The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-06-24

been taken in a certain matter, which he
would explain
Thereupon he told the story of the pic
ture of the st. Cecilia, giving it very nearly
as we know it. He only enlarged upon the
base and treacherous manner in which the
painter had made return to the Duke for
his generous patronage. Instead of paint
ing on his picture, as he should have done,
he had simply put few outlines on his can
vass sufficient to hoodwink his kind patron
should he call to see how he was progress
ing. and had then bent all his energies
to the winning of the Princess love. She
was young and unsuspecting and entirely
inexperienced, and ignorant of the wileS of
the world, and she had 50 far fallen vic
tim to his diabolical arts as to become COM
pletely unuerved in body and her reason
unbalanced
II came at length to know that some
thing was wrong" he went on. We give
his story the more particularly here be-
cause the same was to be the testimony
that should prove conclusive at the coming
trial.
II asked the aged duenna-a faithful old
woman, who always accompanied her to
the painting room" the Marquis continued,
what was the matter with her mistress.
She could tell me only that the painte.
spent his time In talking instead of paint
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tears; and when asked her what was said,
it came out that she-the faithful old
guardian--sent on purpose to protect the
girl from the possibility of scandal--waS
always sent out from the room, into dis
tant apartment, while the artist pretended
to paint. =,
"At length | asked the Princess herself
what was the matter with her. She an
severed me only with bitter sobbing and
weeping, and. as true as / stand here, noble
signors, she told me she would rather die
than lives Only her words were thou
sand times more terrible than l can picture
them"
Finally, the poor count, heart-broken
and racked with agony, came to me and
asked me what he should do. The trouble
would end, he feared, in the death of the
girl he so fondly loved, or in her flight
with the painter: for, we were assured, the
wretch had boldly planned to steal her
away from guardian and friends, and bear
her to distant clime | advised him-the
count-to seek an interview with this man
-Zanoni is his name-and expostulate with
him, to tell him plainly, that If he did not
at once desist complaint should be made to
| the Duke. For, Signors, you will under
| stand, thus far my noble brother had been
kept in ignorance of the whole matter
''This afternoon as Count Denaro and
myself were taking a stroll on the rivers
bank, just beyond the city wall, toward the
north, we CHANGED, most unexpectedly, tc
come upon the painter, Zanoni-to meet
him face to facet We stopped him, and
D9naro spoke. No man could have spoken
more kindly, or more touchingly. He beg
| ged and he besought.
But why go on. From this beginning
and our own knowledge of the man, we can
imagine the closing Of the romance
as he gave it. Never had those
grave and reverend fathers heard anything
more horrible, more contumacious, more
wicked.
Forthwith the Chief Justice called the
members of his council there present to
order, and declared the tribunal organized
| for preliminary business.
| Sufficient of Steffano's narrative for a
! formal complaint was entered on the rec
ord, and filed out in duplicate for service
an officer was summoned and directed to
proceed to the prison, only a few steps
away and to give to the keeper the order
| for the safe-keeping of Juan Zanoni, under
| the charge of the willful murder of a noble
| of PARMA with a further order that JuaT
| Zanoni, aforesaid, should be present before
| the council of twenty, on the morrow at II
of the clock, in the forenoon, for trial. L
| was formal document with much legal yer
| biage, but that was its meaning and intent
| And the Marquis Steffano having seel
this all done, having gone with the Officer
| to the prison to assure himself that hi
dreaded enemy was safe under lock anC
KEY, and having seen the order of the
council duly served, went home to his rest
But the chances are that the prisoner
| with the fiat of the dread tribunal hanging
over his head will rest more PEACEFUL,
| than will he