The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1873-03-21
FAIR FRAllTY.
BY PAUL PLUME.

eaSo WIN SOhV ltoa
Peters toward the Castle of ST. An
gelo, from whose dark walls hundreds
of rockets and beautifully colored
lights necessarily rose toward the
heavens, aud broke into crimson,
orange, purple and golden showers.
Twenty minutes walk brought us
to the ten angels who stand guard at
the entrance TO the castle. Under the
very shadow of their wings small
booths were erected for the sale of
fruit, and one might buy golden or
anges from pretty Italian girls who
smiled tenderly on you as they raked
the silver into their wooden boxes.
Directly in front OF the spot where
we halted stood Gilbert Kenneth, a
young Englisman, who with his wife
on his arm, was watching the fire.
works. Kenneth was well known in
Rome as what we now would term q
| fast man.
Suddenly person brushed roughly
past us, and then | heard Mrs. Ken
meth exclaim:
colbert, my watch is gone, that
man / am sure has it; see, sahere he
goes"
The next moment Kenneth sprang
through the crowd, with his eyes on
the retreating figure.
Only those who stood near enough
and understood English, followed; for
kenneth's movements were scarcely
observed by the concourse, whose
eyes were fixed on the pyrotechnical
display. My companions and myself,
however darted after the rogue, who,
not knowing that he was pursued, en-
tered Que OF the fruit booths with his
pursuer close at his heels.
arrived ln front of the stand, one OF
the most beautiful girls that 1t was
ever my lot to observe in Rome, came
from the rear ofthe booth o the counter
as if she expected customer to buy
her oranges.
As there eyes met visible change
came over the expression of their
faces.
"Ha, Paulina, is it you ?" said Ken
meth, evidently very i'll at ease under
the gaze which the girl fixed upon
him.
"Yes, signor," she replied, "what
now:' She emphasized the last words
with peculiar meaning.
Not much" he returned, "only
believe man stole my wife's watch
just now, and think he came into
your BOOTH"
"Signor,' replied the girl, "there is
no one here save my father, and as
you are very well acquainted with
him You can tell whether it be he that
you are looking for. Father" she
called. and then Emanuel Molini, a
dark-skinned. ill-natured looking indi.
vidual, parted The folds of the tent
and came forward.
"Beg pardon, Molina" cried Ken
meth, speaking in Italian, 1--we missed
my man."
Good evening. signor," said Pau.
lima, with mocklDg speech and a pc.
culiar smile.
Gilbert Kenneth never replied, but
hurried back TO the side of his wife.
HE has escaped he said.
"But surely you are not going to
allow thief TO run away with my
ijeweled watch and make no effort fol
its recovery
"On a night like this, when all
Rome are out of doors, it is iinpossi
BILE TO trace a matter like this" was
his reply.
"Alas! alasl" cried his wife, "musi
| I, then, really lose my watch Z"
81 think So" was his laconic reply
Now Kenneth passed in the world
for gentleman, and yet he told biz
wife deliberate lie. He very wei
knew if he had called for the police
the watch would most probably have
been found on the person of Einanue
Molini, but there were certain reasoni
why Kenneth did not do this. The
truth is, he would sooner have lost {
thousand watches than brought tn,
father of the orange girl to justice.
That night in his miserable abode
by the Tiber, Emanuel Molini, by The
aid of a rush light, sat examining th'
watch of Mrs. Gilbert Kenneth.
If "a mans success is to be estimated
by the wealth he honestly accumu
lates, then beyond contradiction, An
drew Kenneth was a most successful
manufacturer. Heaven blessed hin
. with but single child to inherit hi
great wealth, and after years spent il
dreams of what that child was to &C
, complish in the way of renown, An
drew Kenneth's JOY ended only il
yexation of spirit.
Gilbert Kenneth was froward from
the day of his infancy. His fathe
2 was man of high moral department
!. who frowned upon everything irregu
lar in ones character, and when hi
son, in the twenty-fourth year of hi
: age, actually married beautiful ser
8 want girl, who could neither write he
name nor read it when written, Ar
!. drew Kenueth's head fell upon hi
bosom in sorrow, and he never after
ward would permit his name to b
, pronounced in his presence.
But Gilbert had grandmother, a
old Scotch woman, who, despite hi
. bad conduct, never forsook him, an
: dying shortly after his lll-starred mai
4 riage, bequeathed him considerabl
wealth. Taking his money and hi
$ wife he went abroad, and soon neg
e lected the woman he had married
while too late, shame at the ignobl
: alliance he had formed, began to rar
kle in his heart. Then followed ur
happy domestic scenes, quarrels an,
heart-burnings. His countrymen VIII
were resident abroad with their FAM
lies never permitted him to cross thel