The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1884-12-06

pearance were talking earnestly ana
volubly, but ever and anon casting n
look in the direction ofethe girl
As her companion left her she walked
on few PAGES. then paused and turned
as though waiting for the old woman.
Now it was that we wero able to see
her perfect figure and erect carriage to
full advantage. Being some little way
Off we could look at her without COM
hitting an act of rudeness or indiscre-
ton.
''She is beautiful" l said, more to
myself than to Kenyon.
''Yes, she is-but not so beautiful as
| thought There is something want
ing, yet 1t is impossible to say what it
is. Is it animation or expression?'
al can see nothing wanting l said.
so enthusiastically that Kenyon laughed
aloud.
do English gentlemen stare at their
own countrywomen and appraise them
in public place like this; or is it Gus
tom adopted for the benefit of Italansr'
This impudent question was asked by
some one close to my side. We turned
simultaneously, and saw tall man of
about thirty standing just behind US.
His features were regular, but their
effect was not a pleasant one. You felt
at glance that sneering mouth was
curtained by the heavy mustache, and
that those dark eyes and eyebrows were
apt to frown with sullen anger At
present the mans expression was that
of leughty arrogance "a peculiarly
calling expression, especially so find
when adopted by foreigner toward an
Englishman. That he was a foreigner
il was easy to see. in spite of his per-
fectly accented English
hot reply was on my lips, but Ken
yon, who was young man of infinite
resource and well able to say and do
the right thing in the right place, was
before me. He raised his hat and made
a sweeping bow, so exGuisitely gradua-
ted that it was impossible to say where
apology ended and mockery began.
"Sgnor," he said, IAN Englishman
travels through your fair land to see
and praise all that is beautiful in nature
and art. If our praise offends we
apologize"
The man scowled, hardly knowing
whether my friend was in jest or in
earnest.
IF we have done wrong will the sig.
nor convey our apologies to the lady!
His wife, or shall say his daughter?'
AS tho man was young, the last ques-
ton was sarcastic.
"She is neither,' he raped out.
Kenyon bowed.
"Ah, then a friend. Let me con-
graduate the signor, and also congratu
late him on his proficiency i'll our Ian
guage. "
The man was growing puzzled; Ken
yon spoke so pleasantly and naturally.
81 have spent many years in En-
gland" me said, shortly.
MANY years! l should scarcely
have thought so, as the signor has not
picked up that English peculiarly
which is far more important than &C.
cent or idiom."
Kenyon paused and looked into the
mans face so innocently and inquiring.
ly that he fell into the trap.
+" And pray what may that be?" he
asked.
ITO mind ones own business" said
Kenyon, shortly and sharply. turning
his Dack to the last speaker, as ii the
discussion was at an end.
The tall mans face flushed with
rage. kept my eye upon him, fear
ing he would make an assault upon my
friend, but he thought better OF it.
With curse he turned on his heel, and
the matter ended.
While this conversation was in prog.
resS, the old Italian woman had LEFT
her learned-looking friend. and having
rejoined the young girl, the two went
| In. a
Italian, after his discontinue, walked
across to the man who had been talk.
ing to the old servant, and, taking his
arm, went with him in another direc.
ton. They were soon out of sight.
Kenyon did not propose to follow the
steps OF the first couple, and l, even
had | wished to do so, was ashamed tc
suggest such thing. Still, am afraid
that resolution as to visiting Sar
Giovanni again tomorrow was forming
in my mind.
But | saw her no more. How many
times | went to that church / dare no
say. Neither the fair girl nor her at
tendant crossed NY path again while
in Turin. We met our impairment frienC
several times in the streets, and were
honored by dark scowl which passeC
unnoticed; but of that sweet girl will
the pale face and strange dark eyes W,
caught no glimpse.
1t would be absurd to say had faller
in love with a woman | had only seeI
for few minutes-to whom had nevel
spoken-whose name and abode wert
unknown to me; but l must confess tina
so lar as looks went, was more inter
ested in this girl than in any one 1 haC
ever seen. Beautiful as she was,
could scarcely say why felt this attrac
ton or fascination. 1 had met many
many beautiful women. Yet for tn,
slender chance of seeing this one agail
! linuered on in Turin until Kanvnn