The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1880-11-03

which separated us that sent me
hereto find, if could, in another
country and another Life, the peace
had lost in my own. Forgive me, il
you can, Count Turroni. You do not
deserve this
"This then is the end2"
She had broken again into allow,
nervous sobbing. He laid his hand
gently on her bowed head.
ado not distress yourself about me,
child. am an old man and have
been a selfish one. But | thought
could make you happy"
She slipped from her finger the jew
el she had worn there for the past
few months and laid it in his hand.
touching il gently with her lips as
she did so. 1t was indeed the end.
Atthat same hour Harrison King
was reading letter which he had re.
ceived that morning, aud laid aside
indiaerently, though it was from the
woman to whom he was betrothed.
One paragraph ran thus.
"since l have been in New York |
have heard glowing accounts Of Isabel
Vavasseur's successes. Probably you
will hear her sing while you are in
Florence. Perhaps you can also learn
something ola Count Turroni, who is
said to be immensely rich and very
fond Of Isabel. His son isf'here in
New York4left Florence a year ago
on accounted q quarrel withhis faith.
:. ! ! !. ID l
in case the count marries Isabel, as
there is some talk Of his DOING.
Young Turroni is one of the hand.
somest and most fascinating men
ever met. New York promises to be
very gay after the close Of Lent" ect.
He did not finish the letter, throw.
ing it aside fit wearied him.
He did not go to Rome the next
day, as he had intended. He heard
accidentally ofaspecial servic, which
had been for the corning Easter Sun
day, at which Isabel vavasseur was
to sing, and he waited for a week
She did not see him among the au.
dience, but he watched her while he
listened to the familiar words: ~
know that my Redeemer liyethl" as
if she had already passed into the
spiritual life, leaving to him the
darkness and despair Of this. The
white-hair Count Turroni, who sat
near by, prayed in his heart that in
some way the peace which she had
lost might be restored to her.
He was in Rome the next day,
leaving it at once for Naples, and
going from thence on a hastily plan,
ned trip of indefinite length to the
Holy Land, in company with some
friends, young and restless Ameri.
cans, who, with unlimited money
and leisure, we're, like himself, roam.
ing listlessly about. He made te
arrangements for letters to reach
him, though he wrote home regular.
ly as in duty bound, and in the
months before he returned TO Paris q
large amount Of correspondence had
accumulated at his bankers. He was
totally unprepared for the FIRST news
that met him, the defalcation and
flight ofhis business partner. There
were references in the American pa.
pefs to his own mysterious absence
from the country, for so long a time;
unmistakable hints, at least, Of his
own completely in thefraud. Two
things were made very plain to him,
that he'was poor man once more
and disgraced one in his own coun.
try. There were several letters from
his affianced. lie noticed as he
glanced them over, that they all bore
dates preceding the disastrous bust
ness failure, all but one which had
reached Paris two days before. He
read with interest every word Of that
* have wanted for a long time te
hear from you. Of course your 81
lence confirms my expectation that
you would consider your changed
circumstances sufficient reason 10,
sundering the tie between us. In 3
few days am to be married to Man
Illus Turroni, and return with him te
Florence. His father, who is anxi
Gus for reconciliation, has sent fol-
him; and you will be glad to know
that we haya avarv ,,rornant of han