it over.
AS A BOARDER.
D ear miss Fairfax!
1 have been corresponding
with a girl for over two’ years,
but have never seen h<*l*j except
from a picture. I am going to her
home town next month ima she
has asked me to come to her
house land stay w’liile thOTe. I
will be on business and wilt be
there about two weeks. Would it
be right for me to stop at her
house? From what I understand
it is a hoarding house.
ANXIOUS.
If you stay at her home it must be
as a boarder, and on no other terms.
It would be in better taste for you to
go to some other hotel.
YOU MUST OVERCOME IT.
TAKAR MISS FAIRFAX:
• 1 am a young girl of 16 and
deeply in love with a young man
of 20. How can I hide my esteem
from him and how may I know
that my regard is returned?
ANXIOUS.
You are only 16, and too young to
know what love it. Put all thoughts
of this man out of mind. It will
mean your greater happiness when
you are a few years older.
CERTAINLY NOT.
j TAEAR MISS FAIRFAX:
J am 19 and in the wholesale
business, and I have been going
with a girl 16 years of age for
almost a year. I asked her to
marry me the other night and she
said her uncle would refuse. She
said she loved me. If I oan get
her to consent, would you steal
her or not? DON’T KNOW.
She is only 16—too young for any
man to steal.
Your love is not worth much if if
can’t wait three or four years.
IT SEEMS HOPELESS.
D ear miss Fairfax:
I am nineteen, and dearly in
love with a girl tho same age, but
she doesn’t seem to love me. Her
mother and father don’t like me.
What can I do to gain her love, as
1 love no one else? *
DEVOTED.
With the girl and her mother i
father ail opposed to you, I see nothS
ing for you to do but to take your
heart elsewhere.
Up-to-the-Minute Jokes
IN OLD SICILY
TO-DAY’S COMPLETE SHORT STORY
} 'T F difficult to realize wh it Sicily
was wliiie it was under the rule
of the kings, of Naples. So many
old chivalrous customs, so much Old
World politeness had remained in this
island pf beautiful mountains that its
ways were almost Arabian.
You know how excessive is the po
liteness of the Orientals, and polite
ness of the same kfrid camp naturally
to the old-time Sicilians who were not
much affected by the progress of the
World outside.
A brainless old fellow sitting on his
farm was treated with a considera
tion As if he had been a feudal baron
doctor will confirm this
-i? FAUST SPAGHETTI is extremely rich in ^
&# stolen, the muscle, hone and flesh builder.
W FAUST SPAGHETTI will reduce your meat bill WftS.Y **’*k&0^
ff two-thirds. Write for free recipe book ana find out
f _ asS- the eredt vatieiv of-nnueti/ir.j.'.
savory dishes that can he made \
with this nutritious, cheap
L food.
k **\ ^ f* A. off
grocers * —
| 1X i 5c a%d lOe
'*• *- pachagrt
-""K^ 'Kiib
' 23 . Li,
i
' *
£
and was honored and feared by the
uncouth and wild peasants,.who sur
rounded him.
At Palermo th ■ most unimportant
little nobl< man k',.t m his ram
shackle palace two or three beggars
whbrn he called his valets and proud
ly entered his tumbledown old-fash
ioned tumbril, which was styled “His
Grace's carriage,” while he looked
around to all sides to discover if per
ch nncie some rascal should neglect to
salute iiim proper!y.
Who Would Hava Smiled?
Greatly amusing it was, too, to see
“il signore eonjje" go to mass on Sun
day accompanied by his noble con
sort, dressed in a faded, but once glo
rious, gown and with ur) enormous
bouquet in the hand. But who would
hav4 dared smile? And when the
j proud personage exclaimed: “Oh, sig-
J nor, what a beautiful cane; what an
i exquisite old watch you have,” who
j would have been impolite not to an-
! swer as custom demanded: “Why,
signor, .it is a pleasure to me to offer
j it to you.” But to accept the cane
or the watch would have been grossly
I improper, nay almost an insult.
Thus were customs in Sicily No
I matte r what you might ejcprer.s your
! admiratiqn of the iv-ult would be
I these words: “1 should be delighted
' if you would deign consider it your
1 own.” But it was always understood
I that no such offer mu.-t ever be ac-
, pied. It vias a mere •form of -po-
ed in the year
manager was insolently young, pretty
—nay, almost beautiful*—and that she
wore crinolines which creaied a
shandal at. Palermo, as well as s c l-
low. exceedingly Parisian chignon,
her an object of hatred
ladies of Palermo. But
/Arotti was full of praise
which made
to the noble
Chevalier Oa 1
'of her.
