Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-10-25

As the summer SpprOScheu lotmeu tno
habit Of hanging my birds in their esges
on the terrace wall had cage fall Of
those tiny little Indian birds called ayAds-
vats. My especial pride, however, was my
bul6ul, With his lovely gray and scarlet
plumsge and his song like the sound OF
running water.
One warm jane morning / hung my
pets Ia their accustomed places on the ter
race, and went off to my music lesson, al
which knew l WAS TO slug Gran Dlo,
morir 81 giovsns" with Slgaor Rsspoli
When returned / happened to step out
on the terrace, and instantly | heard q
sound of Auttsring wings aud tremulous
cries of bird distress. Ny bulbul was in q
state of mortal terror In my own par
ticular wicker 'rokkipg chsre American,
brought from Paris sat large black cat,
with bis wicked yellow eyes fastened on my
eastern nightingale. approached the
handsome mouser With all due genileness
and forgiyinguess of soul. He did not
offer to run away but politely stepped
down from ny roeking chair, in which l
seated myself. addressed the cat IN his
native tongue, calling him "buou miceio
"a good pussy. he stood staring at me
for q moment, ard then jumped on my lap,
and quietly settled himself for a doze. l
then saw that he wore about his neck o
silver collar Of fns workmanship. On q
smooth plate was inscribed: "Torqusto
Tssso, the property Of 0tssvio RaspoE,
Palazzo Raspoli, Naples
OF course, this was one Of my neighoor
cats! After treating the animal to milk
il a msiolica saucer, / called to Gigis.
She held Up her hands in ejaculAtory Won
der when / showed her the cat. 81, 1t
belongs to the msdmsn Poor beast Glad
enough Il is to get out into the open air
among decent people after such q life as il
has led in the old pslszzo. But black
ca,l 1t will bring you bad luck, signorins!
Mind, they say the old man has the evil
eyer .,
I'VE must take him home, Gig,a, Il said,
firmly. The poor old man will be worried
about his cat"
'Ssniissims! You are not going to ven
ture into that house by yoarself" exclsin-
ed Gigia.
yes, and you are going with me ss faT
as the door and will wait outside Don't
YOU see what fine chance it will be to see
the inside of the pslazzo and what gees on
there2 am not afraid Of the poor old
man and his cats
We locked the doors Of the apartment
and went down stairs, | carried the cat
Gigia eyed him with q eomieal look OF
Mingled malice, fear end sympathy. The
impatient small children playing In the mar.
row street ran after US with cries Of Look
at the cstI' Zone Of the pszzo's cats"
"Ah. the foreigner is going to see the paz-
zoP'. "Bravaw "Corsggior aud 80 on
until we reached a email door in the side
Of the palace. The great main door with
its beautiful wrought iron trim mings every
body in Naples knew had not been opened
since the pazzo hsd fret shut himself up
with his cats twenty years before.
Nv heart beat fereely as | raised the
bronze knocker. Il descended with loud
noise. The first knock was not answered,
nor vet the second nor the third. II was
not until l had knocked seven times that |
heard vhst seemed ike shutting footstep
on the other aide OF the door. Presently
the door moved slightly and an opening Of
a few inches in width appeared. followed
by joyful exclamation: Mic Torquato"
There was o moments silence. Sig
nor" said in loud tone, IL have brought
home your catP A bright watery eye
appeared at small hole below the knocker
The oe- upsnt of the palace was evidently
reviewing the situation. There came Q
hoarse whisper, Signorins, do me the favor
to enter with my cat. but ] beg OF you to
let no one else come in.
told Gigis to remain outside. The
door opened vide enough to admit me, and
| entered. It closed behind me. and l
found myself face to face with little old
man, with scant white hair and beard. A
black velvet skull cap was on his head
He wore a Aowery cashmere dressing gown
and faded red slippers For moment he
aid not speak. The cat had jumped from
nv shoulder 70 his, and was nov caressiDg
bis face while he Rugged and kissedit with
the tears starting in his poor old eyes. So
his was the fearfal madmsn whom al
accused Of possessing the evil eyei
Mile Rrszis. signnrinA-" be said, ut
length, ''for bringing back my est-my
dear ToruuAso. my beat beloved Of al the |
Eorty. NY faithful friend ban bean s5sent
for ten days, aud was hesidepyself WITH
zrief. How can return youf nndnsasf
Gov can I eonvince you Of my "a pfuder
II vanfnrpd a bold stroke, BY sttin9 /