Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-08-15

hO EiouC AO ICPly1 Uut puI vi tuc
bic his manuscript OF ''Faust
"Here is the most beautiful poem in
the world, and I have translated it for
you," he said.
"You might have spared yourself the
trouble; I am only peasant, have not
mind enough Tor that she said.
sit is not the mind which is wanting,
but the WILL" said the Count-and he
locked her full in the eyes, He read her
the last act. "What do you think of
that2" he asked, when he had finished;
and he laid the manuscript on Marcella
knee.
"What matters it to you what 1 thinkg'
she replied.
cit matters very much to me to know
what you think of it." ne answered calm
ly.
Ali at once she lifted her head, and
launched at him firm, almost naughty,
glance.
$50 be it. I wish to say to you, your
Faust, who is SO learned, and whom moth
| ing can satisfy, seems to me great fool;
and his conduct toward the poor Mar
guerite is that of scoundrel. A man
| who desired 80 be one of the kings of the
earth, and almost god-and what meth
cd did he take to show his puissance2
He crushed poor soul under his feet. I
know express myself badly, but"
sssThere, I've underatood you, but you
are as much heated as I myself were this
same Faust"
81 don't know whether you are Faust
like that one,'' replied Marcella, in a
| freezing tone, ''but this know am
| not the Marguerite that will throw her
self on his neck"
Some days later, we were sauntering
under the fine old trees in the park.
.My time is up" said at last. II
must leave you IN few days"
| "Have you decided to make Marcella
your wife,"
eyes," he responded in grave tone.
"You do not dread what your family
may say?"
@My friend" said the Count, cannot
live without her." I have not chosen
Marcella simply because I love her, es-
sentjal as that ls, nor because she is beau
tiful. What delights me most is her can
dor. Educate woman like free crea.
ture; let her not be sham in this serious
world and she will soon learn to be your
equal, your comraoe, your associate.
| 1t is an associate that / want; ap associ-
ate that vii be in the house with me in the
barn, in the fields. Very we'll, theni I
take daughter of the peasants. Mar
celia is marvellously endowed, and I've
time enough before me to mould her."
That same evening the Count returned
to Zolooad with the intention of declar
| ing himself. When he came home his
manner was so gay, so satisfied, that [
did not doubt the success of his visit.
"Dio you talk with her, asked.
"Yes'' he replied carelessly.
sWell!'
"She has refused me-" he said. with
smile.
s'And you are so calma''
81 know that she loves me- he said.
"Who told you sou"
"That mysterious voice which speaks
within u.s.
I wrote to the Count upon my arrival
at Vienna. A fortnight later l received
his reply. Hereit is.
"My dear comrade; you would like
to know no doubt of what has occurred
since you left. Let me tell you what
happened day before yesterday. On
stone short distance from the house
rested snake, and you know that the lit
tie addus are family pets in many of the
Russian homes, and you also know my
love of all animals. drew near to play
with the creature, when it suddenly bit
me on the hand. Marcella appeared in
he door. ~ wished to caress your little
snake" said laughing; the young mon
ster has bitten me.
"Blttenl what serpent" she asked.
"Why, that one.n a-s--
Her eyes followed the direction IA
dictated. She gave loud cry-''Jesus
Maria l''--then sprang st me, caught my
hand, and glued her lips over the
wound
"Is it, then, venomous reptiles"
She inclined her head.
sand you are sucking the venom2
Great Godi' lcried but she held on with
desperate effort, then spit out the blood
which mad flied her mouth.
"You have risked your ife," said.
sob, out woule die for you.''
"You shall live fer me, l said. "You
owe me, you are NINE
"You do not know how I love you,"
she murmured.
eyes, do,'' 1 said. 81 have known it
long time. It was you yourself who
would not know it,
81 felt it," she said, 'efrom the first
hour, but did not understand myself"
ooh, if you had been there when 1
talked to the old peoplel'
On Sunday next the bans will be pub
lished, and then, in three weeks a we'd
dlngl Your friend,
ALEXANDER"