“She is an
keeper,” he
mix
feel
xceedingly able booK-
iid. “I always gol
i up in my accounts, bui now 1
certain that .the peasants on my
estat
w ill no longer b^ able to cheat
And he added, with some emotion:
“Her name is Zelie. Sh< was cash
ier in a great store in Paris, quite
close.to the hotel where 1 stopped. J
found U very difficult to make tfye
irthntiger part with such a smart and
loyal employee. She speaks -Italian,
and is a perfect;lady in every way.”
But the Sicilians, who felt deeply
insulted, gravely shook their heads.
There was not the slightest doubt
that the chevalier, whp was it bache
lor, was in danger of falling in Jovej
with a mere adventuress, and they j
felt grieved that sooner or later the J
descendant of Hie noble Givarbttisi
would lower himself by marrying hi?
servant. •
Chevalier Emilio Gavarotti’s closest-
friend was his neighbor. Count 'Cesarei
Umberto, who, like himself, was an
old bachelor; but a proud and find i
looking specimen of manhood in suite'
of hi.v gray hair. He wa*. in fact.',
his friend in hie house ne w Monreale.
When lie departed after saluting the
l>r, ;ty hnuyok*-' pt r in her offi he ex
claimed:
“What an invaluable secretary you
have, my dear friend. This young
Mndcmoteellp %elie is really stunning,
and how oinrereK devoted he seems
to h<a wo,*#. St.- i< -fruited worth
more than her weight in gold. You
have found a pea ! am -/a; housekeep
ers.”
Tin- Chevalier laughed. (
“Why ,my dear Ccsare, she is \ ..urs
if you want her.” lie* said, jokingly.
The Count did not hesitate a single
moment. He went into the office
where. Zelie wan sitting and said:
Will You CorEo?
‘‘Mademoiselle, the Chevalier ‘’has
permitted m« to take you into my
service immediately. I am willing to
pay twice your present Hilary. Will
you come?”
The young h dy. astonished and
furious at being thus disposed of
without .'being ronsdlted, turned to
the Chevalier.
“Is this true. Signor?”
Emilio GavaitotiJ w as ijidignarit, but
his face betrayed no feeling.
“Yes, it is quite true, my child. You
mav leave whenever you want to,” he
said.
Sicilian politeness left hjm nothing
(d e to do, but he swore that he would I
get even.
A few days later h° rang the bell of I
• Chevai
mtrary.
situation at all. But the
did not sin lie. On tho c
bit hi«: teeth together and
‘ Well. Count! Wha: do you sa;, ?’
“What should J sav?” asked Ce«*are.
■\\ fiat should you niy? Whi*. com
mon Sicilian politeness requires you
to offer her to me when i praise, he ■
• I did just now. Every gentleman
vvould !:now what to do in your posi
tion; it is only the rubble who ignore,
good tone.”
Tim two men stood facing each
other, livid with rage.
“Chevalier.” hissed Count Cesare, at
hiM. “your servant belongs to you.
Ink*- her hack. But you have insult
'd me. and [ am going to kill you to
morrow morning"
Be ing a splendid shot. he. did as he
had said. The next morning a duel
took place and Chevalier Oavarotti
fell dead with a bullet in his heart.
MIU . Zelie ended her days as Coun
ters Zolie Umberto, but she soon be
en mr* so arrogant that it was too
much even for her husband, and more
than once hy was tempted to/chasp
her out of bis hoime. Many times he
reproach' d himself; for having failed
to follow the dictates of common po
liteness:
"If I had let the.poor Chevalier keep
that hoyemn.” he often sighed, "she
would now have been Signora Emilio
Gavarntti, and my life would have
been far happier and my conscience
easicK."
Now, it ha: .
that tho Chevalier Emilio Oavarotti. J j
returning from Paris, brought bade ;i j (
!;■ <• ( ?o !• •• . .i • i‘ ii s < states ,«
i fields and M
retire. ' r
1 that tills'
considered a most irresistible Don
Juan, and. the frivolous coquettish
Zelie was not Mow in discovering his
fine looks and manners. Count f'esare
sHoffipd at .the thought tha this chftrm-*
Vj
risienne, who- reo
with h?r account be
Count Ues
o bo oc-*
v. outyJ i
tijgnoyh j
smile on bis lips.
"My (liar Count." h«* mid. as soon
as he was msido the dopr. “wh»i an
hi com par able you have. He?
Intelligence equals her loyalty, she ‘t i
tviciently ;» most s- ruoulou-' and hnri j
•ork v. ■: re t - i r« ■ q . t -
taries.”
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