Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1881-09-07
"It is only Just, uncle Baldelli."

PauS1npO, and work, work for his little
plate of macaroni, and his dear little
Teresina will be quite proud, and
ashamed of him p and there was sheer
in the old mans tones, and dark look
in his eyes, that belied the softness of
his speech.
"No, no." replied his niece, "never
that, hope. But you will go about
this for me tomorrow, will you not %
"Yes, I will see to it. And now we
will take cup of wine in honor of my
Teresinas good fortune. See here, it is
ready" and he took from q side table
two trmblers 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 p and
she, not caring to irritate him, COM
piled.
She shortly afterward retired to rest,
drowsy and tired.
Half an hour afterward the old man
crept toward her room, muttering:
Ella 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 Nilla Santangello. He was surprised
to see a 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 many
a sweet stolen interview with her at the
xr7ho ho cd
At this moment he heard the voice of
Lork Ardley, joining in duet with his
fiancee at the villa. "He wont come
away just yet" said the sailor to him
self; 90, taking clean Jump over strip
of water that separated the two base
ments, he clambered up to the gardeners
window. He had placed his hands on
the window sill, and was drawing him
self up, and about to give the usual sig
nal, when, to his intense establishment,
he saw old Baldelli staggering from the
opposite room, half dragging, half carry
ing his niece. What could it mean
Was she i'll? Was it fresh air she re-
CURED? He had not much time for
thought, for the window opened
outwardly by Baldelli, struck his hands
from their hold. and he had only time to
drop lightly into the waters beneath.
AS he came to the surface-great
Heaven! He could neither shout or
prevent 1.-THE slight form of his sweet
heart was hurled from the window into
the black water below; and the old man,
not daring to look upon his handiwork,
closed the window abruptly and disap-
peared. It was the work of a moment
for the young sailor to reach the body of
his sweetheart, and to place her ia his
boat under cover of sail. But what
was he now to do with his precious bur-
den which lay safe, but still unconscious,
before 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
them, for Italian courts are slow to
recognize the interference of foreigners
in domestic difficulties. While he was
still in doubt he was joined by Lord
Ardley, to whom he related his adven-
ture. The nobleman listened to the
agitated voice of the lad and, making a
"Your sweetheart, eh, Lloyd?"
eyes, sir; no doubt of it,
"And you're going to marry her?''
"Now more than ever, sir. All, my
lord, you don't know what difficulties
we've had to fight against, nor yet how
dear she is to me-" and then he told the
whole story of his attachment as they
rowed vigorously, each at an oar, toward
Santa Lucia, where Teresina was
placed on board the yacht.
On the following day Baldellia, bag
gard and anxious, at an early hour
presented himself at the 60rco di
lotto.
81 have come, as the guardian of
my niece Teresina, to claim the money
she has gained in the lottery
every good, signore. And first the
ticket, if you please. %
He eagerly presented it.
''All right and in ORDER" said the
clerk. "She presented herself here yes
terday."
"She did ?''
The clerk took out roll of notes,
which he began deliberately and without
haste to count
"What stroke of fortune for one SO
young ~
Baldeli nodded his head impatiently.
The clerk tied up the bundle of notes,
and began to whistle "Addio mia bella
Napoi."
''Well, well,' said the gardener,
sharply. Gam to wait much longer?"
"But, signore, you seem to be in
greater hurry than the signorina.'
"What do you mean %
"Why, we wait the arrival of Tere-
sina Baldelli, of course" "Stupid
old imbecile! - muttered the clerk to
himself
Baldeli looked aghast, and then blus-
tered out:
"Don't [ tell you she has told me to
get the money? Have you not got the
ticket? What more do you want? Am
1 not her guardian? Do you doubt
that 2"
"Not for moment; but this money
will be paid in her presence alone.''
"But how can she come here? She
is i'll. The excitement was too much for
her."