Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1891-11-28

49, f'ff' ftA ~ AAfAAtNlH q ANNNNA ~ nun
eagerly, trying hard to detect roine
faiut shadow Of uneasncss. But he
seood beneath my pistol, picking out
ripe cherries from his cap and splitting
out the stones, souie Of which fell near
me!
Ills Indifference onragcd me.
"'What Is the use thought |, of dc
priving him Of life. when he sets no
value upon III AS this savage thought
fitted through my brain lowered the
pistol.
"'You don't seem 10 be ready for
death,'-I said; you are eating your
breakfast. and don't want to interfere
with you
"'You don't Interfere with mo IN the
least, he replied. DO good enough to
fire; or don't fire II You prefer It; tho
shot remains with you, aud shall be at
your service Mt any moment
81 turned to tho seconds, Informing
them that had no intention OF firing
that day. and with this the duel ended.
resigned my commission and retired to
this little place. Since then not single
day has passed that have not Thought
Of my revenge, and now the hour has
arrived"
silvio took from his pocket the letter
hehad received that morning. aud handed
q 10 mo 20 read. Some one o. seemed TO
be his business AGENT wrote TO him from
Moscow. that certain individual was
soon to be married to a young and beau
tiiul girl.
"You guess" said silvio, "who tho
certain individual Is. am starting for
Moscow. We shall see whether ho will
be Ms indifferent now "a he was some
time ago, when In presence OF death he
ate sherriesl'
Many years passed, aud family cir
cumstanccs obliged me TO settle In the
poor little village Of N.
Four verats from my place was large
estate belonging 20 Count D., but the
steward alone lived there. The countess
had visited her domain once only, just
after her marriage, aud sho then only
lived there about u month.
However, In the second spring Of my
retirement there was report TINT the
countess, with her husband, would come
20 spend the summer ON her estate, aud
they arrived at the beginning Of June.
The first Sunday after her arrival |
went to the village and presented myself
TO the count aud countess Ms their near
noighbor and humble servant.
Tho doors opened, and u mun, about
thirty-two and very handsome, entered
the apartment. tried to be SELF pos.
sessed, aud began 10 introduce myself,
but he forcsiallod me.
His easy and agreeable conversation
soon dissipatcl my nervous timidily.
was already passing into my usual
manner when suddenly the countess en-.
tered and became moro confused than
ever. She was indeed beautiful.
Tho count presented me- was aux-
ious TO appear at ease, but the moro !
tried to assume On air o. restraint the
more awkward felt mysclf becoming.
Meanwhile walked about the room
examining the books and pictures.
In pictures am no cOnnoisseur, hut
one OF tho counts attracted my particu'
lar notice. 1t Represented view Of
Switzerland. Twas not, however, struck
by tho painting, but by the fact that II
was shot through by two bullets, one
planted just on top OF the other.
"a good shot" l remarked, turning 10
the count.
"Yes,n he replied; "a very remarkable
shot"
"Tho best shot ever knew used 10
shoot every day" said, "and at least
three times every day before dinner"
"And what sort OF shot was hep
asked the count.
"rhis sort, count; II he saw n fly settle
on the wall--you smile, countess, but ]
assure you Il Is a fact-when hn saw the
iy he would call out, 'Kouska, my
pstolr Kousl,a brought him tho loaded
pistol. A crack, and the ily was crushed
into the waltz
"And what was his name:"
"Silvio was his name"
"Silvio" exclaimed the count, starting
from his seat. "You know silyioy'
GLOW could fail TO know himg We
were comrades; he was received at our
mcsa like brother officer. II is n0w
about five years since last had tidlngs
of him. Then you, count, also knew
him"
~ knew him very well. Did he never
tell you Of one very extraordinary Incl
dent IN his lifc,'
"Do you mean tho slap in the face
count, that he received from black
guard at u ballf'
"He did not tell you the name Of this
blaokguardY'
"No, count, he did not. Forgive me,
added, guessing the truth, "forgive mC
Il did not-could 1t really have beer
youy'
at was myself" replied tho count
greatly agltated, land the shots in The
picture are mennonite Of our last meet
ing
"oh, my dear" said the countess, $40,
Gods sake do not relate il, It frlghteui
me to think Of IT,"
mo" replied tho counti II must tel
him all. lie knows how iusulted hi
friend. He shall also know how silyit
reyenged himself"
The count pushed chair toward mo
and with the liyeliest interest listened
to the following storyi
"l'ive years ago" began the count, g.
got married. The honeymoon | spen
here In this village. To this house l an