Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1878-05-30
WINSTON, N. c., THURSDAY, MAY 80. 1878.


and widowed man-as to make him
solicit that, Giulio would become an
inmate in his house., Titan was a
solitary, indeed, for his son was wild
youth, wko had left Venice for Cyprus
in the suit of the Admiral. and his
daughter Beatrice was in a convent in
the Friuli, of which one of his rera-
tives was lady principal. Giul;o Man
toni accepted the invitation, and for
three months preceding the day On
which this slight tale Commences he
bad been to Titan affectionate, kind
and ohedient as son. He was so
skillfui with his rencil, too, that
Titan was reminded ny Ills skill and
enthusiasm Of what his own son had
been at the same age, some thirty
years before.
Som days passed Gu and the por-
trait still remained in Titian's studio.
Giulio often looked at it, but never
spoke of it, and Titan did not err
when he thought that there was a
meaning in this silence.
But the grand festival day Of Venice
was at hand. This was Ascension
Day, Oh which the Doge performed the
annual ceremony of signifying the
maritime power of the signory by
casting golden ring into the waters
OF the AdriatIc. The custom was; at
this proud celebration, for Venice to
sent out her population of all degrees,
and it was certain that at such Il time
the fairest daughters of Venice never
were absent.
The short voyage of the Doge from
the quay of the ducal palace 10 the
boundary of Lido AIdlamacca was al
ways performed on this occasion iE a
| stately vessel called the Bucentaur, a
gallery said to be of equal antiquity
with these maritime nuptials. This
magnificent vessel always bore freight
of some Importance for. besides the
Doge. the Council, the chief officers
of State and the Admiral Of the port
(who acted as pilot, and vas bound by
| oath to bring the vessel bacl, to her
harborage in the arsenal,J it bore the
ambassadors from the various coun-
tries in alliance with the Republic
Sometimes. besides the nobiHssimi and
the State officials, it bore citizens of
worth, ard all times the Doge was
glad to see by his side tie great pain
ter, Tiziano Vccelll, whose pencil
could confer spch immortality as earth
is proud OF. and whose works reelected
more fame upon Venice than Venice
in all her glory could bes:ow upon
| hini.
Giuli0, with others Of his age, fol-
lowed in the prccessiD:, for it was a
scene of matchless beauty and maga
Dificence, well worthy the attention of
a painters mind and eyes The Bu-
centauf was swept OH in a stately
manner by tue rowers, and Giulio's
light gOndola came near it, within full
view of the gallant company beneath
its gorgeous canopy Of crimson da-
mask, richly embroidered with gold.
To Giulio's amaze, TITAN had by his
side young lady, and when she turn
ed her face for a moment Giulio saw
TO his surprise and delight that she
was the fair original of the portrait.
The ceremonials went on. and An
drea Gritti, the Doge, welded the sea
Gan unstable and tickle mistressJ with
the accustomed words, "We wed thee
With this in token of our true and per-
petual sovereignty" The moment
these wo,ds were uttered, and the ring
cast Into the sea, it was sGrewn with
flowers and fragrant herbs, in the
fanciful idea that thus the bride was
crowned
The pageant ended, Giulio speeded
to TItian's house. He found the great
artist before the easel, busted, as
usuali in some work for Immortality.
They spoke on various subjects, but
lillian made no mention of the young
signora, of whom Gulio had just one
glance. AT last GiuIio SAID that he
had seen litian on the deck Of the
Bucentaur hut this, though it chal,
Ienged Titian's allusipn to- the lady,
drew no remark from him about her,
SO that; at last, Giulio ventured to say
that he Thought the signora much re
sembled the portrait which he had adj
mirel from the moment it first met his
view.
''Admire it, Sianor Giulio Mantoni ?
Fall asleep before it in excess OF adj
miration! Well. well, thou need'st
not blush. 'Tis my dat ghter Beatrice,
whom tlfou shalt meet anon. Butt sig
nor, if thou sllouIdst admire her, or if
thou slfouldst not. it would be well
| for thee TO take thy siesta ere thou
meetest her. Women, as thou know
est, like not cavaIieri WHO are drowsy
Nay, | have not told her that. She
saw thee, and asked who thou Y1wert.
and / tod her; GiuIio but rot tina;
thou didst gaze thy self 70 sleep before
her portrait. Now, let US Within
Thou wilt like my gentle Beatrice
She reminds ME of what her fair and
loving mother was.
And Giulio did very much like
Beatrice YccellI, who, in turn, admir-
ed the manly beauty and chivalrors
bearing of the Spaniard. Admired?-
i alas, that is word all too weak: Wo
man scarcely knows Medium, in hel
intercourse with our sex, between tho
coolest indifference and the warmes
, love Long before she knew IL Rea