Arizona republican., 1892-08-28

ny, Wuo WSio NOiJ hihu to ucr. chc tasted all the sweets of idleness and lux ury and was adored by her husband She was for awhile perfectly happy
 But slowly, surely, a nameless long ing crept into her soul. She felt her life dull and uninteresting. The artist with. in her got the better of her Her one great longing was to act once more, to tread the stage as of yore, to live the life for which she was born. She dreamed of it at night, she dreamed of it by day, but she never spoke of it, Her word had been pledged and she must keep it.
 Society had ceased to charm her All occupation was wearisome She turned her attention to the poor and was boun- tiful to them. Among other wretched people, she gave aims to the poor crea- lures in the debtors prison It was in the year 1S47. At that day, in the place where she abode, creditor who chose could cast his debtor into foul prison and let him rot there
 There was, believe, some law which made it compulsory to give the man who owed money which he could not pay bread and water. For all else he had to depend on charity, and there were bars in his cage behind which he could sit thrusting out his hand for whatever pitiful strangers chose to give.
 The Countess Adelaide had often spoken to one unfortunate man, a gen tleman whose debt was very large, ,and one day it came into her mind that there was a way in which he might be deliv cred from his bonds and restored to his helpless wife and children Accord ingly, she spoke of it to her husband.
 Her idea was to give an entertainment to the public, the object being specified in the public prints and in private letters The tickets sold at high prices; actors of position would be implored to offer their services, and she herself would take the principal part.
 To this the count gave his consent His parents, after some demur, agreed that acting for charity, and to such an audience, was not objectionable, and one night the play was put upon the boards of a magnificent theater
 Once more Adelaide, in all the splendor of queenly costume, walked the stage Once more she was happy. And how she acted!
 Applause rent the air. Her wonder ful genius impressed all who listened. The old delight in it returned to her husband, and none was more enthusiastic than his relatives do not know what the play was, or 1 would give its name to my readers, but those who saw it that night never forgot it.
 How often did they call the beautiful countess before the curtainl how often did she smile and courtesy and kiss her hands to themi She was happy for the first time for long, long months A good deed had been done. The poor debtor was happy, too, for his debt had been paid, and he had money besides to begin the world with on his day of freedom His wife knelt to kiss the hand of the benevolent countess, and the poor man himself, bewildered by his unexpected good fortune, could only weep Happi. ness was restored to home that had | been very miserable As for Adelaide | herself, hope arose in her heart. The sensation her acting had caused was so i tremendous that the whole feeling of | her husbands family changed. Italians are all artists enough to feel pride in genius like hers, and when she unbur- dehed her heart to them and told of her longing to return to the stage they gave | their consent, and so that greatest of all | modern actresses, Adelaide Ristori, be. gan the triumphant career that has made her name known in every country in the world as the greatest of all mod i ern tragic actresses.
 Surely no one can say that truth may not be as romantic as fiction.-Mary Kyle Dallas in Preside Companion.