Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-11-07

losing her self-possession, kissed my
child and led her gently to the door; left |
alone with my rival, read slowly and
aloud the following lines, written in Eng
lish:
"'AdOred one. The hours have been
so long since I saw you Yesterday, and
yet l must wait and long until to-mor-
row. Come to our rendezvous at the us
ual hour. Till then, my beloved, adieu
Kiss for me nay darling Helene; she loves
you, but not as do. All, that I might
share the kisses you are lavishing upon
herr'
'Madamoiselle,' I cried, throwing the
letter in her face. you are wretch! you
have stolen my husband-for that could
forgive you! Rut you have stolen also
my child! You are Infamous. To-mor-
row you will leave the chateau. At least
I can separate you from Helene
"She locked at me-such look and
slowly withdrew without uttering sim
gle word.
"The next day the Prince, who had a
horror Of SANDER and gossip, went with
me to Florence, where he left me with
my mother. Helene was torn from me
/ duu pidCcO Ill the SUcr6- C(DuT.
II saw Miss Betsey no more after the
interview Of the letter, for she returned
the same day to Vienna. More than once
| determined to write to her parents and
reveal to them her fall, but I wanted
dearer revesge.
sat my retura from Italy fingered
to embrace again my child-the Prince
forbade it. The child herself, besides,
had no longing to see me, she had for
me neither confidence nor tenderness.
You know-she died-at seventeen
six months after that odious marriage
with the Duke de S-but long before
that she was lost-lost-lost to me!
"Ten years slipped by; ten years since
the scene have described to you. My
child was dead. I was separated from
the prince. My life, divided between
Florence and Paris, was that OF grand
dame. I was very rich, courted, admired,
and-pretoundly wretched. We were at
the end of the autumn. was returning
to Italy on the steamer for Leghorn.
"The passage had been an unpleasant
one, and it was not until an hour or two
before arriving at Leghoan that the bill
lowy sea became comparatively calm,
and its gray winding-sheet was rolled
from the smiling blue sky. The greater
part of the passengers remained yet in
their cabins was promenading the
deck alone when was suddenly surpris-
ed to meet an old acquaintance. It was
Count D., Milanese, a charming and
noble fellow whom. I had lost sight Of in
these latter years. He, however, recog-
nized me at once, and greeted me with
heartfelt cordlality.
care you also on your way to Flor
ence?' asked.
"'Alas, no. he said, piteously, under
his breath; Il stop at Pisa. You see in
me, Princess, he continued, sadly, 'at
once the most happy and the most mis-
cradle of men. am conveying to sun
ny spot the most angelic of wives who is
failing in her lovely youth-in the full
ness of her happiness. In the apogee of
her beauty. [ was married to her ten
years ago. The angel has never given
me an hour of chagrin. And I see her
die before my eyes, powerless to hold her
from heaven
| At the same time the young MAJ. show
ed me lovely chi,o of four years, frolic-
ing on the deck with her governess, which
he told me was the sole pledge of their
love. what I suffer- said he, lis almost
beyond human endurance. StiH the
Countess is full of hope and joy, for she
believes this sunny cline will SOON re-
store her strength. She is the only per-
son VINO does not realize her condition,
and have to disguise my fortunes lest
she lose her sweet delusion. There she
| isl!
"And before me, a woman of ravlshing
beauty, with skin transparent as alabas-
| ter, and hot coal of fire smouldering on
each cheek, came up the s.eps of the
salon, and advanced, smiling at the joy
full cries of her child, at the same time
fondly meeting the worshipful eyes of
her husband.
A warm, soft breeze swept about US.
All the passengers had crept up from be-
low. All eyes were fixed on the horizon,
where they could already trace the dim
silhouette of Leghorn.
"'I am going to present to you my
precious Invalid, do encourage her. said
the Count.
"ae installed the beautiful woman,
with every tender precaution, in a large
arm chair, and saw him lean over and
whisper something in her ear. I stepped
swiftly toward them before he had time
to point me out or pronounce my name.
SIT was Miss Betsey!
''She closed her yes when she saw
me; dark blood rose to her deathlike
brow; nevertheless, she regained her self
possession before her husband had time
to detect her trouble. He presented. us,
then left US alone together, while he went
to oversee certain details of the debarka-
ton.
Scarcely had he gone before the
wretched Countess, whose emotions now
became uncomfortable, and whose eyes
swan with bitter tears, took my hand
and carried it surreptitiously to her lips.
Tin the name of Heaven, madam, par
don me! Have mercy on me and be-
tray not my crime; he is so happy, I sup
plicate you upon my knees not to destroy
him; [ go to Italy to recover my health |
my whole life shall be benediction for
you If you will but spare him. Oh, Prin-
cess, have wrohged you deeply, but for