The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-04-22

clothing not in use was hung up, ard, hay
ing exchanged his working frock for
doublet of plain black velvet, he buckled
on a light rapier and put on his cap. As he
came back, he stopped before the canvas
on his easel, and took hold of the light
| silken covering for the purpose of dropping
| it over the painted surface. He had shaken
| out the folds, and was upon the point of let
| ting 1t fall, when he paused, standing for a
| time as though in dream.
The conversation he had held with the
Princess came back to him, and with q
thought that fairly startled him.
who shall say what the end may hes" he
solloquized. Suppose that old woman's
keen eye should have detected something
| akin to the TRUTH And suppose she should
speak of it to the Duke; or, what is more
| likely, to Count Denaro; or she may give
give her suspicious to Stetfano! o. how l
despise that mani Should Antonio die
| childless, as he is now, his brother would
reign in his place. Steffano Farnese, Duke
of Parnal Would the people suffer ita
Heaven send that l come not in contact
with him. His insolence would madden me
beyond my power of self-control. | know
not why loathe that man as do. But
know that am not alone in my feeling to-
ward him.
But" he went on, turning again to the
picture on the easel, IF that woman
oElCehss Iub IluCeSS Will Dt DSIllllluSu w
visit here no more. In that event | Will
paint the face after my own inspiration,
| and the Duke may take tic leave it to me,
| as he pleases. 1t may be tn face Of Isabel; ;
| 1T may be another face. But, be what it
may, it shall be worthy of the place | give
it. Yet-the Princess may continue her
| sittings. We cannot tell. Ere long |
could have her beautiful features so fixed
upon the canvas that could not go astray
IN the finishing tones"
Once more he started to let fall the cur
tain, and again held his hand and gazed
upon the features outlined on the canvas.
| ''O isabel My Lowell Ny Ifel 1t may not
be so darksome as my fears would picture
| it, If thou hast loved me of thine own
will and purpose; if thy heart hath
been given to me wholly and entirely; if it
would give thee pain to be separated from
| me; If, in short, thy love for me hath pos
sessed me, why should the separation be:
If | am permitted to read thy character
| Alright, when thou lowest it must be with all
| thy soul, and all thy strength. If thus
thou lowest me should not do the grievous
wrong to forsake thee. By my lifel if |
| thought thy happiness in all the time to
come lay in thy love for me, would risk
| everything. We will find foreign foot
hold and home, where love shall be our life!
| Olmy darling! God keep theem
| Then he let the curtain fall and turned
| away; and having set few things in their
| proper places he went out, closing and lock-
| ing the door after him.
| Old Madelon had spoken to her mistress
of the sun as though it were sinking from
| sight; but instead of that it had, at that
time, scarcely touched the tops of the talest
| trees; and when Zanoni stepped forth upon
the sidewalk it lacked yet several minutes OF
setting. The daylight and the beautiful
| twilight would last for an hour at least.
A favorite walk with the artist was along
the bank of the river-the Parma, which
flowed through the city, was very nearly its
center, from south to north. He loved tC
watch the children there at play: to lOok
upon the beautiful white swans that hoated
on the tide. and to see the gayly decked
gondolas as they piled to and fro, bearing
their happy freights of pleasure-seekers
He had struck the path heslnost loved, and
was walking thoughtfully on, looking over
the water, but really seeing nothing, when
loud voices ahead of attracted his attention
and on looking in that direction he
saw that which troubled him, ana for a
brief space he was undecided as to the
course he should pursue. What he saw was
this: yle-
Four young men, all noblemen, two oil
whom he knew but too we'll These latter
were Count Giuseppe Denaro and Steffano
Farnese, called Marquis by courtesy.
Count DenarO was a well-built man
slightly below the medium height. broad
shouldered and Stout but his fiesh--and he
was decidedly inclined to embonpoint--was
rather of adipose tissue than muscle He
was of dark complexion, black hair and
black eyes, and very good looking He
| might be called handsome. His age was
| five-and-twenty. His father had been dead
several years, and he was now the head OF
his family-a family of wealth and an cient
lineage