Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-09-24

those by whom they have been oppressed so longI"
 II belisve,n answered Isabella, "that if the Duke of Arcos were informed of the real state of things, he would prevent all revolt by doing the people justice"
 May Heaven inspire himl" said the fish erman
 Five minutes afterward, Isabella skipped lightly out of the boat, and taking the hand of Masaniellos sister, soon disappeared be- meath the shady trees of the island of Pro cida-
 As soon as they were well laden with or anges, which they had bought of the peasant girls, they hastened to return to the seashore As they approached within sight, they ob- served Masaniello, who had remained in the boat, waving piece of sail as a signal of distress.
 Make hasteI' cried he, as soon as they were within hearing. ''The sky looks threat ening, and the sea begins to swell"
 Mercy on usr' said Dame Pedrilla, mak ing the sign of the cross. Ut would be bet ter for us perhaps to remain on the island"
 Make up your mind as to what you mean to do," said Masaniello. "As for Jeanne and myself, we shall leave, happen what may"
 "Then you don't think there is any dangerf" asked the viceroy's daughter.
 "I think we shall have tempest. But we shall brave it, shall we not, JeanneF'
 "Oh! yes"
 'And so will l." said Isabella, leapins into the bark
 My child, you are mad!" cried Dame Pe- drilla, in the greatest alarm.
 "You can remain behind" said the fisher- man to the duenna; "but we have no ti}1e to lose, so you must be quick, if you are coming with us"
 II order you to come," said Isabella i'm periously.
 Dame Pedrilla obeyed, but she really thought her last hour was como. She there fore drew forth her rosary, and began to in yoke every saint with whose name she was acquainted.
 The sun had disappeared, and the sea now began to assume that greenish tint which l nounces the approach of dreadful disorder in it's fathomless depths, The foaming waves dashed bosterously against the sides of the frail bark, and the sea new shrieked forth its shrill notes as it flew backward and for ward over the heads of the fisherman and his companions. 1 Masaniello, stationed at the stern of the boat, grasped the rudder with a steady hand, and dexterously guided his bark through the roaring pillows His look was intrepid, and his bearing noble.
 "How is it," said Isabella to him, "that l you still follow the calling of fisherman, when you might aspire to moro lucrative and less perilous professionT'
 Because it gives me freedom, said the young man. "There is no profession which the foreign domination now exercised at l Naples would allow me to follow without @ 1 blush"
 What do you mean9" asked Isabella
 When the poor man," continued MaSa- niello, ''renounces manual labor, he has but two resources left him-domestic or military service; but the former Is the worst of slavery, for it degrades and dishonors him
 Well, " added Isabella, but what say you to the military professionF'
 Ut is," answered Masaniello, "a holy one, when it calls on you to deliver your country, but a cowardly one, when 1t merely serves to oppress it. The only profession which would have suited me-" continued the fisher man, lis that of artist. Twenty times has the celebrated painter, Salvador Rosa, sketched before my eyes, in this very bark, the majestic views by which we are sur rounded"
 Why did you not become his pupil, thenT asked Isabella.
 "I contented myself with being his friend, , replied Masaniello, flor 1t was too late tc begin to study. He also advised me to enter the army; but he soon understood my aver. slOu lo uO So, ANn IOO, ioNSS 41DSICS, NuO abhors despotisln- Mo- mol I would sooner starve than serve under the viceroy."@-
 ''You hate the viceroy, then7n
 II hate injustice and tyranny"
 These words were exchanged in the mids of the noise caused by the thunder and tht roaring of the waves; but Isabella paid nc attention to the storm: she was entirely ab sorbed by contemplating the pilot of the lit tie argosy.
 "How handsomel how grand he looks thought she
 The violence of the tempest increased flash upon flash of lightning turned th gloomy heavens into a vivid glare; th, thunder rolled forth its heavy psals in quici succession, and seemed to whirl the wint . along like monster cannon balls before 1t, st boisterousiy did 1t blow. The waves, too rose like precipioes, touching the skies; ana as one Of these living mountains appearet about to fall on Isabella's head, she suddenl, } yielded to her fright, uttered shrisk, ant fell, half dead. into Masanielio's armA