The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1879-06-19

"Glorious Rome ! exclaimed Miss
Julia Brandon, as she leared back
in the travelling carriage beside her
gouty old guardian, Ebenezer Brown
Esd, alderman of the city of London,
as it slowly rolled upon its way from
Torracina to Fondi, on the road to
Naples-"shall 1 never see thee a.
gain 7"
"Pshaw now / knew what you
ore thinking of-that confounded
Claude Crayon, who was always dan
cling round you. Do you know he
had the impudence to AK my per-
mission to pay bis address t you 7
"And what did you tell him ? in-
ouired the lady, eagerly.
81 told him to go to the demon J!
"Hush said the young lady, put
ting her soft hand upon her guar
dams lips. "l'm ashamed Of you
"Im ashamed of you 7" retortad
the alderman for thinking twice OF
o shabby fellow without penny
YOU who are to come Of age in three
months and into the possession OF
fifty thousand pounds
The young lady was silent, and
looked out Of the carriage window
"What dark, gloomy valley this
is we're passing through she said,
by the way of changing the CONVEX
sation. 1T looks the very place fol
b,igands. I wish you'd take an es-
cort.'
"Pshaw = said the alderman 81
don't believe in robbers. These sto-
rios Of brigands are got up by the
rascally, thieving Italians as an ex-
cuse for increasing tue expense o.
travellers,
But at this moment thore was g
crash and down cane the carriage
nearly overturning in its fall, ard a
shrill whistle was heard. The colch-
man and a courier, crying out, "Tat
brigands ! crossed themselves, and
fell upon their face,.
Four armed men in the pictures
que costume the stage has made III
80 familiar with, rushed from the
bushes, Julia screamed. Her guar
dian succeeded in getting ont one o.
his pistols, and fred at the fo.eme1
without hitting him. The roobe1
knocked the alderman's pistol fion
his hand and his hat over his eyer
tripped him up. and tied him hant
and foot with bit of rope.
He threw his arms around Mis-
Brandon's waist, and followed by hi
companions. hurried into the wood
that clothed the steep hill by th'
roadside,
"Fear nothing, he whispered; Il
is Claude Crayon. Don't yo'
know me Z
"Claude!' exclaimed the yount
lady, recognizing he: lover in spit
of his disguise. "How could yo'
do such q thing! I thought WI
were attacked BY real robbers, ant
not by masqueraders. Cl d d Q
Claude = she added, with sudden
change of manner, who is that 7
Claude raised his eyes In the di
rection of hers, and beheld tall fig
ure, in full brigand costume, advanc
Ing from the thicket, carbine in han'
and bending his black brows upol
them.
"who are you z he asked Of tn
Intruder.
"That question belongs to me
young gentleman replied the strau
ger, ''sinoe find you wearing IN.
livery and intrrding on my domain
"You assume O lofty tone, sir re
Piled the artist. Pray, whom hav
! the honor Of addressing !?
The stranger drew himself up &
his full height. "Men call me, b.
replied haughtily, men call me Fir
piavolo I
Claude cast an agonised look q
Julia, then threw his arm around he
waist and drew pistol from his YES
pocket.
"Put up that toy, young man
cried the robber, in o voice OF thur
der, or Ill send bullet throug
that fools head Of yours. Resistanc
Is vain. Look around YOU
Claude obeyed, and behsld, encil
cling the glade where they stood,
number Of ru6ianly fellows armed
the teeth. He dropped his piste
with 0 groan.
you are frssl' said ths brigsnt
with coutsmpuous smiles 10
are too poor : psise. a fAirer on
e ours. ~ lnvsst law this maide
= orr own. II h rare that beauty
nnllea beGuile us In our outlaWry