Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1890-12-04
BEAUTIFUL EYES.
Lady Adrene and the Fruit Vend-
er's Daughter.

er's Daughter.
Young Count Telos, who lived at Flor
ence, had inherited all Of the pride and
cruelty of his fathers nature. butas yet
it had wanted occasion to call 1t forth.
His beauty, intellect, position and
wealth made him general favorite,
and he was fond of study and Of art.
His library was full OF choicest books
and manuscripts, and his gallery was
hung with rare and beautiful paintings.
Conspicuous among his portraits were
women whose eyes were the most beau
tiful that the nainter's art could pro-
ducc. Telos had a passion for lovely
ewes. lie said that when he married he
would marry the most beautiful pair OF
eyes in all Italy.
For years after reaching manhood his
heart was free. because among the
many lovely women whom he met none
had eyes even so fair as the portraits in
his gallery. At last the Lady Adrene,
of Rome, came with her father to live In
Florence.
When Telos first saw Adrene his heart
was lost; it had drifted into the abyss
of her beautiful eyes. and his fate was
sealed, for never had he seen such eyes
before. His attention was wei! received,
and before month her portrait, With
the eyes initiated as we'll as the great
artist, Carrcto OF Naples, could copy
them, hung in his gallery, and the
original had consented to be his wife.
The happiest man in Italy was Telos,
and he was proud of tho beauty of his
Adrenc. And Adrene was happy, Re-
cause through Telos wealth she hoped
to repair her fathers broken fortune,
the poverty of which she had we'll con-
cealed from all in Florence, for none
there knew that his wealth had gone
through the reckless gambling habit OF
himself and his daughter, and that with
barely enough to keep up appearances
for few months he had left Rome and
settled down in Florence with the hope
that his daughters beauty would win
her wealthy husband.
The day for the wedding was fixed,
and Telos sent invitations to all his
friends, and he invited his schoolmate,
Bacenis, of Naples, to spend tho three
weeks before his marriage with him.
When Bacenis arrived Telos was i'm
patient for him to see the beautiful
Adrene, and after the meeting no was
Just as impatient to hear his friend
praise her.
"Isn't sho beautiful, and isn't she
grand?" asked Telos.
"She is, indeed" answered Bacenis,
'and hopo she is as good as she is
beautiful. and as noble as she is grand.
'She is" said Telos, with delight
"And her eyes! There are no eyes sc
beautiful among all the glorious eyes
of Italy"
Before Bacenis could reply to thi:
there was an interruption by a servant
who announced that the artist Carrett
was waiting to show new and beauti
full portrait to Telos.
II will see him presently" said Telos
Now, Bacenis, tell me did you eve
before see eyes so beautiful as those o
Adrene?"
"Yes, I believe that have" answered
his friend, frankly. Even more beau
tiful."
mo, don't say So" exclaimed Telos
"Wherc?"
AT Naples" answered Bacenis
Not in Italy. Impossible!" sai(
/ Telos. Don't say SC, Bacenis. Tel
me that you are only joking, to plagu
your friend little"
but it is the truth" quietly replie'
Bacenis
Then it shall not be-" quickly re
piled Telos, and flendish look MARIE,
the beauty of his features. He contin
ued who is she?"
Her name is Donarel. She is
daughter to Mother Camilla, the frui
vender," said his friend.
The daughter OF low fruit vende
Adrenew cried Telos- mo! mol yo
make me mad. Leave me. Have Cal
reto come with his picture to chang
my thoughts"
He was left to himself. and Wake
tho floor with closed teeth and clinche
hands. When Carreto was shown |
with the picture Telos, in an impatieu
voice, asked: what have you?"
"A new portrait for your inspection,
answered the artist THE eyes wi
give you JOY"
'Whatl have you again painted m
Adrene?" inquired Telos
mo 1t is Of another, whom | wa
fortunate to meet The eyes are NOR
beautiful than those OF Lady Adren,
Let me show you" replied Carreto.
Nor said Telos. Cover it from m
sight shall never see eyes moi
beautiful than those of my love. Wher
is it? Who is it?n
The artist paused a moment in astol
ishment before answering: Maple
Her name is Donarel."
The plague take you allr' cried th
infuriated Telos. as he draw his swor
and tore the canvas into shreds "Al
you all in league against me? Ava,
before take your life"
Three days after this sorrow came
the heart of Mother Camilla, at Maple
Her beautiful daughter, Donarel, W;
found wandering in the streets bin,
and with all color from her eyes, VIII
did it mean?
The girl said that early that mornir
two men had met her on the street, an
sitting her with cloak. had carrie
her to a room. she knew not where. sr
there they had poured something In
her eyes aud that she couldn't see si