San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-07-21
Continues from yesterday.

tiers where the principal merrlment OF the
evening was going on and no doubt
thought showed but poor taste to re-
quire to be driven away, even for
short distance, out of Naples on such a
night of feasting and jollity. He stopped
at last; the castellated turrets of the
villa had named were family visible
among the trees; he jumped down from
his box and came to us.
''ShalI drive up to the house?" he
asked, looking as though he would rather
be spared this trouble.
NO" answered indifferently, ''you
need not. The distadce is short We
will walk"
And / stepped out into the road and
paid him his money.
You seem anxious to get back to the
city, my friend said loosely.
ISL davvero!" he replied with decision,
81 hope to get many good fare from
the Count Oliva's marriage-ball to-
night.
"Ah! he is a rich fellow, that Count"
l said as l assisted my wife to alight,
keeping her cloak we'll muffled round her
so that this common fellow should not
perceive the glitter Of her costly cos
tune; Il wish | were he!'
The man grinned and nodded emphat-
ically. He had no suspicion of my
identity. He took me in all probability
for one of those gay gallants''sO common
in Naples, who, on finding at some
public entertainment dana" to their
taste, hurry her off, carefully cloaked
and hooded, to a mysterious nook known
~ rlgs. how
plete the romance of the evening en-
tirely to their own satisfaction. Bidding
me lively buOna notte, he sprang on
his box again, jerked his horses head
violently round with voley OF oaths,
and drove away at rafting pace. Nina
standing on the road beside me, looked
after him with a bewildered air.
'COuld he not have waited to take Us
back?' she asked.
NO." I answered brusquely; 1--WE
shall return by different route.
Come"
And passing my arm round her, led
onward. She shivered slightly, and
there was sound Of querulous COM
plant in her voice as she said:
Have we 10 go much further.
CeSare?"
Three minutes walk will bring US to
our destination" l replied briefly, ad-
ding in softer tone, Are you cold?"
"A little" and she gathered her sables
more closely about her and pressed
nearer to my side. The capriciOuS moon
here suddenly leaped forth like the pale
ghost of a frenzied dancer, standing tip
too IN tho a1Oa nf u rraniritp,,c ,I,,s,, e
black clouds. Her rays, pallidily green
and cold, fell full on the drear stretch of
land before us, touching up with lumin-
Gus distinctneSs those white mysterious
mile-Stones of the COmpo Santo
which mark where the journeys
of men, women and children began
and where they left off, but never en-
plain in what new direction they are
now travelling. My wife saw and stop
ped. trembling violently.
'What place is this?" she asked ner-
vously.
In all her life she had never visited a
cemetery-she had too great horror of
death
sit is where keep all my treasures"
l answered, and my voice sounded
strange and harsh in my U.N sar.,
while L ughtened my grasp OF her full,
warm waist. Come with me, my be-
loved" and in spite of my eff
forts, my tone was one of bitter
mockery. with me you need
have no fear! Gomez
And | led her on, too powerless to re-
sist my force, too startled to speak-on,
on, on, over the rank dewy grass and
unmarked ancient graves--on, till the
% low frowning gate of the house of my
dead ancestors faced neon, on, on.
with the strength of ten devils in my
arm as | held heron, on, on, to her
just doom!