The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1886-02-11

| was glad to 80. and promised.
{ Would | bc ready III an hour:9
o yes. | thought OF many things dur
ing that hour Only Il little while ago
and he would have been in the green
room the first night. and it was a rare
case indeed when the prima Gonna'4
name was not linked with his through
the mud and mire of Paris next day.
| dreaded nothing like this now. and
set | wished that he might never meet
her.
We called at Miss RS hotel. sent M
'ur cards. and soon found ourselves con
I .ronied by the impresariO. sHaye and
smiling little trenchman. who declared
ulmself hearibrokcn because he could
GOT induce the English miss" 10 be
honored by an interview with lis. In
words which w,rr h"ln.v,d over. as il
were. he Va%G"lE iRtiHIattd that slani-
erous Tongues (no ,touhD had lacked
our illuStriOuS names la deeds which he
would be monster Ia credit; .hnt.
alas! YOU know. meSsieurS, how easily :,
woman believes it."
The prince was terribly disappointed.
l had fellow-feeling fhr him and we
both feit very humble.
her in the park and boulcvards. The
prince was never absent from MS post
+ OF observation. |. too, worshipped al
little distance. The prince was getting
very much depressed. and after making
the most extraordinary Efforts fell into
despair.
AT length he rushed into my room one
day. his eyes flashing with unusual bril-
lIancy, his whole face flushed with ex-
element. Il have it at lastr' he ex-
claimed 20 my good friend, you will
help me-you can help me-" grasped
him-he was as weak as child-and
made him sit down.
lie looked up beseechinglv at me.
Il can sing Pierre. | used to sing
well. l can do so still. They want a
tenor. | will present myself | will
diSgnisc myself. They viii never know
me. Pray TO not stop me, he imriored.
seeing signs of disapproyal in my face.
s.. You will keep my secret. Pierre he
continued, graspin% my hand a> prom
iSed t" help him. He rushed Ia the
piano and played odds and ends al first.
and then drifted into some OF the old
ballads OF the Vaudeville. listened in
astonishment. He had Il beautifnl voice.
and yet never heard him sing.
He made hi~ application. and.
strangely enough, was accepted. When
he next came TO ne could hardly re-
eognize him. He was minus the hand
soonest mustache in Paris. but a very
sun OF happiness bcamcd upon hi~ face.
Il have seen her. q Pierre. and sht.
has heard me sing. ! shall be with her.
near her, and that is more than had
dared 10 hope for.
q love. what a potent factor thou art
for good or evil. After he had left me
Il miserable pan9 of envy made me 4
contemplate creature. But an hour AGO
could have died for this man. now
could have wished him dead at nv feet.
But whatever was good in me soon as
serted itself. and | rrioiccd in my
friends Joy.
He travelled and sang with Miss Il. for
two years. winning fame as Il tenor In
his letters to me he said: This woman
has taught me how to live hOw'to love;
her smile is sunshine upon my path,
without which | should ever grope
among the Dead sea fruit and darkness
of my misspent life
Eventually, he sang his way into the
heart of the prima donna. who had not
the faintest idea that she was falling in
love with the man against whom she
had cherished thc strongest aversion.
i had the honor of being present aS
their nuptialS in London. when the
world was deprived of the sweetest sim
ger and faireSt woman that ever rraced
the stage.