Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1889-08-01

His foot had struck against a small
ob;e lying on the floor in the shadow OF
table. 1t was Philips card-case.
Roselli opened it and read on the first
card, "Mr. Philip Leighton Via
Palestro, No. 49, This is probably the
name of your gallant rescuer," Roselli
added sarcastically. "Rather suss-
picious circumstance to find his card
case lying SO near the plundered desk. )"
"I will keep it for him till he comes,
said Natalia, holding out her hand with
quiet dignity.
"By all means, my dear, keep it till
he comes. hope your confiding patti
ence will not be put to too severe a
str in"
Roselli took one long. searching look
at the card, and resigned the pretty
leather toy to his niece's keeping.
For Philip, also, there was n rude
awakening that morning. A furious
Italian gentleman demanded to see him;
asked an account of the last nights pro-
ceedings, and accused him of stealing
fifteen hundred francs from the Countess
Roselli. A policeman and cab were ut
the door, end before he fairly realized
what was occurring, the bewildered
Philip found himself in cell at the
Bargello. A sad contrast to his dreams
of imbibing draughts of tea and en-
chantment with his fair inGmoratd. He
had no friends i'll Florence of whom he
cared to borrow money, and he was not
in funds to bail himself out to keep his
appointment for four o'clock.
Count Roselli kept his own counsel
as to the summary measures he had
taken, and Withdrew for few days to
his pod,re at Feltro.
As the day wore away with no signs
of Philip, Natalia said to her hand
maiden:
Giacinta, I'm haunted with the fea
that Uncle Gino has done something
desperate about this miserable money.
1 wish you would go to the Via Palestro
and ask for Mr.. Leighton"
Giacinta went, and returned in floods
of tears. Mr.. Leighton had been az
rested that morning. The padrona said
he was such a nice, oren- handed gentle
man; there must be some monstrous
mistake about it all.
Natalie seized pen and paper, and sent
Giacinta to the Bargello with q tear
stained note declaring her belief in his,
Philips entire innocence, and her shame
at her uncle's conduct.
Philip, in durance vile, poured out as
much of his soul as the back of an old
play-bill would hold, in reply.
Thus these two lovers-for the cruelty
of the tyrant uncle had reused in both
young hearts this consuming passion
were made to suffer, each for the dis
tress of the other, in hopeless uncer-
tainty.
The third day of Philips bondage, .
young woman, with handkerchief
bound over one eye, presented herself
ut the Palazzo Roselli and asked for the
young contessa.
"They tell me that a young English
signorino is in prison for stealing the
contessa's money!" she began. "Per-
haps they will let him free if tell what
1 saw on Thursday night when the
money was taken"
"What did you see3 Tell me every
thing!" cried Natalia, eagerly.
"1'm chambermaid in the house
across the street. A bad headache was
on me on Thursday night 1 couldn't
sleep, and came to the window for fresh
cir. I saw two men prop a ladder
against your window. One man was
big, brawny, evil-loolling fellow; the
other was lame"
"This lame man, was he old or
young?"
"Old, signorina, with one shoulder
higher than the othe
"Paolol" said Natalia, under her
breath "my intuition was right. Go
on-what happened then ?"
"The big man began climbing the
ladder. l thought it all looked sus-
picious, and slipped out of my room
to give an alarm. 1t was dark as pitch
in the corridor, and fell down stairs,
giving my head furious blow on the
stone stairs. / was wild and wandering
like till yesterday, because of this
wound on my head. To-day I remem-
Der everything, and thought it right to
tell the signorina contessa.
With all possible haste Natalia dis
patched man of the law to Libro
Aperto, to question Paolo, the farm
servant. Paolo was accused of the theft,
frightened into full confession of his
guilt, and the greater portion of the
money was recovered.
Philip, upon his release from prison,
learned from italian friends the history
of the Roselli family.
The young contessa was considered
little less than an angel by those who
knew her we'll.
'Poor childl" Coz tinued Philips in
formant, "she hasn't friend or pro
tector on earth but that faithful old
nurse, Giacinta. Her uncle is hard,
cruel man, and the rest of the family
are all gone. There is barely enough
money left to keep this young contessa,
the last of long and noble line, from
actual want. The big paiazzo has the
name of being haunted, and they can't
get tenant for any of the scores of
rooms. wish some prince would fall
in love with the contessa and give her
the surroundings she deserves.
81 wonder if poor artist would do
instead" thought Philip, MS he betook
himself to the Palazzo Roselli.
A week later the poor artist, poorer in
his own estimation than in reality,
offered himself heart and soul to the
beautiful patrician.
"My darling Romeo, [ could not live
without you," was her shy response to
his pleading. Il Frank Leslie's.
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