Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1859-03-02
LIES VICISSITUDFS.

1t was the house in which the first painter
of the Flemish school, the immortal Ru-
bens, was born, A. D., 1877. Sixty years
later than this date, the ground floor was
occupied by two old peoPle-a shoemaker
aid his vile. The upper story, which
was usually let TO dodgers; was empty at
the time we write Of Two, however,
occupied the garret. The evening was
cold and wei, and the shoemaker and his
wife were sitting together in the room be-
low.
"You had better go up stairs again,
said the man 10 his wife, ''and see how
the poor lady is. The old gentleman
went ou, early, and has not been in since.
Has she not taken anything7"
at is only half an hour since ! was
up stairs, and he had not come in. l
took her some broth up at noon, but she
hardly touched it, and was up again at
three; she was asleep then; and at FIVE
she said she would not want anything
MORE"
"Poor lady. This time Of year, and
neither fire nor warm clothes, and not
even a decent bed TO lie on, and yet | am
sure she is somebody or other. Have
you noticed the respect with which the
old gentleman treats her2"
'.If she wants for anything it is her
own fault. That ring she wears on her
finger would get her the best of every
Thing"
Then came knock at the door, and
the woman admitted the old man they had
Just spoken of, whose grizzled beard fell
down upon his tarnished velvet coat -
: The hostess sadly wanted 10 have lit
tie gossip with him, bu. he passed by,
and bidding them a short "good night,
, groPed his way up the steep and crooked
staircase. Ga entering the chamber
above, feeble voice inquired the cause
of his long absence.
81 could not help it," he said. had
been copying manuscript, and as was
on my way here, servant met me, who
: was 10 fetch me TO raise the horoscope o.
} two ladies who were passing through
They were ladies whom | have knowr
} before. | thought 1 could get little
money to pay for some simPles, whict
8 will be Of service 10 you"
81 am cold"
alt is fever Geld. | will mike YOU
something which you must take di
rectly."
Tke flame cf a small tin lamp sufiicec
f to heat some water, and the patient hav'
ing taken what the old man had provided
: WIS diligently covered up by HIM with
all the clothes and articles of dress he
could find. He stood by her motionless.
, till he perceived that she was fast ASLEEP
and, indeed, long after; he then retired
into small closet, and sought rePose on
, the hard floor.
The next morning the lady wasso much
better that her attendant proposed she
should endeavor TO leave the house for a
moment or two, and hesucceeded d in getting
+ her forth as far as the Place St. Cecilia
II was seldom that she left the house; for
notwithstanding the meaness OF her dress
there was that about ber carriage which
rendered it difficult TO avsid unpleasant
observation.
"Do you see tina, person yonderF she
said, suddenly. "If | am not much mis-
! taken, it is, certainly the Duke of Guise." !"
The strangers attention had been al
iractedi, and he now approached them.
"ParJleu!' said he. "Why that is
Mascali. What are you married."
"He does not know me-" sighed the
lady. al must indeed be altered"
Mascal had, however, whispered a
single word in The Dukes ear, and be
, started az if struck by thunderbolt, but
Instantly recovered and bowed nearly't 10
the ground.
81 beg your pardon" he said, 'but
my eyes are grown so weak, and could
so little expect TO have the honor Of meet
ing YOU"
"For the love Of God," interrupted the
lady, hastily, "name me not here. A
title would too strangely contrast with my
present circumstances. Have you been
long in Colognel" y
"Three days. am on my way from
Italy. took refuge there when our
common enemy drove me forth, and con-
fiscated all my earthly goods. am 60
ing TO Brussels"
'And what are your advices from
Francel Is the helm still in the hands Of
that wretched caiiifi7'
ale is in the zenith of his power"
"See, nv Lord Duke, your fortunes
and my own are much alike. You, the
son of man Who, had he not to much
despised danger, might well have set the
crown on his head, and |, once the queen
of the mightiest nation in the universe,
and now both Of US alike. But adicu," I"
she said suddenly, and drawing herself
Iup, "the sigh, Of you, my lord Duke, has