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

uial CourSe Cl llIne ana circumstance,
he would become so-with tie consent
of Beatrice.
Very much did Giuiio admire the
loneliness, the grace, the innocence of
Beatrice Necelli, but he did not love
her with more than brothers love.
To do him Justice, he was all nncon
scions of the feelings which his atten-
tive Kindness had aHak ened in her
gentle heart. He read to her and
talked With her as if she were his dear
sister and she I'd tde the too ca.hmon
mistake of thinkin. that these gener.
al cogrtesies, made most kind through
the .suayily of his manner, had par
Iticular application. So the signora
was in love
Two moftha had passed BY since
the return of Beatrice to her fathers
house, and during this time the young
| maiden, flushed with her growing pas
sion (irnocent rs it was deep,) an!
huoyed up by the hopes which her
youth and sex might we'll lie excused
! for forming, had drank In tlrducilt Of
delight (for hope Is tue Hebe Of Moi:
tailty and pours from a golden vase y
which made nef happy-hearted beyond
what she had ever been Before Then
it was that her father completed that
picture which has been known as a
chef d ceucre in portraiture, which the
pencil of the painter and the burin Of
the engraver have multiplied through
the world. And during all this time,
which passed on happily for GiuIo
also, he was not in love with Beatrice.
They sat together, now in the
month of July, with delicious breeze
sweeping the Adriatic and flaming
the curtains of the room like sails of
some rapid ba'k. 1t was now midday,
and all was calm in Venice as in other
cities at the hour of midnight, for the
heat OF the room kept even tile son-
dClier!c within doors. But it was
cool in tie room in which Beatrice and
Giulio were sitting, for the long blinds
had been drawn down; escludiDs the
sunshine and admitting the breeze
She had been singing, and it was from
the flush of her cheek and the tender
ness Of her tone as she closed the
cadensa that Giulio now first surmised
what might be the ma ure of het feel
ings towards him. This was the song.
Oh, not thou for fortunes dover
With lortlv pomp to gid thy fate,
Nor ask of cod; amlit power,
To crown thee with naughty state
Seek not f r CONQUEST to entwn6
Ensan guined laurels in thy bair;
But listen to this lay of mine,
This orison: this ardent Prasef
Cf love me; iose ne =!
Oh if Tie iioontde Of thy heart
With o'ercast,
If grief had done its deldIicst part
! ill joy were of the pas,
How gently mid such gloom would fati
The briliiancy OF hopes joy-shne
When Thought on thought would still recall
When first fond ips were pressed to thine;
With love me, love me y
The song had ceased; il was a simple
melody. but there MAS Il Startling express
ion of earnestness in it which struck to
Giuilo's heart. For d briet space he sat
in silence, IA d then thus spoke to the
beautiful cantatrice:
Lay aside the mandolin, dear Beatrice
and ct us talk. You have never inquired
who or what | am. [ consider YOU as
my sister. and it is not well that you
Should be in ignorance of this
Nay said Beatrice, with smile and
a blush Il will not own you as brother.
and Will have no lnraveling of mystic
tes. Let me sing this Darcarole.'
.Beatri te,' said he; with IL grave air
and earnest tone that suddenly chilled
her mirlh; 'Beartrice: this is the time.
for your sake as for li1y own. to have the
my ystery unravclleti. if it be worth the
name of mystery. L am not quite what |
appear; in 4 world | am of the royal house
of Spain; my mother was the daughter of
a noble OF ,lnane; my fati er is the En-
peror Charles. 70 avoid a marriage of
, his choice. heart and hand being plIglted
to Il lady-love of my own, | fled from
Spain and became Il pupil of your fathers.
as much rs from love of the art as to- give
my leisure pleasant occupation.
But he spoke to ears which hear.l him
NOT. for ere he had concluded Beatrice
was i'll IL swoon. She Was speedily recov-
cred and thus earnestly spoke to hmI.
! did not kHOW-I could not-flat W.
had prince BeE cath our humble roof;
but whatever you are yOlI nrttst quit
Venice. 1t was hut yGsttrmiglt | heard
at the ridotto tt Signor Barbe-i@G's that
the provveditCri had an order TO arrest Il
Spanish prince who was disguised and
| concerted III Venice ] heard 1t Ey the
merest chance, rs l stood near tTo nobli
| who ere talking together. ants that the
| arrest i 10 be made Tomorrow. You
must fif, sfgnor itnGither suits yOitf safe
! fy nor your honor that you ret-Iiin mere.
| Venice with Emperor Charles; my
! father. tire ifiOst honored citizen of eEicc.
/
and the s,.sp cion of EaviE 9 witIiifYly tttr-
/ bored you would Orly be eQualied b5 the
misery of y0tlr capture herc.'
GluiO. or. az lie ratlfer SHOULD be call
ed. prince Anthony If Leon, seemed as
| tonished at the intelligence.
And whittier can 4 tly?' demanded: he.
seeking counsel in this hour of pressing
peril from Beatrice.
You named-you spoke of-you have
one to whom your faith is plghted; she
must ill-deserYe it if she Will not siielte-
i YOU III tg r#.
sYou speak wis ly. Bea'ricc.' said the
priuce; lit is the daughter of Storza,
Duke of Milan. and with him, albeit he
is but cold friend of my honse. nor has
he had much cause to lie Iotfterwise-I
shah find safety. And you. Eeatriceg
OF me nofhng hot Il word now, not
a thought her.af er. Here added she,
tearing off ii necklace. 'here, if you want
the means wherewitF to re aclI Milan, take
this; have no more need of costly orna-
n,.'
This offer was declire I, for the prince
had Jewels with him more Iran sufficient
to pay all charges. He saw tire urgent
necessity of speedy flight, penned Il hasty
billet OF leave and gratitude to titan, and