The Plymouth pilot. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1851-1852, 1852-01-07

his implements, his rude smelling fur
mace. and his temporary and laborious
means by which he did the work; the char.
acfer OF the metal was new and wonder
full TO them. Fazino claimed it was a
grand discovery of his own, aud so i,
was.
The story and sublimity of these bells
! rssched the ears Of powerful monastery
conclave Of monks and their noolesss pat
rons. ia the mountains of Veto Vcchita
and at once a depu,ation awaited upon
the artizan 10 hear his chime and leaIn
his terms.
"Three thousand piastres! Holy Wiz
gin! art mad?'
20 no. holy father" responded the
humble ar;izan; "my bells will weigh
down fifty thousand of tiny good piastres
and their tone is quite as rich as the pi-
astres, holy father"
But thou dost not claim in them metal
pureas silver?"
81 do not; but let my good master OF
Mazza torti's foundry nam. to thee their
price. il this will satisfy"
/ BE il SO; let Signor Girvella be call
ed" s1iu the holy deputatien, and the
master founder came. He rendered unto
| his late workm1u the reverence due ex-
alted genius and worth. and in presence
Of the churchly deputation. pronounced
the chime of FaziuO peerless, wonderful.
and thrown away at three thousand piss-
tres each. Though astonished at the
sum. they were more SO at the rich tone
Of the bells. and SD the holy men paid
! down the three times three thousand pi-
astres, aul ,hc bells were theirs. Fazino
'FRONT.' was now a rich man; his old and
good master gave up his trade to the
famed young workmin, resting upon the
fruits of long and successful toll. TO ad.
mire the genius and the energy of his pro-
tOtype.
In course Of few days, arrangements
were completed to remove the chime 10
its distant home in the mountains. The
progress of transportation was slow and
tedious. anI after many wearisome relays
Of animals and inen. accidents and delays
the bells reached the deep, dark valley of
Veto Vechita. Upon the top of the
hCAb SOM- wv U leagues Ill TIE
distance. stood the monastery, whose old
-old bells, harsh now and out of Joint,
were ringing in their more noble and ex-
pensive successors But night threw its
dark m intle over the deep AMI lonely
valley, aul the caravan rested until The
m)rrow, when their last toilsome march
should com plete the transportation, and
the silvery chime should be baptized in
the soft fresh air Of the ancient monaste.
~ on THE ,opmost peak of Veto Vachita.
The muletteers had unharnessed their
weary animals. gave them provender, as
we'll as filled their own hungry paunches;
and now upon the ground they deposited
their bodies for the night. leaving small
guard of the escort on duty during the
lonely vigils betwixt them and morning
But To-, as if by some mag gical and super
natural contrivance, each bush became q
brigamd! Each twig and limb a carbins
or stiletto!
"Holy St. Francis! the brigands" cried
the guard.
"Not word" hoarsely answered the
fierce leader OF The mountain bravos. "not
a word of alarm, or your bones will! be
left in the vaults Of Father Pietro, on the
top of Veto Vechita!" And passing a.
round among the sleepers and the rest of
the dismayed guard, the brigand chief
pertly piled his knotted scarf over their
nearly paralyzed limbs. urging them to
move quickly with the work he had in
view.
Soon the famed chime, under the more
expert escort Of the mountain rangers,
was flying rapidly, the poor muletteers
and disarmcd soldiers knew not whittier.
Blu. as dawn returned. and many miles
now stretched out between the valley
and the captors, the brigand chief enter
tanned his unwilling friends handsomely.
then directing their armes to be returned
-saws means OF being quickly used again
he sent them back with proper guide,
with his compliments to the holy fathers
and the famed founder of these rare bells.
Great was the Outery, search and ex'
pedition following this brigand robbery;
and for weeks and months the hills and
mountains were secured by armed forces
intent upon the capture and torture Of the
sacrilegious robbers. But nothing more
transpired TO detect the wherea bouts of
the brigands or the bells. Some hi ITS
were thrown out that Fazino 'FRONT.' was
not altogether ignorant of the fate of his
chime, but the founder put pail upon
these base suspicious by contributing
freely to the support of the troops and
others who sought the robbers. and even
offered to refund the price given him by
the monks for his chime. il when found.
they declined receiving them again. But
the people talked. and they were suspi-
grew weary and disheartened; and he
wished it had never been his fortune to