Telegram-herald., 1890-06-28


-lsre3 thar sAs I'D rot vantto give np ha
place Is secretary un-ii the las1 d2y. III
F being 2-eo tie VISA Il Sne zrcres-
F young ul2a. ard - ca and - ts<L1,
+ t1s sans elset.
The &asAer had a. that time 5ust CON
F caenced : romance. Ia the plot of whle1
MS dA1ghtsr was very mucA Interested
OIs ul9<ning. after much Era3Labllne
and hee I2l1a. she sAi1. Al, how proul
F | shoui BE- II this book could Be finish
q AL s-hcated - me- ca my wedding
day. 81 las = fns present that woald be.
We va see. replied her father, ana hs
really hs1 tAs iEtentlon of gratifying
her. Bat, zs the time approached the
{ authors rein diminished, hls GlsoDedent
I fancy refused hin oolors and rlsures; hs
Z could nor b..1ish his daughter IIoIn Ii.
Iudy. AM yet he eoaid not see her sit
ting here. her head beat over the paper
without thinking Of something yery
different from his romance.
'Oh. poor papar exclaimed Emilia.
rising ard throwing herself into hh
arms. Bat he gently disengaged her,
and. controlling his own emotion, begged
her 70 take her place again, and went oa
with has story.
Thus. when only two months wers
lacking Of the time fixed for the mar
riage, be had finished but half Of tn
work, and when bat two weeks remain
ed be had scarcely accomplished two
thirds OF the whole 1t was then seen 10
be impossible 10 publish it on the we'd
ding day; nevertheless, Emilia
There; you have at last called her By
her right name"
Emilia continued 70 come every morn
ing TO the study, and to write the periods
and phrases that dropped laboriousl!
from the exhausted imagination Of the
romancer."
Exhausted? Don't say that papa
There are some beautiful pages in you:
book"
You are not an impartial judge, ca
rina."
''- of the romance; however. the die
tator was often interrupted. Father and
daughter would look at each other ten
derly; take each other by the hand, as i
going over again the long years passed II
faithful conmunality OF thought; and
without saying so openly. seemed u
thank each other for the good mutually
done in the past, and to beg forgiveness
for what might have been amiss.
Tho wedding day was set for Monday
the third Monday in May, and the young
man went on the preceding Saturday K
bring his aged mother 10 the marriage
He was to arrive by the noon train, and
the ceremony was to take place at
o'clock. On that morning, the les
morning. the author went down, as Us
ual, TO his study; but he certainly di(
not expect to see his daughter appear
before him there. Judge of his plessur'
and astonishment when before the bel
stopped striking the hour she came intC
the room, her face more beautiful tina,
ever, for the delicate pallor that flittet
across it. To his expression of surpris,
she answered, i want to be your secre
tary today, Also and seated herself Il
tho accustomed place before the half I'm
ished sheet of the day before.
But at that moment the author scarce
ly remembered Of having a romance t.
write. The characters and situations O
his personages were quite indifferent Il
him lie thought of the romance of hi
own life. of which the most beautiful
chapter was just ending, and instead o
debating to her he would rather TAX
his daughter on his knee, to tell he
again the stories of her babyhood, at TIT
same time pushing back the clustering
brown curlS that shadowed her fore
head He woul@ rather have told he
all he had in his heart, would rather
have expressed all the fond wishes which
would follow her away from the thresh
old of home. all the hopes that he cher
ished for her happiness, and that OF be-
companion. But who knows when ht
would have finished If he had commenced
in that way. lie remembered. instead
that he bad promised her something foI
a wedding present, which 1t was nov
impossible to give her.
"A strange idea struck him, and takin;
fresh paper, he dictated lot Of foohsi
things that passed through his mind.
1t struck o'clock. Emilia made al
involuntary movement. Her father un
derstood that it was time to close.
Then when it struck 9 and he saw tn
girl uneasy iii her seat
THAT is not So"
Eyes, indeed it is"
He leaned over the manuscript anC
added with his own hand:
What then. papaf"
"Give me the pen"
10 ny daughter on her wedding day
"GIORGIO TAssERI."
'FOh. babbo, caro- babbo. how good yo-
arer' cried Emilia, escaping from Tn
chair
This time you viii let me kiss you. "
Without doubt" replied he, givin
Eer two scnorous kisses.
But now go and dress yourself AM
make yourself beautiful for hin"
she ran to the door as if her feet wer
winged, but suddenly turned back quit
ashamed. She had forgotten to take th
manuscript But fortunately her fathe
had not noticed It. He had turned agai
to the window, and was gazing out int
the garden, whore the nightingales, con
cealed among the leaves, were trillin
their songs OF love. e."-Translated for Chi
cago Evening Herald from the Italian c
EnTico Castlcnuovo by Annette Croker