Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-05-07
O. stand for her rights.

growled her unclo as she entered the
house.
"I have been to the 6anco di lotto,
my father.
"Lottol What have you to do with
lotto? o, little devil it is not enough
that you should beggar me by giving
macaroni to any blind beggar who passes,
but you must play lotto, ell? while
Luigi sleeps all day; and drinks anisette
like Prince! Curse you both p
"But have gained, my father. And
it was hot with your money, but some
that earned from the English ladies"
"Gained! Humph Nine or ten
Ultra for your trenta centesini, sup
pose?
st have won twelve thousand five
hundred francs"
Old Baldeli dropped his hands to his
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 Baldelh, and you
are glad of my fortune are you not ?"
"Twelve thousand Why, we shall
be rich, my little Teresina. But where
is the money? Let me look at it, let
me 1eSl III, anu LIS 1Sttn uASeES IeluUIeIi
with excitement.
st have not yet received ii. They
said you must apply for it. But here is
the ticket"
Old Baldeli seemed lost in thought.
eyes, yes; L viii apply for it, he
said, "and then what gay doings shall
we have! And you shall have the
brightest silk scarf in Naples, and
silver necklet worth 40 francs, if I can't
get it cheaper. And when you marry
Luigi"
"But am not going to marry Luigi"
"Ah, but that viii 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 extravaganza 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 I 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 Luigi must
look to himself.
"And you will take 5000 francs for
yourself, uncle for, although my father,
[ believe, left you sufficient for my sup
port. I 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 VIII you sacrifice your family
to this accursed fairfaced foreigner?
"The foreigner loves NE. Ny fani-
ly's kindness is but small.
At this moment servant from the
Villa Santangelo appeared to request
Teresina's presence at the house.
essay 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 L
have said - and there was a determina-
ton in her voice that there was no mis-
taking.
Baldelli sat for a long time, never nov
to utter an oath. Presently he went to
cupboard, took from it q bottle OF VINE
that had laid there many month, and
drank it at dranght. 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 III amiable
tones.
"You have said nothing at the villa of
your fortune, child?" a
"Nothing, my father"
"And you will not marry that poor
Luigi, and you will give all this money
to the Englishman ?"
"It is only just, Uncle Baldelli.' %
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 y and there was q sheer
in the old mans tones, and a dark look
in his eyes, that belied the softness of
his speech.
"No, no." replied his niece. ''never
that, I hope. But you will go about
this for me tomorrow, will you not ?"
eyes, I will see to it. And now we
will take y cup of wine in honor OF my
Teresina's good fortune. See here, it is
ready" and he took from a 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 q boat,
waiting for his employer at the steps OF
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