Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-10-15

no GOu bit 1n tears beEind IL.
 We had some difficulty about a gondola, as it was an hour before their own was ordered, and the princess had departed in hers. Fi- nally Polenta succeeded in getting one which took tic two ladies and the maid and into which hc got himself, 1 returning to the now deserted studio. My pictures were both sufficiently advanced. c0u,I finish them without another sitting; but felt sense of desolation, Of dcsertion- l know not what-as 1 looked around the suddenly emptied room, and thought how Gueerly, how suddenly trouble and sorrow had succeeded to conteutment and joy. And 1 had a mixed sensation cs 1 looked at the two pictures Which of those two women did 1 admire tho most? 1 could have but an artistic interest i'll either. The great black eyes of the princess looked at me full; those of EuDErOsyne werc turned away. They were both adorable, both ill great trouble. Rank, fortune and beauty had not protected the princess from tho saddCst of calamities. Beauty and innocence had not protected and would not protect Emily.
 went out and locked the studio. There are some moments when the problems of hu- man destiny are too intensely puzzling for us. 1 took gondola, and rowed over to the Lido. Thero l spent the day with tho quiet Armenian brothers, and returned to a l2to dinner
 l saw only Dr. Sebast;a2 and Cesarc. They told mo that Blanca had had a bad day, Rn1 that tho princess was deeply anxious. Later saw Poienta, who said that the Sin clairs were going tomorrow; that tho colonel was deeply disgraccd, and that the ladies were, of course, very sad. l sent up n!y eard, but was refused adUittance. But as l was sitting late at night in tho little ialcOny which overhangs tho canal l felt a soft hand ou my shoulder, and turning saw Emily. II have come to bid you Good-bv," said she. "You have been too kind and too good to me to leave you without Q word 1 want to ask you to save my picture u2til 1 ask it of you, and give you an address which will d. ways reach ITO, and will ycu--givc this to Prince Cesare!'
 Hero the poor girl broke down entirely, and placed chair for her, ard cceing her lean her arms on the old stone balcony, where, perhaps many q fair Venetian had dropped the inevitable tears of wonlanhood before her, allowed her to givo way to her emo tion before I answered her.
 l I looked St the address she had given me. It was to a part of Englanl which knew very well, and to a noble name of whom 1 had heard much-Lord Grcystonc. So this young beauty with the disreouta0lo father | had 0 good foothold in sound healthy Eng i land; the thought gave me mGcH comfort. 'My dear Miss Emily" said, as sho grew calmer, ''you may depend on my friendship; command me in any way. havc read your face during our short acquaintance, and I think l see a wholo history in it. Trouble and sorrow havo come early and uninvited to tho youngest of tho gracesr but have seen courage and frmness there to meet them. i You depart tomorrow; take my address and
 writo to mo always, if I can befricnd you"
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 fully, and I pressed it, for the first timo, to my lips.
 The next day passed Gloomily enough. At
 dinner I saw tho Princess and Cesarc, and
 heard that Dianca was somewhat better; but
 during dinner we heard a loud scream from
 tho upper rooms which brought us ell to our
 feet It was tho voice of Maddalena, which
 both recognized with horror, for it probably
 meant that Blanca had destroyed herself.
 Dr. Sebastiani had seized my arm as he
 left the table, and mechanically dragged nc
 along with him. When VIC reached tho apart.
 ncnt of tho Princess we were relieved of ou1
 worst fear by seeing Blanca standing over
 Maddalena calmly, while the latter was cx
 a1nininr the contents of the Russia leather
 bag.
 ''Madamo's jewels! Gdadamcs jewels!
 have lost them; they arc gonc!7 shrielied tho
 poor Abigail. "Hero arc tho miscrab blc
 painter rags of n1aden.osel!c, the Enclish
 Ohl 1 have taken her sachot instead O.
 mino!' It was truo; there wero poor Emily
 painting materials most unlnistakably.
 T remember she came and spoke to !n
 while I was packing them, and she looked a Nadame's bracelet that had Prince Cesaro' portrait; sho has stolen them; she has been thief! screamed the frightened MaddGlcna. Ut is q lie! Silence, womanE' said Cesaro IL: l:..A. ! Sinclair thief You havo but to send fo your towels mamma. Miss Sinclair las un < doubtedly by this time had fright equal t , Maddalena's;" and ho spoke Ec tenderl,
 took up poor Enily's little bag. :, ''Stop, my dear Prince,n said Dr. Sebas = tiana taking hold of tho bag; ''this is a cas :. for the police"
 In few minutes an official and his aid CT tered tho room, and in the presence Of u3 al o examined the Russian leather bag. Oh. hol !, TOT Of horrors, Down among tho watc :, color boxes gleamed tho brilliant ruby brace ;, let with it's medallion portrait cf Ccsert = Alas, poor Emily!
 "This establishes hor guilt, said Dr. Sebas tianl ''She intended but to taAo this, bu
 was overcome by temptation and sacrifice
 the lesser to the greater; probably sho e a pected to get both"
 - Do you know who you are attacking, Dl Sebastiani?' said l. "The daughter of noble English family, and one who is purit V and goodness itself"
 II know that am attacking the daughte !. of G ruined gamhler-a man to whom none .. >. at this moment is most necessary" said b > Sebastiani; land I cannot allow so great 4 loss as that Of the San Marco rubies to occr " because two young gentlemen arc charme ,, with tho pretty face of tho young Enslis 4 girl" Ah wretched old Itaian V For ono moment Cesare and made cor 2 mon cause; our eyes met and we extende
 our hands to each other.
 .s ''We will save her." said I. At that m <. ment tho great beautiful eyes of the Prince 70 70 met nina. She held the hand of h 2. n afflicted daughter ill hers, and look < at us both with a silent reproac :. Were we not forgetting her and u .' t great sorrow and the insult which had be s, put upon her? If it were possible that tt ae ae girl had so far outraged tho confidence a, 70 70 friendship which this noble lady had shoV .e her, what crime could be more cruel, mo Ss S unforgivable1
 'o And what did know of the Sinclairsa =" had met them in Q railway carriage. I h od no possible right to speak for them, yet V sl--H-