Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1878-09-04

name. the name of her husband, that
is.
What, had he taken an English
name? .. ,st 3"f
No. not an English name; her nus
band had been naturailzed as an ltal-
ian, had changed his name for reason
they did not signify; and he was
known as Giorgio NianerO, she was
Lucia. ..a i
OF course, we went in and spoke to
the old farmer-like man, who, partially
paralyzed, always sat by the windows of
his neat little house. He received us
with the grace of 81 prince, regretted
that his infrmities prevented him from
doing the honors of the neighbOrhood,
so beautiful as it was.
Naturally we looked in upon him
more than once, but still it was his
grandchild that was the attraction; my
wife declaring that little Paolo was the
veriest darling she had ever seen, that
he reminded her of our youngest, and
that she should like to carry him off,
probably because we had not enough of
our own.
Now, she was a woman not given to
morbid fancies. thoroughly healthy,
with plenty of common sense. So |
was little surprised at this extravagant
admiration, and to hear her say that
the child bore any resemblance to ours.
[ could see none; BUTT was cher holt
day." and she was not to be crossed.
Well, If | was surprised, by this, judge
how much more so [ was when she sud
denly one morning announced her wish
to return home.
1--WE have not been away three
weeks" | mildly protested. ......
"No," she said; "but [ have got q
strange longing to see the children; |
longer. Il never have been away from
them two days, much less two weeks,
before, and | can't bear it: [ must go
back" 81 @
And leave this suddenly your
pretty little protege on the hill up
tEere" ventured to SAY asni vr3his
Yes" she answered, that Is the
reason, that is what has made me wish
to so. | mean the right Of that moth
ers love for her child makes me en-
yious; [ want to be with my own" aa
What could say? 1t was her holt
day to do as she pleased with; if she
pleased to cut it short she must.
ave will be off tonight, love-" l said !;
but inwardly | was grieved, saddened,
not only by the disappointment, but be-
cause, seeing that,we had excellent &C
counts from homey this strange freak
had something morbid In it, unlike
her. Yet there was no appeal, and [
began making arrangements for our
departure. ,..,.,.. ............
You viii go up and say goodbye to
the little chap, your friend psi asked.
Certainly, she answered. "you will
come withme, won byou ?psaa el j. s.!
So NeWlll go at ONCE" | said. / was
the Slave: I had nothing to do but to
obey. ...,... ,,.,.....
/ 1t was a wild and gusty day for Aug
ust, and the landscape looked less in
viting than usual, as we assembled the
zigzag path leading to the sanctuary a
little above which on the hillside lay
the home of our new friends. At one
0fthe angles near the top cf this zgzag
the path passed perilously close to a
steep precipice,~ which for some dis
lance formed one bank Of a mountain
stream as 1t came tearing down over a
rocky bed. This spot was a great height
from the level ofthe lake, and tn prec-
plce itself just there was some forty feet
above the river A few rough bushes
made a feeble parapet on the broken
ground at the actual edge, but beyond
these there was nothing but a Sheer
down wall ofrock. AS We reached this
corner we saw 1luttering in the wind
what looked at first like q handkerchief
hanging from one OfHthe bushes, but
which proved at our coming closer to
be the garm enboOf aOchild who was
Standing at the very verge of the
chasm. Am39 aa"s1s a92 liiR Is = wan
How dangerous ~ exclaimed my
wife. Who can have left child in
such placer"
1t was a solitary walk this, especially
at midday, and I'VE had not met a great
ure since We cleared the outskirts OF
the town. except an old monk toddling
down upon some mundane errand.!
81 ''Ah !" She cried as we got still nearer,
"why it IS y4e2s4dI adeclare---.Why'' it is
dear little Paolo, himself. Good graci-
Gus ! He has strayed away down here
alone to look for blackberries, no doubt
and as she spoke she, rushed forward,
and Selling the child by the skirt drew
it back from the, .perllous edge. over
which it was craning. CAS- Icameup we
both saw that the little creature was
crying bitterly, and he Immediately be-
gan pointing down toward the stream,
and lisping out, mia madre, mia ma
Dire p IgkH" su.. a ..s ,..r.u
[ bent over and looked down in the
direction the little one WAS pointing,
and to my dismay among the rocks at
the verge Of the river beheld, lying pros
trate thirty feet below, the motionless
form ofthel mother, q 800. %. bell s
Then ensued scene which I will not
dwell upon. p | flew up the sanctuary
for assistance. e. My wife. clasping the
little one in her arms, fastened down to
the place where it was just possible by
a very gh'scramble to get round to
the bed of the river. Here [ and those
whom | had brought with me, presently
joined her, and we made our way to the
luckless woman 2 Shewas not dead but