Weekly Trinity journal., 1879-06-28
NUMBER 26.
1T is harsalf., he said.

Ard think he would have kissed it,
but at that moment he heard scream
aud Il savage growl.
He turned. The scream cams from
Mdlle La c., the grswl frem gentle-
man who accompanied her, and on the
instant two hands came down on Fer
nande's shoulders and the miniature was
wrested from him.
How careless of Auguste,' said the
lady, to leave the door open for thieves
to enter by
The gentleman Justify called for help.
Fernando said moth ing. Conscious OF
his position he was stricken dumb, and
it was as one passing through the chang
ing scenes of dream that he knew him.
selt to be arrested and cast into prison.
The prima donna appeared against him
when the time camo. She had found
him in her room. He had valuable
ornament in his hand. She believed that
he intended to steal it. She had never
seen him before.
AT this the young man felt that IL
would be we'll to be dead. Sho had never
seen him before! 1t was all fancy. He
had not caught her eyes. She had never
noticed him.
The gentleman gave his evidence, but
he was fierce, and called Fernando a thief
and rascal and Fernando could only
say he was not guilty. He would not
even bring his respectfully forward by
way OF edefense.
Il am named Fernando and | am
twenty three years old, and am nothing
and nobody
This he said whom called upon to ac-
count for himself, and nothing more, and
he was written down vsgrant," and
condemned to six months hard labor as
a thief.
Mdlle La C--went home pouting and
declaring that she hated to go to such
dreadful Places She ate a delightful
lunch, and afterward finding packet up
on her table, opened it and Fernandss
anonymous note, at which she laughed
and hummed over tho song, pronouneing
1t very pretty A few days after she
practiced 1t, and on being encored one
night, bethought her to sing 1t.
Poor Fernando II he could have boen
there to have seen how the women wept
over his pretty little lay OF love and
death. and to have heard how the ap-
plause rang.
After that the manager besought
Madamoisele to sing Loves Dying
Dream every night, and the lady obey
ed his request.
Amateur singers went mad over II, and
it was published. Having the name OF
no composer upon 1t, 1t was called Mdlle
La C--'s song. and by many was be-
ieved 10 be her own, and il sold as never
II song sold before.
One day, with party, she visited tho
prison where Fernando was confined.
She stood amid her little circle OF cav-
alters, and said TO Que In authority Of the
place
What do they like; these people
Shall ! sing love song4'
As Madamoiselle pleases,' said the
man. Every one understands that
theme
And Madamoisele smiled, and tried
her voice with little trill, and began
poor Fernande's song, Loves Dying
Dream
Oh, the eager, glittering eyes that
watched her.
Oh, the flushed cheek-the hurried
breath Oh, the mad throbbings Of the
heart OF number twenty -four, US he whis-
pered to himself:
1t is my song 1t Is my songr'
What Is the matter p whispered
number twenty three to number twenty.
four. l say, mon ann, speak
What Is the matter p asked the sing
or OF the superintendent, as the last notes
of her song died upon her lips. 'Thers
seems to be some commotion.'
There 10 little said the superintend-
ent calmly; number twenty. four has
caused it,
Has he escaped p cried the lady, look
Ing as though she had heard that a tiger
had broken loose.
After manner, Madamoiselle,' said
the superintendent. lie Ia dead
They buried Fernando in whatever
spot Of ground is given to pnuper prison.
ers. And MGlle La Gang until she
sang herself into the heart of some title
but as long as sho sings at all, she. will
sometimes sing Loves Dying Dream
II Is SO pretty then 1t was the work Of
an unknown admirer. 1t is the favorits
Of Madame, and always has been.
No one remembers number twenty
four, named Fernando, who was so i'm,
polite as to die while Mdlle La C-was
singing.