Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-12-25

slim and stiff as poker; q b,iak French,
viscount, who told me that he had been
|. connected with the smbassy at,Wasbinpton.
and had quite fallen in love with our in.
stisutions; an Italian chevalier, q Russian
prince. 81
Cgliness has its compensation. though,
II. Nobody makes such q fups over pretty
girl at home they are notBo uncommonI
; and 4 will never bring one to Paris again:
Thank Heaven we are going to Italy
soon. -
The piercing Tramontane came down
Upon us in the Bay of Naples with SO fierce
o blast that we doubted if we were not in
Iceland, and were glad to make our esear3e
to Rome, where we found ar. asylum in the
Hotel de. Minerye, not far from the Pan.
theon. Many, of the old palaces, and con.
vents of Italy have been transformer into
hotels. This was the ancient palace of the
princes of Cont. | was so captiyated Inv
the superb dining-room that the quality of
the dinners made but q faint impression.
What! eat in the presence of all those mar.
BILE goddesses, looking down upon us serene
andTcold, as if from their thrones on the
starry 0lympus! .Orif I turned INV evea
resolutely away from Juno, Ceres and Min.
erva, they were sure to be shared bv the
dancing girls of Pompeii stepping out from
the frescOed walls, or inextricably entan-
gled in the lovely garlands of fruit and flow.
ers that wound their may way along the
borders
One evening, while we were waiting for
one OF the endless courses of tabled hote
dinner, my wandering eyes were caught by
a 4
seen 1t seemed that of the youthful Lor0
Byron, 30 well known in busts and engra-
gings-the same small head with high-fOre-
head and clustering dark-brown curls, the
perfectly moulded chin, the full-ripe beauty
Of the lips. The eyes were deep blue,
out thought them black at first, they were
80 darkly shaded by the thick black lashes.
/ am convinced that Byron must have had
Just such eyes, for some of his -biographers
describe them as black and others as blue.
When he rose from the table saw a slight
well-knit figure of exquisite proportions,
like the Greek god of love. (Not Cupid
with his vulgar arrows, but the true heav-
emily Eros. ] saw him oneein the Museum
at Naples. and again in the Vatican. Is it
Love- or Death, or Immortality?yI queried,
and then | knew it was the three in one }
l soon learned that the youth whose ideal
beauty had impressed me SO strongly was
the Count Francisco de Alvala of. Toledo
In Spain. / fancy that his eyes were as
easily attracted to beauty as mine, for the
next day he was my CTS d-cis at table; not
for the sake of looking at me, | was well
aware, but on account of my beautiful
neighbor However, he sought my acquain-
lance with the grave courtesy becoming d
grandee of Spain, and naturally gained that
of Miss ST. Clair also.
1t is the most natural thing in the world
to make acquaintance in Rome People
talk together Of the things they have seen
or wish tosee they 60 to the same places
by day, and in the evening they meet in the
ladies parlor to compare their impressions
The young count never failed to Join us in
the evening. He had always something to
show us-prints of his home in Spain, ar
ticles of ctrtue that he had bought, sketches
that he had made, for he was good anna
teur artist. m. ~ 5.a .l.e -..fsf
A group of young people of different ma
| tons generally collected on these occasions,
and the conversation often turned ON the
usages peculiar to their respective coun.
tries. 80
In Spain 1 could not greet lady with
simple good evening" said the count 81
should say, Permit the humblest of your
servants to lay himself at your feet OK
something like that ~. sa, ei'o. 3 s,l-b
'NWhy do you not say it to us 2" asked q
rbright-eyed Canadian girl. So. ~
swell, it might be a little awkward If
you should happen to take it literally. In
I Spain it is the nlerest commonplace"
''H such exaggerated phrases are FILTERED
into ,commonplaces, and the most impas-
stoned words grow meaningless, what can
spanish gentleman find TO say when his
heart is really tOuched?" / inquired.
81 fancy we should, find some very SIM
lie words to say it In" said The boy, flush
ing like girl. ''But do not know-I
nave never learned"!9E - IA <tff
s..'Tahi some MORE" commanded the little
princess
f.'if a pretty young lady is walking in our
streets a mantle; is often flung suddenly in
her way, and proud and happy is its own
er if she deigns to set her dainty foot upon
r"What do they Go that for? Because the
streets are so muddy?" inquired an obtuse
young woman, But nobody EOlunteeredto
enllghten her. 'iqqi-siss.E 9f7-Gs sss1it iil'
/ Cannot we go to Spain?" asked Miss
St. Clair. i should like to sees modern
Sir Walter Raleigh" - r
IL the ScnOrlta should appear In our
streets they w6hld be strelsn with mantles,' .
said the young count calamity. a'd,5 81a
would you throw down yours for me
to step upon,?" ~ 80 -oaf-3' .i'fn 2 rer.it
i SSurely, senorita. ~ cst :. .Fa:l -a,.3 !.
..II come, then, 1t must be Of velvet,
mind. - y $500. 5li sr.a d8!,bIs = - : ~,
eyes, studded with Jewels. 'rs-w efiIog
1loyed the beautiful youth. His presence
/! was like poem in my life, and ever
occurred to me that the familiar intercourse
of the young people might not be altogethet
prudent, I dismissed it with the thought
he is only boy. ia,.a..,r
There was to be an illumination OF tho
Coliseum We were going of course, and
Count Alvala begged that would honor
liHl Dy making use OF his carriage on ting
occasion Thank you, but have &Eeady
spoken to Piero to come for US" iositGJ e
"Oh, but we can send him away. You
will find my carriage more comfortable,
and it. will be in every way ,pleasanter, "
heli urged beseechingly; but my negative
8 was peremptory.sidf Glrg ..1ei9teTSd es ,
Eight clock Gamer Miss st. Clair and
| descended toathel court of the hotel, but
| where was Piero? s.It is singular. He
was never late before, but ana confden3
that he win be here presently, We have
oniyto wait a,little. Us c, 41Ti co.'s q o.
! The minutes went by, and they were
| long minutes. 1t was awkward waiting in
] so public q place. The count had joined
! Us with his friend, an Italian marquis