Clarksville evening chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn) 1886-1890, 1888-10-15
he Fisherman Of Naples.
By ALEXANDRA DUMAS
CHAPTER ".
THE coNsPIRAToR.


Isabella and Jeanne left tho duenna at the
or, and ran TO meet Masaniello. But, when
sy approached him, both of them shuddered,
d uttered simultaneously cry Of terror.
4fhe features OF tho young man were full Of
Hrible animation; his eyes were bloodshot,
II it was easy to see that rage, hatred and
Iery other violent passion filed his breast.
You here, senorap cried he, Jon recogniz-
b Isabella. "To-dny Is not day for visits
ID walking You must return Instantly to
II city, and tale care to leave your fathers
use no more, for tomorrow carnage and
sath will reign triumphant in the streets of
lples.
'Mefcffni powersi" exclaimed tho two
|ung girls.
Sonora added the fisherman, quickly,
Via you not tell me that your father was an
fcer In the army Of the viceroyi II such il
e case, and il your father loves you, let him
Teak his sword this very evening, for to-
BORROW there win be neither truce nor
zercyi Tomorrow the people will crush,
ithout pity, every hireling Of despotism"
These last words were pronounced in tone
voice fitted to make the bravest shudder.
II brighten you" continued he in milder
tanner, and approaching Isabella; pardon
e; but do not forget the advice ! have
ven you. The measure Is full; the day of
,ngeance is at hand; yet let not my hands
dyed, sonora, with the blood of your
Lther."
unhappy man." said Isabella, "you your
II may be the first to fall In to-morrow's
,mbaAn
"May heaven hear your words" answered
asaniello, provided that out Of my blood
bring tho liberty OF Naples, that our tyrants
20 completely vanquished, and that tho
5lundron you see yonder carries them far
way from us
4 He pointed to tho Spanish galleons, COM
handed by Don Juan Fernandez, which had
ast anchor in tho bay about two hours
efore
"To-morrow," added the fisherman, ''the
urs OF this squadron will pour forth their
lunder, with o view TO crush the revolt, for
hey are the orders Of q man who will nec-
ssarily support the viceroy."
"And who Is this Eang' asked Isabella,
nth emotion.
Juan Fernandez He WINS formerly gov
rnor of the Indies, and he is now come
marry the daughter Of the Duke OF ARGOS,
b whom he brings dowry Of three hundred
housab I'd ducats, the fruit Of the most infa-
aous extortion."
At this moment the eye Of Masaniello
ghted on tho boat which had been seized
he evening before. He started with surprise.
ssWhat do / seer exclaimed he us it O
&ream2"
Jeanne made signs TO Isabella, who had, as
{ ret, hardly recovered from the shock pro-
4uced on her by tho Last words of Masa-
hello.
''No, brother" said she, sit is not dream
Providence has been at work for us in your
9lbsenco"
E,irls in turn. His chest henved and his eye
vas moist. Then he again turned toward
I he bay and exclaimed:
"Ycs, 1t is my own bark SEQ once more
I he companion Of my life, my daily breadl"
"But this is not all, said Jeanne; "comeI"
y She took Masaniello by one arm, while Isa-
oella, much affected, leaned upon the other.
Then young fisherman started on, feeling
zhe Weight of that soft, white hand which
Hid not fear to como in contact with his
Tough sleeve
swell, Masaniello," said Isabella, twill
5you still continue to grieve your sister and
#ne by talking Of murder, blood and car
Inageg'
Masaniello listened with great emotion to
Ehis gentle voice, which sounded like sweet
music to him.
On reaching tho door of tho cabin Damo
(Pedrilla snid to her mistress, in q low voice:
E'My dear child. night is coming on; we must
RETURN"
Isabella did not even hear her, and the
fanrry nurse remained on tho sill of tho door
listening attentiyely. and casting from time
To time look of suspicion into tho cabin.
The viceroy's daughter was delighted with
|the establishment of Masanielln, who, on
1anding his horne furnished again, expert
|enced the Same emotion be had felt at tho
sight Of his boat.
'TSyyhom," murmured he, lido we owe
Jail thilsr'
"Cannot you guess, brotner" said Jeanne,
|pointing to Isabella.
Masaniello knelt down, and, placing his
hand on his heart, said to the viceroy's
daughter;
"Dispose Of my life-it is yours"
"Indeed" replied Isabella, ''you owe me
no gratitude whatever; am but too happy
lat having served you" and she offered her
hand to the young man, who carried it to
his l!I,s. $50 now" continued she, you will
not return to Naples, or, If you do, it will
only be to calm the people and to quell the
revolt. Promise me this, inplore you"
Masaniello rose up hastily, pssscd his hand
across his forehead and stared vacantly ct
the young girl.
"Calm the people - quell the rovoltr'
stanmered he.
sob, brother" said Jeanne, "do not refuse
our bcnefactreSs what she asks of you"
"Not another word-what you ask is inn
possihA"
"Impossiblef' exclaimed Isabella, in great
grief.
eyes, Impossible, for the people have my
promise"
''You must say that you have changed
your mind" said Jeanre.
"yvhatl after they havo chosen me for
their leaderi You would have me betray
them thenl Never! Adieu"
The young man turned toward the door,
hut Isabella, with her hands clasped and her
face bathod In tears, threw herself before
him.
"Stop, Masaniellol" cried she, 'just now
YOU told me to dispose of your life. Alasl
YOUR offer was nothing but an empty
word" 49,
sNot SO, sonora. / said then and I say
now; Take my life, take my blood to its last
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