St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-12-09

mockingly among the neighb0ring
gravestUnes, and chilled the hearts of
those who heard the awful echo, the
hitherto silent mourner started wildly.
There was acry of awful agony, pistol
flashed In the sunlight, and moment
later lay half-buried in the soft earth
ten yards away. Quick as a flash the
the intention OF the crazed youth, had
torn the revolver from his grasp, and
castit from HIM like thing accursed.
/, You loved her in iife," he said, point
Ing ftragically to the yawning chasm,
] "do not disgrace her memory" The
would-he suicide looked fiercely at the
speaker for moment, then shook his
hand and walked swiftly from the spot.
The names OF the actors in the little
drama are withheld out Of respect for
the dead and living, but the story will
read Familiarity TO some who are familiar
with the history of the courtship which
almost ended ia tragedy.
81 -i-
Full many flower Is born to blush
unseen," etc., is truism brought to
mind by the condition of affairs in a
house on the West side, wherein reside
something like thirty Italians-leborers
and hucksters. More than one pedes-
his way and listen moment to the
strains of an Italian ditty or operate air
which at times proceed from the unin-
wiling interior of the house referred to.
Clear and bell-like are the notes, invari-
ably soft and sweet the accents of the
song. 1t is Individually and distinctive
ly an Italian voice just such a one as
Patti possessed in the flower of her
youth. The songster is as hand
some as her voice IS melOdiOus-
brunette beauty which only Italian
women develop. Her name is SaraV arano
and she is the daughter of as unattract-
i've pair Of Venetians as ever were
licensed to draw breath and peddle
fruit in the city of st. Paul. Sara has
no knowledge of the science of music
other than that Nature has bestowed on
her, experiences great difficulty in writ
ing her own name, and cooks for a
crowd of the most brigaudish- looking
Italians imaginable. So far she is con-
tent in her humble sphere, and expects
nothing of the world but the cOmmonest
of fare, the most humble of careers.
There may come time, however, when
Sara'S voice willsreach the ear OF some
enterprising operate manager. After
that will come course OF instruction, q
lot of advertising. and the dawn of a
new star in the operate firmament-the
advent of new Sara to wreSt the lau-
rels from he famous nameSake.
l.
The consummate idiot who yoked
himself to calf and then yelled Head
us off somebody, d our fool SOULS"
wasn't whit less sane than the man
who last week married girl with a
tout ensemble like that Of WinnebagO
sQuaw and devil of temper because
she had bank account of about
$4,000. Ii that fellow doesn't wish he
had never seen the shapeless damsel or
her bank book before he is many weeks
older it will he surprise to some who
have known both the bride and gloom
for years. After awhile, when that
mercenary benedict comes down town
i'm tile morning looking as if he had sat
up all night with corpse aud tries to
look cheerful. just for the sake Of APP
pearances, don't sympathize with him,
anybody-he doesn't deserve sympathy.
-Aa~-
"An' doan' like q niger nohow,"
sang fresh youth last evening as he
Stroiied along Minnesota street swing
ing cute little cane and having real
good time all to himself. There was
large cOlored woman standing In the
doorway of a humble mansion who
seemed to regard the refrain as intended
personally, Judging by the way she
mOpped the sidewalk with the al fresco
vocalist.