Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1857-06-04

clothes, and that is all SIR"
at was very good iu you Bridget, to
to take the little orphan: you will be reward
ed you may depend
Bridget raised her eyebrows and drop
ped courtesy, while little Casta Diva, as
Mr.. Parton then, and ever since has called
her, hid her face in the bed and sobbed
to hear her own story related. The kind
gentleman looked at her tenderly, and then
continued:
i have plan for this poor child, which
will relieve you of your charge. and repay
you for your goodnes of heart. Good
night, little one; I'll come tomorrow. Dry
your tears, for l will yet make you happy.
Here. Bridget, is some money for you, and
be sure you do not send her out to sing
again. have something better for her to
do
Bridget dropped another courtesy; and
her mouth opened wide, for she was all
mystifed and bewildered.
An hour later and Mr. Patron is again
seated in an easv chair before his bright
coal fire, with his dressing gown once
more folded around him. The only differ
ence is that he smiles instead of sighing as
he did before.
'Ah, yes, he says. L see my way clear
| can now, without hesitation, call upon
Madame Victor in her own room, 10 inter
est her about my little Casta Diva. will
tell her the story and engage her TO cultivate
the voice of my little protege. will see
her tomorrow morning. and perhaps she
will accompany me to Bridget's lodging
Not very romantic walk to invite the la
dy of my heart to share. but then the cir.
cumstances are peculiar.
"Now think Of it, must engage ol
my land-lady the little bed room next to
mine. ] am determined to adopt the sing
ing cherub for my own. | will change
her name to Cssta Diva Parton. If sweel
Madame Victor only sees in her what do,
We shall be an amazing happy family.
declare | * .l ike husband and father al
} ready. / shall find enough to do with my
: money after ALL
And 50 he goes 10 bed and dreams o
lis future joys. till he fairly laughs aloud
In his sleep.
Now il is morning, and if you will put
your head out of your door, you can SEE
him walking eloDg the Hall. He stops al
No. 8.-knecks gently; but the rich-toned
piano. touched by a thrilling hand, does
not sllow 50 love-like a tap to be heard
This time he knocks louder. the music
!. stops. and the door is opened by beauti
} full woman, who smiling invites him to en-
ter. Well. l don't wonder he fell in love
with herl They closed the door. Let's
you and go and peep in at the key-holt
t and hear what they have to say. I'll new
er tell-will you? Hark Well, after all
l can't tell wnat they said now, because
promised 1 wouldn't; but Mr. Parton ha.
b staid in there great while, and he doe
e not ask her to sing or play all the time.
Now the door opens again and the,
J, come out together; he in his overcoat an,
n hat; aud she in her cloak and velvet bon
n net.
7. He looks very much excited. and sh
II looks pale and trembles SO she can hardl
y speak. She takes his preferred arm. an
: goes down stairs and out Of the stree
: door. l do think they are going to Bird
u gets.
And so they are.
e Good Mr.. Parton walks slowly with th
is sweet lady. for she has every reason t
/ tremble, she believes she is Lauretta's mann
/. ma; for she has been telling her friend no,
g her husband was killed in dreadful mo
one day. because he was politician. an
o when they had burned his house they too
k and threw her into prison, where she re
n mained whole year. and only made he
q escape when during the terrible troubl
in Italy, the prison doors were unbarred t
il all.
8 She sought frantically for her child, bu
n in vain; and believing that Lauretta an
her nurse were crushed in the mob tina
/ killed her husband. she came to Americ
d to try to earn a livelihood among the hos
/ Pilabie strangers by her fine musical ed
lr ucation and uncommon voice.
e Madame Victor believes that Lauretta !
d her child, because ther stories are so strong
:, ly alike. Five years have passed sine
e she left Italy; but she knows that her eve
e will not deceive her. Her baby's fea
e lures are indelibly engraved upon he
d heart.
d Her kind friend supports her up fiv
'r flights of stairs. and she stops to tax
o breath, and to nerve herself for either in
? tense happiness or disappointment.