Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-10-16
The San Marco RubieS
By M. E. W. S.

diverting the property into another channel
 was enough to make the colcrcl especially
 unpopular with the branch of the family who
 hoped to inherit it. Therefore it seemed aS
 if for the moment was the cnly friend in
 the world to whom the poor girl so unjustly
 accused Of robbery, could appeal. The 1 colonel was sunk in his own 1lsfOrtuneS i those of h.s daughter were but another stun.
 ming blow to Q man almost unconscious. ] Where was Cesare9 His mother had for
 bidden his following me to Nuremburg. He
 was between two fires. Whether ha could
 have with propriety followed tho suspected
 thief was question, but he did one good
 thing; he sent plenty of money to Paris to be applied to the pursuit of Polenta, and stinu- lated the search in Venice.
 ] The next event of importance which hap pened was tho finding at Amsterdam of some of tho stolen jewels So impossible would it have been for the Sinclairs to reach this spot with their booty, that it told in Emily's favor, and the rigor of her imprisou- ment was lifted off. Still she was under sur veillance. Who knew, as Dr. Sebastiani said, but that she might be the mero tool of band of thievesi
 I made two journeys to Paris in her behalf and one to London. Then returned, and in a sad little room in Nuremburg, in the pres cnce of three unfortunate people, the colonel, Miss Sinclair and Emily, I finished the Flu phrosyne."
 It was as 1 was endeavoring to see in the dejected girl before me the once beaming beauty that I heard the resounding knock of an official at the door and received from him Q dispatch from Paris:
 Thanks to your pictures and suggestions, Victor Gregoire found Part of the San Marco jewels recovered.'
 faJIo .l, ing Emily from the dreadful suspicion which had attached to her. But who could restore to her her lost self? Who could take away the memory of those prison days1
 Then came letter from the princess full Of deepest regret. The princess was noble, she was a lady, and she acted up to both those characters; but there was something of the lower instinct in her nature. She could not forgive Emily for having won her son, and the letter was wanting ill that warmth which generous heart would have put into it.
 As for Cesare, nothing could be more manly or noble. He came to Nuremburg end threw himself at Enily's feet. He asked her hand from the poor old disreputable colonel colonel as if he were asking the emperor of Austria for his daughter. He begged that his name, ancient and honorable, might be hers, and that he, and he alone, might have the right to tell her story, and to protect her before the world
 But Emily would not listen to such prop Osition She was as firm and courageous as young Boadicea.
 Never" said she; "never, unless your mother asks me to be your wife. will listen to your offer for moment"
 Cesarc looked at her with those magnetic eyes of his, and took from his pocket small Ia f tO
 ''Is it q good likcnessf' said be.
 Admirable" said I. 1t is from the DOT trait of you ill the ruby bracelet"
 Ut is tho one" said he. II have taken it with my mothers permission from the fatal bracelet, and ask Emily to wear it."
 I left the room hastily, for I saw the long lashes dropping on the now blUshing check What happened of course know not, but think she did not refuse tho medallion.
 In the course of the examination of Victor Gregoire, alias Polenta the Sinclairs and my self, and the waiting maid Maddaiena, were of course summoned as witnesses.
 50 the early spring months found Us all ill Paris; Emily, her aunt and father keeping the deepest seciusion, tho princess and her suite occupying grand apartments on the Champs Elysees, the jewels tracked and mostly found, Victor Gregoire guilty beyond all doubt. 1 UaS established in q modest studio, and trying to do some work, for all this attention to other peoples business had not improved my slender fortune Every day saw Emily, who was now almost exclu- sively nurse to her father, who was getting very ill, and near to his end. The shock to poor Miss Sinclair of finding out that Victor Gregoire and MT. Polenta were the same had nearly killed her. So she was merely an other burden.
 But Euphrosyne was equal to tho task. She 1 lived up to that character which I had seen written in her face the first day Every day Cesare sent her flowers and sent to inquire for her, but she would not sec him. One day 8 servant came to me suddenly with the in talligence that the colonel was much worse. and Misa Emily begged that I would come immediately.
 went at once to receive the last words of the unfortunate gentleman with whose for lorn fortunes I had been So accidentally mixed. They were request to mo to befriend these poor women whom he left behind him. We were interrupted in this sad discourse by the arrival of letter. It must be given to the colonel immediately; special messen- ger had brought 1t; 1t admitted of no delay.
 Let me see it, said the dying man, II know what it isl But it comes too late!" The black border and the black seal had spoken loudly to his vanishing senses His nephew, Lord Greyston, had been ill for sev- eral days-he had diedl The younger man had gone first, and his heir lay breathing his last upon his pillow.
 "Come here, Emily" said he. 1T have