Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-09-30


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br1lgs shogr happy marriages betReei
fbe fcrrGg1ese Z Ms and r1eI lovers.
Lns cbEuber hug Eith skEy-Dlue I've
Fouuz girls F7eIe chatting while spread
tnx covering 0f Immaculate white Lac
over Tie bureau which they were abOu
70 transform intO al altar.
Dear Nara" said one. ''it is sine
q FOu 70 come 70 pass the holidays viii
ne"
at e 10 sacrifice On my part, AntO
ma - answered her companion. Il an
50 lonely II MY country home that il i
a real delight for me TO be able TO come
hftber 10 Kiss thee and help 10 celebrate
thy eighteenth birthday"
'fAnd & is the FIRST time father has
given q reception since poor mother
sie5.''
-'What a pity she is not here 10 set
thee tO-dayi'' murmured the other. The
young girl sighed and pointed heaven
ward.
"But look how beautiful our altar is
going to be!'' CT ed Maria in order tC
cheer away the momentary sadness OF
her friend. Now get me the candles
and Saint Antony"
Autonia left the room and soon re-
turned with a magnificent statuette of
terra-cOtta representing Saint Antony
with the Child Jesus IN his arms.
''DloSl How beautiful IL isl'
.'Yes; that was one of papa's suTpTi-
ses. He brought il 10 me yesterday y
"And now we must illuminate the
dear saint and surround HIM with
flowers, so that he will get us married
during the course Of the year. Tell me,
darling, hast thou made thy choice
yetY"
"Some one whom / love. ana who
does not love me, answered Antonia,
sadly.
"ls there indeed anyone who dares
not to love thee, my angelI" asked
Maria, kissing her friend.
Yes; there is one whom have never
ceased 10 think of for two whole years,
and, who, nevertheless, seems not TO
know it.
"Tell NE who?"
"Agosto de Carvalho-my fathers
god sCn.'
How can one know? Perhaps he is
shyl Thou art rich, and he is less so,
and even in our country, where love
holds the first place among the motives
of marriage, this sometimes causes diff
Guilty"
"Ah," said Antonia, ''let us not
speak Of him any more. Let US go and
make ourselves pretty TO receive the
guests"
SENIOR Silva, Antenia's father, gave
a charming entertainment that night.
OF course, everybody admired the altar
OF SAINT Antony; then the young folks
danced; there were household games
masculine and feminine names were
drawn by lot. so that each one might
know what the name of his future wife
or her future husband would be; and
when the pleasant gathering broke up it
was very late.
After receiving the paterrnal bene-
diction, Antonia and her friend retired
to their apartment.
"And our lOvesy" questioned Maria,
smiling.
''Did he even so much as look at
meI" mournfully questioned the yonng
girl.
"Thou art blindl Why, he wOrships
theel l watched HIM all the evening,
and he had eyes for only theel''
Thou sayst that just to console mel"
"Prohaoly! Come let us pray TO thy
patron SAINT together, and beg him TO
perform the miracle for u.s."
NAY, have already prayed to him
SO much, so much; and he has not heard
me-
Maria twined her arms about her
friends waist, and kissing her, whis-
pered:
''In my province folks say one must
maltreat Saint Antony to make him
perform miracles"
"Maltreat him?"
Eyes; they say be never yields except
TO violence
AntOnIa stamped her feet, rushed to
the altar, seized the statuette, and flung
it through the open window. a cry of
pain re echoed through the night.
''Ohi what hast thou donel" cried
Maria, running TO the window. The
two girls looking down. beheld the fg-
ure of man lying PROSTATE on the side
walk.
Wild with fright, Antonia rushed
from the room.
Father, fatherI come down quicklyI
l have killed somebody"
Senior Silva, who had not yet retired,
descended, accompanied by his servant
The two men carried the injured way
farer into the house, where the young
girls awaited them with fearful anxiety.
''Poor boyl his bead is badly hurt:
but how did he happen to be under our
windows?"
"WhO2' cried Antonia.
"Agosto my godson"
With a scream the young girl sank
fainting into Marla's arms. When she
came to herself her father was holding
her hands In his; aud the wounded lad
vas lying ON Senior Silva's own bed.
Comfort thyself, my darling girl!
tnou mayst feel assured the poor boy
will get well"
Antonio threw her arms about her
fathers neck
Il love him so much!r she murmur-
ed.
"A strange way 10 manifest ones
lOve!-by breaking the head of the be-
loyedl Maria told me all; know it was
Saint Antony who did the mischief
The physician arrived, and after an
examination of the wound declared it
was quite serious, and that the young
man would be confined TO bed for no
short tine,
81 cannot" SAID Senior Silva, ''un-
derstand how Agosto happened to be
under the window at two O'Clock in the |
He was signing beneath the balcony |
OF his sweetheart" A" whispered Maria.
The wounded youth recovered con-
sciousness, but soon became delirious. |
For whole month, AntOnia never left /
the bedside of AgOsto de Carvalho; and
during his moments of delirium the |
glIl had ample opportunity to discover
the depth Of the affection that she had |
secret of love which diff
ference of fortune alone had prevented /
from being revealed. One evening the
sick man opened his eyes and recognized
by the glImmering Of the watch light
his pretty
''ls this an angel of the good God,
that watches over meP" he asked ga
ling tenderly at her.
AptODia Dlarpd her littla hand ovnr |