New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1884-07-06

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IL begin to fear you~ she said. 4You are en-
dowed with more than mortal powers You're an
enchanter. sure Iron and stone yield at your
touch! And have you brought me to this lone place
b. work me harm Sir. ain F.tzgeraldD
q" am not likely 10 forget IT, dear lady" the artist
FASTENED To say, - and 80 far from intendng you
HARM look to you for protection. The spirit that
haunts this spot to be materialized enough to
prefer getting about in the ordinary human way.
/ We may run against him-or her-yetr
$50 You first my Knight" said She Il follow
you with my wOmans faith and prayers. So may
we face any danger"
Crossing narrow ante-chambcr. they found them
selves among the vertabe relics OF the past. On
the walls hung tapestry. dropping to pieces with
age there were diapidatel and worm-eaten chairs
OF antique fashion Wondering curtains decorated
the windows but they were of costly stuff. and
richly embroidered. The closed shutters had broken
away in places. admitting picturesque half-light.
| The room was Of unusual height; and Ambrose
made M his mind on the spot that this should he
/ his studio. Here he could get whatever completely
or simplicity of light he wanted: complete seclnslon
with possible supernatural EXCEPTIONS and an IN
| valuable assortment of properties ready To his
hand-which he saw figuring in picture that had
already begun to take form in his mind.
! Animated with this vision, and Oblivious for the
moment Of the presence of his fair guide, he walked
10 and fro muttcring TO himself, turning his mead
this way and that. striking his hands together ana
hating abruptly here and there 10 prove an effect
Al length Miss Fitzgerald herself happened TO come
into one of his views and the tragic intensity OF her
| attitude and expression awOke INN from MS pre-
| occupation. ~
wouldn't exchange this for the studio of any artist
10 Britain And you must let paint your portrait
there's a great deal OF quality about you
aGlory be {, God he's himself again murmured
| al
chin Arrah dear friend my heart mlssave me that
the unioy influence "I ths sPot nau ustu '
seen 81 marked your eyes follow 1t, as 1t hltted
| from place to place. .
| II live much aione,' said Ambrose, foreseeing
that to indulge the ladys appetite Tor arvels might
secure her allowing him. hereafter. undlsturbed en-
| ioyment OF the studio, and often commune WIN
beings invisible TO Others. Ever since entering tnls
room d figure has been before me-a beautltuI
| woman Her features and bearing were those OF an
Italian of rank: she kept her eyes nXed on me ;
once she smiled again. she looked distressed and
startled. But, Miss tItzSeraid-Out-L 10 not sec
Al. nv friend and have you thon that mySteri-
Gus gift-tO hold converse with beings 81 ahother
wordi For me-thougn may read the WORKINGS
of the soul behind the ieshiy veil, cannot see 1t
when dsembod ed But what you have heheld con-
firms the legend SPOKE of but now. You have seen
the shade of beatrice"
Her name is beatrice, Them . .
Sit beside me this Oaken settle sad Miss
Fitzgerald, and listen while rehearse perchance
ia the very where she died, and, as we're, ID
her presence, the legend Of her fate have long
ncditated enbalming It IN my verse, Tor us NOR"
meet for poetry than for prose; but Your lmaglua-
on sure Is tar mate of my own, and III be cover
Wi now the Cadognas came here about the
time that Maurice tn rteenth Earl Of Desmond ac-
cepted = friendly treaty with Henry seventh OF
England. Now a. | was after toll ing you. CadOgna
was a merchant aud very prosper ~ anu wonder
he ddu't set M To be- 4 noble for wasn't Perk n
Warbrck Just then pretending he was Richard
Fourth. and thousands believing IN hm However
he did nothing of tie kind at al but 50 far from
would always be boastlng OF the tradeSnlah DooI
IN his VEINS. and yowing twas the hnnesteat blood
IN the world; ana thtt no son OF udughIcr ol MS
! should marry any but traIespcupe IKE themselves
50 that lac called Cadogua Mcklnnige f"r q
! nickname Now las daughter BeAtrce-Or maybe
,he was h wfe-Dut daughter X more nttlng Tor the
poen-sne didn't at AL agree " IN his IDEAS aOoul
nobility: and she bore herself like noble and
hiring of b"Ituv transcrudanf. lovers bv thy score
| knplt Mt her feet aud crayet her guerdon. Ana
among them was SCION OF the noble De CoIcys ;
and 10 hun she vouChsdiel ucr shlics. but pA"
when they had been berpn9 f}st IN tiI5 very
tower and the fair Beatrice could gain her own
apartments. CadoVua entered What passed be.
tween them two meyer VIII he known nut Us san
their voices we're heard raised high m passionate
| dispufe.-and then. upon 'udden. there was
silence and the beauteous Italian was seen no more
Do You mean TO say the old villain murdered
| q Tradition replied Miss Fitzgerald In hollow
tones has .hrouded her fate IN y,trry M re- Tear
| ful than certainty it-et Wine her Lee SIC" hrf ;
whether she stabbed herself rather than submit 10
his Stern cdict; whether he held her captive here
till death freed her from two prsIns at once We
know not. such Is the legend D. 10 not already
M, poetry aud painting too :" said Ambrosr really
impressed. wish Beatrice would M 10 me Tor
her porflait. William Blake had sittcrs from the
other worll and why not i Well. " ss ftlgar
aid may come tom rrow with boy hud q broom
and evitt % lew Of these spiders TN touch nothing
cAr II YOU will give me tho address oi your busi-
ness agent, can con icr WIN NM ''"dt Wv Ut'''
details By the hy, caught glimpse on q VIVA
ing staircase ~ we came throu9h me u te-r2 '
may step mp ana take a glance at the room above
tnIsg-No, you shall not trouble yourself % come
with mel shall remain but moment aud Oh ne
went
The truth was he had been thinking about this
| up stairs room from the beginning. ana itom pre-
sentiment that bee should md something important
! there he " shed 10 visit 10 alone. The STAR va
/ steep and narrow. and the doorway at the top wa.
protected hY heavy curtain. Ambrose pushed
The room re>embled in shape and dimensions the
| one below; but the walls verc bare; the naked
stones and beams showed disguised. Grouped
about the HOOr MAS nOudcscfpt dS,"mDidge o, oo-
! iects Chests of various sizes, odds and ends oil
| turulture; a tall Venetian mirror with a crack
across 10 three or four cabinets one OF ebony MAD
with ivory bronZe3. marbles vases. Lamps oil
| brass these and numbcrless similar things were
beaped together in heedIcss CONFUSION. but ITo ni
| the door 10 the mulliOued window passage mad
been made between the piles, ana through TINS All
brose passed. At the window stood table or score
tlrv of antique desi IN richly carved; upon 10 were
| an iukstand OF chased silver aud 4 quill pen.
! char had been pushed back. as u the occupant
after writing. had arisen 10 IooA rom 'he WINDOW
As Ambrose rested his hands ON thc broad window
sill ms rugcrs came m contact with sofneth 'nR
lying there he took II mp 10 was fan OF sanda'
wood. elaborately carved. He recognized u % was
the same that his ghost had tapped her white chin
with he opened IL on tire inside ~ the out"r leaf
be read the words IN an old-fashioned character,
" Dona Beatrice
For "A few moments he stood quite still. with a
/ curious smile on his lips. looking hyeIly 20 tie
/ name Then bee put the Ian IN hrs pocket. reclaimed
the stars and descended from his exaltatlon 10
Miss Fitzgerald
Did you lind anything'r that lady inquired
eagerly.
"A heap Of dusty lumber" replied Ambrose " and
the stairs are very unsafe. You must never 90 mp
there