Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1875-04-15

in his left hand with unconsciou
tenderness, II have always been o
the opinion that the land Of the Yam
KEGS was chiefly remarkable for it
pretty girls. And | amt willing t,
allow that there's any in the worlt
that can manufacture a buck whe2
cake, or spread studding-sails, aloEe
side those in Oshkosh. But wher
you come to talk about eyes-there'
a pair of brilliants in the head o
that daughter of yours that puts Gu
all the port and starboard lights o
any craft that ever saw afoat."
Daughter, daughter ~ tjacu atel
His Holiness, in an ill-snpprrssod ef
fort to smother his laughter in his
handkerchief. "My son, dost thou
not know that the Pope hath neither
sons nor daughters, save only those
to whom he is father because he is
also head Of the great family Of the
church. y
Dixon bounced upward from his
chair, and stood before the other il
blank amazement. The amusement
depicted upon the genial countenauce
of his host did not escape his atten>
ton. "Mr. Pope" said he, "excuse
me, your reverence-your Holiness,
| mean-this is big blunder, and
undoubted due to the carelessness Of
Mr., Bella. Bat" continued he,
Frightening up, and extending his
hand, I'm just exactly as pleased to
see you as Mr.. Cozzi whom | expect
ed to meet here. | shall slways be
proud of the honor conferred upon
me by this acquaintance, even
though it results from an accident.
And"-thIs with a slight huskiness
Of voice, but in tones whose genuine
sincerity woul have carried eonvic-
ton to the mos stoicaI of auditors
-"upon my honor, | think you're
the most perfect gentleman | ever
met in the course of my life"
"ESpeta una minute" responded
the pontIf, forgetting the French n
his native tongue. lie then with.
drew from a cabinet, on one side Of
the apartment two articles which he
brought to the center-table, where
he inscribed few words with the
pen. He then returned, and laid
two gifts in the hands Of the aston
ished youth. One was a photograph
Of himself in full pontiffical robes,
taken by the wcll>knoWn Cuccioni.
on the Via CJndotti Beneath this,
he had written in bold hand in the
Italian l4nguag ,"LieutenanL Eugene
Dixon, from his friend, Pho Mono"
The other was an exquisitely-
wrought cameo, representing the
profile Of his face.
my son. said he, GOD bless and
return thee safely to thy native land
When thou l9okest upon this face,
remember che who takes a profound
interest in the caree: of thy great
nation. | suspect, from thy words.
that thy heart bath been taken cap
tive by daughter of our Italy.
Take an old mans advice, and give
not thy heart TO her who is only
lovely to thine eyes. Beauty is Of
ten a fatal gift. Search rather for
her who is truly beautiful in her
soul
Having uttered these words, he
conducted his visitor to the door,
recelvir his profuse thanks with a
kindly smile, and Diminishing him
with warm pressure OF the hand.
Dixon returned to his hotel half
dazed by his adventure. Here he
found two letters awaiting him-one,
the genuine letter of introduction
delivered through the mail, which
thus gave him cleW to his IN rnlng
experience the other contained an
immediate summons to return to his
ship, which was under orders to pro
coed at once to sea. He gave one
look to the window of the fair Al "a,
but she was for the first time absent.
She had m sconslrued his non-ap-
pearence of the morning, and was,
in this manner, attempting TO repsy
him for it. So with sigh the youth
packed his trunk, took the next train
tor Civita Vecchia, and was soon
plowing the blue waters of the Med
iterranean in the gailtnt AIuskaIooss.
! saw Dixon in the city Of Boston
not long since, where he is now en-
gagged in the prac lee Of law. He
then Informed mo, conidentially,
that the little finger of the gal With
blue eyes and light hair, to whom be
had been married, was worth more
to him than all the black-eyed and
dark-halred beauties that ever
breathed the air of Rome