The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1861-10-23


her feet, exclaimed:
'Yiola Hartly"
4 am Viola Harty," said the lady, in tone Of soft
ened wonder at being addressed by name by stranger
Il happy to have been Of service to YOU my dear
friend You too weak to 90 home-remain here
till morning"
Is this your house?" asked Rosetta, in trembling
voice
'No-but the house of dear friend, Miss Allison,
who will rejoice as do to be of service you replied
Viola
Of service to ne exclaimed the naughty and morti-
fed Rosetta. "Vioa Hartly never be of any ser
vice to Rosetta Amar. l would rather have died upon
the street than have had this modification. Come,
Annette let US 60 home, shall go mad With shame
"My dear child, began Annette, as Viola drew back
from Rosetta flashing eyes and contemptuous gesture
"i say come, before l die Of shame To be found in
the street at night is bad enough-but to be found by
Viola Hartly. Comet" said Rosetta, dragging Annette
away, and flashing back Fiolas astouishnent with
glances of jealous hate.
II know not, young lady, why you address such
words and looks to me- said Viola, growing cold and
stately an nsuted queen; "but hope there Is some
great mistake
"There is no mistake in my feelings towards you,
Viola Harty. For all your wealth and station think
myself not at all happy in having made your acquan
tance"
You have not made my acquaintance, retorted the
insuIted Viola, with calm dignity as Rosetta left the
80 : ~, l.,.eete, "uo oesal - eA
'"' ''e VN" ~ 'lIe li5H1 "l1'eiGulea Nould De
volcano or an earthquake-perhaps delugel
Her tongue would have ratified all the way home if
Rosetta had opened her lips, but Rosetta said not
= oLu' 'nu "ou1s' annette was one ol tuose ah1oIe
oiiie "io De'oie lu'ef 'Iah lIce-"lieh no one re-
PiTs u 'ien'
opon reaching her la.hefs h0use' hosetta dismissed
Annette to bed and retiring to her ROOM locked herself
in But not to sleep, for she had not warned Victor
St. John OF the impending danger, and her resolution
as ooS'qele3 rose % oppose her
inflow.
"a rrarau 7 bovo ,,isoo,.ano3 J.,
snoonsn
CHATTER 'i-IHh PORTRAITS.
AS '"e uoor GEH5ea "LGF tne PFeclPdate departure
o Ann lle ana hoSSta5 be9ollIo sRfang from the ne
e'oh@ne fe5eS ana hurried 70 ihe PROSTATE ana sense
ss7 'lo' "Ho ,"I 's 7 Hau i""eN' APPARENT! IN Tue
liSH, eHnplace oi Gea'h.
hi" c'I'u DGlluitto FalsIl8 MS S!'aSty Ileau,aho
staring upon the hai-opehea eyes. Mario. speak.
" nat means tAlS:
But Mano remained IN the death-ke stHpor, until
Bendltto, alarmed by the obstnacy Of his t and know
ing the great age of the sufferer sprang into tue hall
and struck gong suspended against the wall
Even while its barc OF dissonauce echoed throughout
the house, powerful man evidently Of oriental exrac
lion, with strangely marked features, hurried into the
chamber of oracles where he found Bendito support
ing Maros head upon his BOSOM and pressing kisses OF
anmistakable affection upon the paid brow and with
cred cheek.
Bendito made few rapid gestures, and the servant,
for such was his station lifted Mario in his stout arms
md borne him to the portrait chamber There hepaced
The old man upon luxurious diyan, and hastened away
He returned Immediately with small chest Of medi-
cines which he presented to BendItto.
Benditto selected dimmutiee vial containing an
amber eoored liquid, from which he let fall few drops
upon Mario's lips.
The effect was almost instantaneous Mario heRVed
deep-drawn Sigh, and said
"Enough Ny body and not nv mind has been par
,Iysed Beuditto It was terrible shock Bendtto and
Nv heart became as ice as gazed upon her.
'"Aud wherefore. Marioy WHY should the face Of
Rosetta. the wine-selIer's daughter 50 appaH you2"
Because it was as the sudden seeing OF Que living
ybom we have thought dead many wears ago and be-
ieyrd bnried in the earth renliei Mario wrepip his
}ands which still trembed across his eyes. YES. it
was her living image"
OF whom do you speak?" asked Benditto, in tone Of
profound resDect which did not conceal his wonder
Let me whisper j, to yos-but "o--wo ~ have no
isener for Iadal has retired She is the living image
2f that portrait at the same age"
Mario pointed to the portrait Of the italian girl which
still unveiled. endtto started quickly but
ring, said:
Il cannot think but your imagination has led you
,stray. Surely would have noticed t for have often
yazed admirngIy upon the beauty Of the wine-seiIers
laughter. / can trace no resemblance
1t is very natural, Benditto. l the father Of
lie Italian girl and saw much more OF her and every
expression Of the face than YOU could have DONE
That is very true" replied Beuditto, moodilv. But
shy are you still so powerfully excited by mere
Because l believe" said Mario rising and placing
lis hand upon the portrait of the child that Rosetta
the original of this portrait, grown almost to woman
lood!"s
Benditto staggered as if he had suddenly received
lpavy blow uDOn his heaIt