Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-07-25

Gus and fatal Significance. I was 30
occupied with the consideration OF
II that scarcely attended TO the words
addressed to me by the Duke di Marina,
who, walking beside me, seemed
disposed TO converse with more
familiarity than was his usual Gus
tom. We reached the door OF
the dining-room; which at our approach
was thrown wide open, and deli
cious strains OF music met our ears as we
entered. Low murmers OF astonishmenS
and admiration broke from all the gent
lemen as they viewed the sumptuous
scene before them. pretended not to
hear their eulogies, as took my seat at
the head Of the table. with Guido Ferrari
OH my right hand and the Duke di Mari
ia on my left. The music sounded
louder and more triumphant, and while
all the camlpany were seating themselves
in the places assigned TO them. choir
OF young fresh voices broke forth
into o Neapolitan "madrigale"-which
as far as can translate II ran as fol-
lows
"Welcome the festal hour!
Pour the red wine into cups OF gold!
Health to the men who are strong and
bold!
Welcome the festal hour!
Waken the echoes with riotous mirth--
Cease to remember the sorrows OF earth
In the joys OF the festal hour!
Wine is the monarch of laughter and
light,
Death himself shall be merry tonight!
Hail to the iestal hour!"-
An enthusiastic clapping Of hands re-
warded this effort on the part Of the I'M
seen vocalists, and the music having
ceased, conversation became general.
by Heavcn!' exclaimed Fcrrari, III
this OIympian carOuse is meant Us well
come to me, AMIGO, all l can say Is that
do not deserve it. Why,it is more lit for
the welcome OF one king to his neiGhbor
sovereign"
"Ebbene!" said. "Are there any
better kings than honest men? Let us
hope we are thus far worthy OF each
others esteem"
lie flashed bright look Of gratitude
upon me and was silent, listening TO the
choice and complimentary phrases ut
tered by the Duke di Marina concerning
the exquisite taste displayed in the ar
raagemcnt Of the table.
You have no doubt travelled much In
the East, Contc," said this noblcman.
"Your banquet reminds me of an ORR
entail romance once read called
"Vathek."
exactly" exclaimed Guido. II think
Olivia must be Vathek HIMSELF"
Scarcely" said, smiling coldly. IL
lay no claim to supernatural experiences.
The realities OF life are sufficiently won
derful for me-"
Antonio Biscardi, the painter, re-
fined gentle-ieatured man, looked to-
wards us and said modestly.
II think you are right, Conte. The
beauties OF nature and Of humanity are
so varied and profound that were 1t not
for the inextinguishable longing after
immortality which has been placed in
every one OF us, / think we should DO
perfectly satisfied with this world
as IL is"
"You speak like an artist and man
of even temperament" broke In the
Marchese Gualdro, who had finished his
soup quickly in order to be able to talk
talking being his chief delight. For
me, am never contented. never have
enough Of anything. That is my nature.
When see lovely flowers, l wish more
of them,-when behold a fine sunset, |
desire many more such sunsets,-when l
look upon lovely woman
''You would have lovely women ad in
finitum!" laughed the French Capitaine
de Hamal? 'En verite, Gualdro, you
should have been Turk"
"And why not?" demanded Gualdro.
1.-THE Turks are very sensible people
they know how to make coffee better
than we do. And what is more fascinat-
ing than q harem? 1t must be like
fragrant hot-house, where one Is Tree to
wander every day, sometimes gathering
a gorgeous lily, sometimes simple vio-
et-sometimes-"