The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-10-14
81 have won twelve thousand five

side, fell back In his chair, and, with
open mouth and staring eyes, he seemed
to have lost all power of utterance.
cit is true, Uncle Baldelli, and you
are glad of my fortune are you not -
"Twelye thousand Why, we shall
be rich, my little Teresina. But where
is the money? Let me look at it, let
me feel it, and his lean fingers trembled
with excitement.
81 have not yet received it. They
said you must apply for it. But here is
the ticket"
Old Baldelli seemed lost in thought
eyes, yes will apply for it." he
said, "and then what gay doings shall
we have! And you shall have the
brightest silk scarf in Naples, and a
silver necklet worth 40 francs, if [ can't
get it cheaper. And when you marry
Luigi"
"But l am not going to marry Luigi. y
"Ah, but that will all come In time.
And we will buy the little orchard on
the hill above, and your old uncle
your loving, kind old uncle shall do all
the work, and Luigi shall play at moro
and go to the theater, and the little Ter
esina shall look after the house and be
as extravagant as she pleases." And
the old man chuckled over this pleasant
arrangement. But Teresina's spirit rose
at this.
81 will never marry Luigi, Uncle
Baldelli, for [ have plighted myself to
Frank Lloyd"
Her uncle looked black at this; but
any care about his niece's marriage was,
at present, absorbed in thoughts about
the money. He saw no connection be-
tween the two at the time, he took it for
granted that what was hers was his, and
if she would nothave Luigi-well, it was
very desirable, certainly, but Luigimust
look to himself.
"And you will take 5000 francs for
yourself, uncle for, although my father,
l believe, left you sufficient for my sup
port, / would not appear ungrateful
For the rest, wish it to be given to my
future husband"
Baldelli stopped in the middle Of some
calculations he was making, looked fix
edly for few moments at his niece, and
over his face came look that fright
ened her.
Bah, little fool, you know not what
you say Will you sacrifice your family
to this accused fairfaced foreigner
The foreigner loves me. My fani-
ly's kindness is but small"
At this moment servant from the
Villa Santangelo appeared to request
Teresina's presence at the house.
"Say no word of this to the English
people," was her uncle's injunction as
she left.
81 will say no word, but will do as
have said )" and there was a determine
ton in her voice that there was no mis-
taking.
Baldelli sat for a long time, never mov-
ing but to make a gesture of anger, or
to utter an oath. Presently he went to
a cupboard, took from it bottle of wine
that had laid there many month, and
drank it at draught. And then, as the
unaccustomed fumes mounted to his
brain-for he rarely took stimulants-he
paced the chamber to and fro, excited
and restless.
1t was late when Teresina returned.
and it was with surprise she found her.
self accosted by her nncle in amiable
tones.
"You have said nothing at the villa of
your fortune, child?"
Nothing, my father"
"And you will not marry that poor
Luigi, and you will give all this money
to the Englishman ?"
cit is only just, Uncle BaldeIIi."
"And your poor uncle will remain in
Pausilipo, and work, work for his little
plate of macaroni, and his dear little
Teresina will be quite proud, and
ashamed of him r and there was a sheer
in the old mans tones, and dark look
in his eyes, that belied the softness of
his speech.
Ono, no." replied his niece, "neyer
that, [ hope. But you will go about
this for me tomorrow, will you not ?"
eyes, will see to it. And now we
will take u cup of wine in honor of my
Teresina's good fortune. See here, it is
ready" and he took from q side table
two tumblers already poured out.
"Ah, this is very kind of you, my
father But how bitter it is |"
"Finish it, finish it," he said fercely !;
ga bumper to the lucky number !"
and she, not caring to irritate him,
complied.
She shortly after retired to rest,
drowsy and tired.
Half an hour afterward the old man
crept toward her room, muttering:
La Sonnambula, La Sonnambula /!
Luigi said that the opera at San Carlo
was like real life. Somnambulists do
strange things"
And he passed into her room.
Frank Lloyd was sitting in boat,
waiting for his employer at the steps Of
the Villa Sant-angelo. He was surprised
to see light burning in the gardeners
house at SO late an hour but he knew
that Teresina often sat up late after her
uncle had retired; indeed, he had had
many a sweet stolen interview with her
at the window, when waiting as he wait
ed now. AT this moment he heard the
voice of Lord Ardley joining in duet
with his fiancee at the villa. "He
won't come away just vet" said the
sailor to himself SO, taking a clean juma
over strip of water that separated the
two Easements, he clambered up to the
gardeners window. He had placed his
hands on the window-sill, and was draw
ing himself up, and about to give the
usual signal, when, to his intense aston
ishment, he saw old Baldelli staggering
from the opposite room, half dragging,
half carrying his niece. What could il
mean Was she i'll? Was it fresh air
she required? He had not much
time for thought, for the window, opened
suddenly outward by Baldelli, struck
his hands from their hold, and he had
only time to drop quietly into the water
beneath. AS he came to the surface
great heavens he could neither shout
nor prevent 1.-THE slight form of his
sweetheart was hurled from the window
into the black water below; and the old
man, not daring to look upon his handi-
work, closed the window abruptly and
disappeared. 1t was the work of a mo-
ment for the young sailor to reach the
body OF his sweetheart, and to place her
In his boat under cover of sail. But
what was he now to do with his precious
burden, which lay safe, but still uncon-
scious, near him? He might indeed
place her under the care of the ladies at
the villa; but then he feared the chatter
of servants, nor did he know what power
her uncle might have to claim her from,