Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1877-05-11
Gales and Sketthss.
la RABBIATA.

thousand deaths rather than talk and COM
plain. And that-because she loved him.
If love is such thing that it shuts ones
mouth when it should shrek for help, and
makes one weaponless before the will OF
an angry man. then | shall not give my
heart away!'
IL tell you, you are child and do not
know what you are talking about. You
will often ask your heart, when your time
comes. whether it shall love or not then
everything which you have put in your
head will avail nothing"
After another pause: "And that artist
how do you know that he would treat
you harshly p M tet
''fiis eyes look as my fathers did when
he took mother in his arms aad tried to
pacify her. l know that kind of eyes.
They can only belong to him who would
strike his guiltless wile." af mna
With that the girl and the Father, too
was silent. He thought over many pretty
speeches, with which he might reproach
her. But the presence OF the young boat
man, who was now moving about restless
ly, restrained him.
When they, after two hours sail, had
pushed into the little harbor of Capri,
Antonino carried the reverend gentleman
from the boat over the last shallow waters
and carefully set him down on shore. Lau-
rella, however, would not wait until he
could wade back and take her. She drew
her dress together and. with her little
slippers in one hand and bundle In the 9TH
er, pushed swiftly to land. t,a...-
81 shall stay long time at Capri, to-
day." said the Father. "and you need not
wait for me. | may return home early
tomorrow. And you. Laurella. when you
60 back, greet your mother for me. Next
week shall see you both. Are you go
ing to return before night P" a1
'If can," said the girl as she arranged
her dress. -.I
You know have got to go back" said
Antonino, in what he meant for an indif-
ferent tone 81 will wait for you until
Ave Maria. If you don't come then, it
makes no difference to me-"
You must return. Laurella," broke In
the little priest You ought not 10 leave
your mother over night. Is it far where
you are going ?"
ITO Anacapri."
"Wel, must to Capri God bless you
child, and you, nv son ~ t3a Io
Lanrelle kissed his hand and let fare
well fall, in which she must have included
the Father and Antonino. The latter paid
no attention to it. He took off his cap to
the Father, and did not look at Laurella.
When. however. the backs of both were
turned, he let his eyes wander quickly
toward the Father toling up the steep
load, and turned them then to the maiden
who had taken the path leading up on the
right, and was holding her hand over her
eyes against the sharp sun. Before she
disappeared between two rocks, she stood
for moment still. as if to take breath,
and looked around, Marine lay at her
feet. the beetling cliffs lowered up above
her, and the sea was rarest blue-it was
indeed worth moments glance Some
how her hurrying eyes met Antonino's.
Both made motion like people who
would be excused for something which
had happened by accident. and then, in
gloomy silence. the maiden went on her
way. aoa
1t was now nearly noon, and already
Antonino had been sitting for two hours
| on bench outside of the Fishers Inn
He must have had something on his mind,
fol every five minutes he sprang up, ran
out in The sun and looked carefully oyer
led between the two little island towns.
He was watching the weather, so he told
the hostess of the inn. 1t might be clear,
but he.knew that color of the sky and sea-
Certainly it looked that way just before
the last great storm in which an English
family had with difficulty escaped to land.
Perhaps the hostess remembered il.
No" replied she. -~,l
"Well, yoa will think of what say il
it storms before night"
"Are there any rich visitors over at your
place ?' asked the woman after pause.
They are commencing to come. Upto
this time we have had but few. They
wait until the bathing season."
Spring came late. Have you earned
more than we, here at Capri ?''
Il wouldn't get enough for maccaroni
twice a week, if | was TO depend only on
my boat Once in while there is letter
to be carried to Naples, or Signor who
goes out fishing--that has been all. But
you know that my uncle owns large orange
groves, and is a rich man. 'Tonino.' said
he, 'as long as live you shall not be in
want, and afterwards | will see that you
are taken care Of So have with Gods
help, withstood the wiuter."
Has he children, your uncle ?"
"No. He has travelled great deal and
was never married. He is going to es,ab-
lish large fishing business and put me
over it,"
80 you are to be u great man, Anto-
Mo-"
The young fisherman shrugged his shoul-
ders. Every one has his load to carry
said he. Aud with that be started up
again. and looked right and left at the
weather; although he mast have known
that there is only one weather side
''lll bring you bottle of wine. Your
uncle can pay for it.r said the hostess.
mo, no--only a glass. You have such
fiery wine here. Ny head is warm now"
1T won't hurt you You can drink as
you please. There comes my husband
now. and you must take bottle with
him." -<st
There he was. coming down the road,
the nets hanging over his shoulders. ahe
red cap over his curling hair-the stately