The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1888-11-09


Long live Salvador Rosap
at this instant the artist raioinetl Masa-
niello. M I.i.u We l.,.,,b
Brother" said he, in O low voice, "where
did you make the acquaintance of this young
girlf' n os ..,,..ii -,
Here, on the beach," ras4,.
"Do you know her family!"
y "Non -
"Has she never spoken of her father to
your
"Hcr father is a captain in the Spanish
army" tt~cW vuaf 3asil
"You have been deceived sk
"What do hearf ..
IL say that she has deceived you; her name
is Isabella d'Arcos, and her father is viceroy
of Naples"
Masaniello started like wounded tiger.
+ "Viceroy of Naples!" exclaimed he.
~ am sure Of it," replied the artist "She
did not recognize me, although have often
worked at tile frescoes Of tho Vicaria. Her
presence here must be owing to some deep
design. Masaniello, beware!n
"Great God!' cried Mnsaniello, my head
burns. She, tho daughter Of tho despot, in
my cabin! understand all now she doubt
less came here as spy"
'Masaniello, be calm
II WILL" said the fisherman
II think" added Salvador, "that you ought
to go and speak to her. II there is treachery
she can bc detained rs hostage. But, in
this case, there must DO no mercy, no weak
ness"
Il would pluck out my heart sooner than
show any," said Masaniello, pressing the
artists hand.
Salvador Rosa put himself nj the head OF
his division and moved toward the place
where the arms were to be distributed AS
for Masaniello, he chose lieutenant and
ordered him to take his men and await his
arrival on the road leading to Portico. This
done, he hurried to tho cabin. He entered
with a fiery eye and a beating heart Having
waved 60 Jeanne, Inez and the smuggler to
retire, he folded his arms ON his breast and
cast whitening look on the daughter of the
viceroy. Tho unhappy girl let fall her eye
before the irritated countenance of tho fish
erman, who cried out III a voice of thunder:
Isabella d'Arcos, what do you want herer'
Had thunderbolt fallen ON tho poor girls
head it could not have produced moro ter
rihle effect; she claspcd chair, in order not
to fall, and murmured, in stiAed voice:
"Pity! MasanieIlo, pityi Oh! who could
have acquainted you with q secret which you
ought still TO he Ignorant OFF,
$50 You own it'll You do not seek to de-
ceive me any longer have no time to lose,
therefore, / again call on you, Isabella
d'Arcos, the daughter of the viceroy Of No
Piles, of the tyrant Of my country, to tell me
what you want here, in the abode of the man
of the people, by whom your father is alb
horredp'
'Masaniello, speak not thus to me; you
kill mo with terror. Alas! 1 came TO try
once more to seve you"
at is falsei What interest can you take
in my safetyp .palt .-i
ooh, heavenl how can be ask mol"
These last words were pronounced with so
true an accent OF despair and real grief that
Masaniello felt his heart tremble and his
anger yield.
''Oh," murmured he, lido not still hope to
deceive me. Your conduct is beyond excuse.
1t is impossible that you the daughter of him
who represents the king of Spain, could ever
have loved the poor fisherman of the Morgel-
linal"
'Masanieilo."
"No mol" continued the young man, "you
merely came to trouble my happiness, or
from idle curiosity; and may heaven grant
that it was not for o worse purpOsew
Isabella, trembling. ,asi
Goa! know, sonora, what your justifca-
ton will be. But IL sentiment of fllial love
excuses you in your own eyes; IL, in order to 4
save the viceroy from the dangers which sur
round him, you had recourse to stratagem,
you might at least have spared my heart, and
not lent your own to falschood, in order to
obtain my confidence"
Isabella listened to him with starting eye
and face as pale rs death.
''This idea is not your own, Masaniello!"
cried she. Confess it! 1t has been sug-
gestcd to you by some ono elsc-by person
who cannot judge our acquaintance prop
erly, and who cslumniates me without
knowing me-"
ut is true" said Masaniello
who is this personr
lie whom just now sent to you, and who
recognized your person"
The viceroy's daughter placed her hand on
her heart, and uttered sigh, as IL she had
just been relieved OF an enormous weight.
"Ohl" said she, II should have despised
you, IL had found you capable Of entertain
ing such an ignoble suspicion. I can under
stand that the revelation of my rank and
birth confused your head, and made my con-
duct appear unaccountable. One word will
suffice to enlighten you on everything. As I
could not descend to you, I had formed the
project Of raising you high enough to present
you, sone day, to my father and to say to
him: This is the man lover"
"Isabellai-no moreln exclaimed the fish
erman, with the greatest anguish.
Nay" answered she, "let me justify my
self, for you have accused me- Such was my
dream, then. You possess all that is neces-
sary to rise rapidly to brilliant position
Yesterday you talked to mo of honor, and
said you would not betray tho cause of tho
people. Is It bctraying the cause of tho
people to approach him whom you blame,
and TO gain, by reasoning, that which an i'll
advised revolt will forever place beyond your
reacbi The viceroy would yield TO persua-
sion; but he will chastiso violence. Obi
implorc you, do not let mo have the sorrow
to see you treated like criminal, you whose
life might DO SO brilliant. you for whom I
had conceived such bonndleas hocss -