Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1878-08-23

but she took no heed of him, and went on
murmuring another name over and over again
so often that / felt quite mystoriously affect
ed. It was" But here reaching the door
of the chalet, my wife hurried INC 10 the bed
side.
The old monk held up warning finger MS
We entered we hardly dared TO draw n
breath as we listened to Lucia's low, uncon-
scious tones.
"Giorgo Giorgio mo," she was saying in
Italian like one who talks in dream "uev-
er tell OF our marriage they Will not love
me- they will neglect me. Hide it, and the
little one too do not let them see him they
would break his heart with GOODNESS, they
would not even own him Yes, perhaps your
sister might, for she loved you, Giorgio mio
you have told me so. She felt for you, and
wept for you, and knew why you went away,
aud came to live in the midst Of sunny skies
and beautiful pictures. All, well, you can tell
her if you like She would love Poolino for
your sake Look Mt him, Giorgio. KISS
him !"
Here she seemed once more to lapse into
unconscousness, and the good trdtc said
"Ah, poor Lucia, her mind wanders back
TO her marriage, and mngling past and pres
cnt, She speaks of what never was the father
never saw the child"
"Did you know her husband them" in
quircd my wife in Italian.
The .trdtc shook his head "Ouly the cir
cumstauccs of the marriage
Tell me, what were they Z" she oXcLtim-
ed, clasping her hands in an agony Of excite
mcnt
simple. very simple, said the holy man,
quite uumoyel and struggling his ample
shoulders: "a young Englishman, an artist,
living in Florence, and who had made Italy
the land of his adoption. and who took an
Italian name, fell in love with Lucia, who was
his model, and marriedhor; notan unusual oc-
currcnce among your countrymcu, believe, "
he added turning TO me-
was bewidored did not know in the least
what to make Of al this, and have no doubt
looked as stupidity helpless rs | felt.
And then = eagerly inquired my wife,
seiziug the .t'r0te'S arm, and looking into his
face, after Casting glance Of unutterablc
"He made n little home for her, and every
thing promised well for their happiness,
when he was taken suddenly i'll, broke a blood
vessel, and died in Lucia's arms
"Do you know what his English name was =
here again hurriedly inquired my wife.
"What can you possibly want TO know that
| for?" intcrposed in English quite in the
| dark as to what she was driving at.
80 Walter, Walter how stupid yop are =
Sltt ulANtItt tllION lllR lnbTt hlltl llibIt tbil
| tempt into her words and manner docs
moth ng suggest itself to you? Can't you
| guess what l am thinking Of Tell me, she
said, again repeating her question in ltalian
/ aud turning to the monk. tell me the
| English name of Lucia's husband; do you
| know what it was =
Isl Sinora, ST. but cannot reveal it; il
| was made known TO me under the seal Of con
! fession"
Seeing that she was again about to urge til,
| fr0te to grant her request, ! cntroatod her tC
| hc silent, and to look after little Paolo. wht
was climbing up to his mother and trying e
make her play with him.
"Ah" She then exclaimed, "dlar little fel
low do look at him, Walter, and then thinl
of his fathers assumed Italian name--Nianero
think what its English equivalent tmeans'
More bcwilderod than ever, ! obeycd he
command, and began to think while she
once more in Italian, earnestly cntreatcd tn
frdte to tel her the name.
"For mercy's sake, let me know" She said
II am not asking ont ofidlo curiosity, but on
ly that love and service may be rendered t.
the memory of the dead. feel that am o.
the point of discovery; tell me, am l no
right in believing that his name was Georg
Blackway?'
The old monk started at these words, an,
so did for this was the name Of my wife
only brother, whose death was the piece q
family sorrow referred to at starting.
4 bit Of n scapegrace, with strong turn 70
art, and never understood by his father, h
had gone to Rome years ago-long before
knew the family-had expatriated himself
and, with the little competence he possessed
had entirely withdrawn himself from all hi
early associations. His sister alone at Ion
intervals had tidings Of him, and at length W
b,orJ l,,,t pft la.
that he had died in Florence suddenly. Thcr
was rumor that he had married under a
asshmed name, had been naturalzod as a
Italian, but nothing very definite ever came t
light,
And now, what was happening? Why, tina
We had here come upon trace Of his latte
days, and had found in this obscure corner G
the world the pretty italian woman he ha
married
Yes" exclaimed my wife, turning with a
air Of triumph to me "and perhaps, Walter
you can now understand what il was that Dire
me from the first toward this woman an
child, and why the little creature has inspire
me with such deep affection. 1t was IL
mysterious and subtle instinct of kuship, {
blood relationship for this baby-boy is m
brothers child :" and with these words 81
seized the little fellow. clasped him to Ia,
bosom, and wept copiously.
The matter was clear to me now at last
but who on earth could have expected such
dcnouement or that she should have been l.
to the only spot where she could have game
any tidings of her brother?
And yet so il was, and this discovery was Il
result of cher holiday" that treat which la
d. signed ''all for her OF course, we hG
an addition to our family; of course, Il
contract for her holiday would not have bee
completed if ! had interposed any views
mine, and had prevented her carrying off
the end the young semi Italian scaramouch
. add to our own collection
However, l am bound to say believe 81
might not have pressed this point had not
been for the fatal effect of the accident, viii,
: after all terminated in Lucias DEATH and co
. soquenuy for the child having thus, as it wer
fallen to our charge as his natural guardian
3 1t was all very sad and miserable, the end
our time at LocamO involving numerous COZ
plicntions with the local law. We were
tanned there till the end of October, for Il
! old Bd9iVHe departed this life soon after l
- daughter, and we had some difficulty in pro
7 ing our night TO the child.
Our right to the child Humph Trul
women are wonderful beings and she had j
p stinctively discovered this right, had discoye
cd it through that mysterious, delicate, subj
.. intuition to which our masculine and gross
/, natures are entire strangers. She was qui
= correct from the first. Little paolo has groy
! up marvelously like his youngest cousin
y, even l can see it uow.-LOHGOH S0cietH,
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