The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1868-11-26
TIE TWIN SISTERS or MALrA.

twilight red Of evening, which 10 Malta
lasts longer shan anywhere else, Their
thoughts found ven, in different ways,
PePPs sometimes sighed, and her eyes
were full Of tears, while iIagallon's firm
fiery glauces were Gxed on the seaside,
and proud. gay smile played roand her
lips Atleuglh she broke the silence,
seized Peppn's hand, and said;
You are sad, Poppo. and know
why: You have been cross to poor Mat,
tee, and now you are suffering from sell
rspro,Ch.
But Pepps shook her head Ra1 gently
drew hack her hand as she replied
i might think !he same Of you, at-
though you ore so gey, You act with
undeS,r'od severity towards good Col
chontris. lie complains of it to me
sometimes, for ho seeks comfort from
ne.
He complains to you! Well. Matteo
expresses himself disconnected with you
to me, and his love won't last much
longer
The saints gs.ali, may aoll' sighed
the dsmsel.
I wish 1 could only hop, the same Of
CoIcAOutrisl' added Msgajlon,
'But why DO you say SO? Why do
you hate Colchou ris? he does no; de-
serve it,
lie is Greek, and holes the French,
whom | love- aided she, baughdly and
openly. But why have you become
eiiena'cl from Ma,;ao!'
'Ho hates the Emperor oflhs French,
answered she, less frankly aud more i'm.
idly. Bat, MagaIloa, do you love all
the French, or
The end oil The question disd upon her
lips. Then Mrga'lon said in a deernin
ed manner and with perfect confidence:
We'll, since you ask me tho question,
| will tell you what you must learn oOe
Of llcse days. Youremember The French
oun,-he vas called, 81. EImt-shcm
He mol.evey evening on The Promsn.
sAe.'
il rsmenberl' styled 9sppa. as :ho
l'nguidIy tAisei hei black eyes,
Well. k1a / Lowell
Poor, peer sislerr Alasl he asked
ne il could give bin my Iovo--oni !
tcsl On'y,ioo well that really iayo him
The base wretch And he said the
seme to nc, the evening before wo 'ci'
the house oIqoarrar,incp
On the sans oveoog he put that
question 10 mc, and we told each other
A1icur
Bat, tell ne, wha, did you answer
him? could 90! onswcr one word for
my father came and took my arm
4 was silent, because l did not know
what should answer. Now | should
know veil, for now l am convinced ha,
| love him. and I have determined to tell
my ta,hor.o if he only
II What, Pcppa, you havo tot like
me- cried MOgalIon, with passionate
emotion in her look and manners.
'Wbol? Like yon? What haze you
4oao, siS,o'2' ask d Pepra an1iously
aud trembling.
He sishid my sash as a remembrance,
but ! laughed, and said. You would no
looger be able to Distinguish me from
my sister if goyo it to you'll However
when got here, 0od Ifelt how dear ne
was to me, began to rflec' how | could
satisfy lie wish, l had heard lhat ln7
father was going to forward him some
Sciisn vine, which is not to be hal 10
the L,naret,oi | therefore took advantage
of tie opportunity to send him a sash,
which was oxoctly like mjnc, snl wrote
him along with it,
Wear it as a loksa ofn? Lowell
And dii l not do the same, unhappy
one? exclaimed Peppa. He begged
me for the rose which | wore; refused
to give it to him, bat when | afterwards
discovered that | could not live without
him, and heard that Matteo was sending
him some things which the count wished
from the town, laid it in the parcel,
and a little note 10 it, in which | wrote