The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1856-11-27

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her artist-lover. The sculptorwas of ex-
cellent family said all FLORENCE, veal
thy and with yearly increasing Golfers,
elegant in manners and appearance
miss Louiee cannot resist" concluded
the ambitious father n -. 80.
Nevertheless. very different were Miss
Louiee'sl refectiens when Rinaldo ven
tured to speak of the love which she had
inspired. She was in wretched fdget
of indecision. dol love him or do /
not?" was the. yexed question of her
doubling heart. Sometimes, she admit
ted, she felt very much like devoting her
life to him: but it was generally at those
moments when he was repeating to her
the inspiration Of bis Fairy Queen, -
Was it not Joe Irwin she was thinking of
in fact, and not the Grand Signor .Rinal
do?
Pardon me, Rinaldo." said the fair
girl. MY hesitation may be an enigma
to you; but / cannot decide until I have
returned TO the quiet~f home and recov-
cred from all this transatlantic dissipa-
tion. I, viii understand myself better
then. If week or two OF New York
life does not drive me effectually from
your mind, you may come up to Roselyn,
and I will tell you there the reason Of my
seeming Inconsistency ~
,'It will all be right, signor,'' said Mr..
Welton privately. Never fear; faint
heart you know, and so forth"
Rinaldo smiled his gratitude fer Mr..
Welton's encouragement but said not a
word. I'M
The reception of the Italian sculptor
was all that the most ambitious could de-
sire; but his heart was not in the gay fes-
tivities. Very often sad smile stole
over his features, as though a spirit voice
were whispering to him of other days
He soon tore himself away from the enti-
cling fatterss who thronged his path,
from the patronizing millionaires who
poured their orders upon him, from the
bewitching bellies who greeted him in the
drawing rooms of the Fifth Avenue, and
took the boat for Roselyn. 'zo~4 q
In the meantime, Louiee Welton had
been gladly welcomed home, and from no
one was the kind reception more grateful
| than from widow Irwin VINO still lived in
Fthe cottage near the slide Joe had not
returned; still the lamp of faith in her
sons virtpe and affection burned brightly
/ in the mothers heart, and served to re-
kindle to purer blaze the hope fires in
the heart of Louiee Welton. They were
talk ing together, the old woman and TIE
young girl, when stranger passed the
cottage door. He smiled pleasantly up.
on this charming scene, and walked or
to the village hotel. as.ssl af Aaa..a i
> An hour later, and he rang at the door
CT the elegant residence across, the creek
and was kindly greeted by its owner
Mr.. Welton. That gentleman soon dis
covered himself to be in quite pet, al
owing to the ridiculous obstinacy of hi:
dear, vexatious daughter. Signor Rinal
dos lip turned white with offended pride
as he received the message from Mis-
Welton, begging him to excuse her ap
pearanee that evening; but he smiled
again when the servant handed him 4
card upon which was written, .....-.
'.To morrow morning. I trust M
wretched headache will have disappeared
Meet me then an hour after sunrise, a
Little Joe's Studio in the Slide. Any
one Of the village boys can play the cice
rome.
At the appointed time, Rinaldo sough
| the rendezvous, 1t was in admirabl
preservation, being carefully. repaire'
from time to time by the village lads, wh
still, half in derision, called it Little Joe
Studio. 5a;5s5l4kg- -~ass0
is Louiee Welton was awaiting him
After the first cordial welcome, he sal
frankly. ehdaaa 1sk.Eal .fnzsae1i
Island now, my dear Miss Welton,
request for the last time your answer t
my already twice repeated question, Ca
you link your fate to mine?"
She replied as frankly, ''Here an
,, here only can l give an answer. | hay
loved an ideal always; and yet it is NJ
an ideal, for it had beginning in real
ty, Rinaldo, if you possess any generou
) affection for me, or pity for an aged motl
er, tell me if you know aught Of II
young artist who fashioned the bu
9 from which you drew your idea of Il
) Fairy Queen?" a~4 IN.
Q ai Rinaldo had seated himself upon IL
Il bench at which Joe was won't to work.
$ He drew from his pocket a well Wol
: iacknife, and motioned his companion
), seat herself in the wicker chair opposit
d With his eye still fixed upon, her, he toe
y up piece Of clay and began to work:
It "Louiee! Louiee! have we never s
r, thus before?' he cried with passion
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