The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-01-24

might; never fear" and waving kiss 20
her father she disappeared behind the
statue.
What do you think Of my daughter,
milordf the old italian asked. and no.
ticed an eager intention in his voice.
''she is perfect, seignor," say. without
hesitation.
81 am glad you think thus" he said sim
ply. ayes, the word perfect describes my
Marguerite exactly. she is perfect in face
and form. aud as near perfection 40 dispo-
sition as mortal can well be. Now, MI
lord, l am an old man. at any time death,
the fell destroyer, may lay me low, and
what then will become Of my darlinRf She
has no relative in the world save me ana no
friends. with the exception of an old woman
who reared her from babe. This ID the
thought that haunts me always. what will
become OF her when death overpakes mef
"Seignor," say Impulsively, II am in
love with your daughter. IL is true have
only seen here once, but it matters not.
loved her as soon as my eyes fell on her
beautiful face, and ifssyou are willing, Will
WOO and win her for my wife"
'Ah, MILFORD, you have but spoken aloud
the hitherto unuttered wish OF my heart
When you win her consent come with me
and will 20 with YOU to the church and
see You safely married. After that my mis-
sion in life will be accomplished" he said
Urls WIN DfOD1Stlc SaOEekbe WHICH L 0k4
not understand until later
At the expiration of a month, dur1Dg
which time / had seen Marguerite every
day, and found her to be all that her father
had described her and more, she consented,
with soft bushes, to be my wife, and on the
following day we were married. After the
ceremony | took my bride to the inn at
which resided, and Lorenzo, after kissing
bis daughter passiOnately dozen times and
GhakfuU hand MN r4alx VpaY11o6 his
back 80 his lonely dOmicile and left US alone
to our welded happiness. Later In the
afternoon small urchin came to my inn
and handed me a note, which, upon OPEN
leg 1 found to be from my father-in-law.
1t contained the following lines;
Come at once to my hermitage. Do not
bring my darling with you.
Lorenzo"
Telling Marguerite that an important
matter called me out, and that she must not
become alarmed if [ should be detained
later than thought, put on my hat and
walked rapidly in the direction of the
PERMITS abode. AS l traversed the dark
woods, the mournful signing of the wind
among the trees, and the sad piercing cry
of some night bird, gave me quite an eeris
sensation, and | was glad indeed when l
reached my destination. All was quiet
around the Italians dwelling, but as this
was not unusual, l inserted my
latch key and entered. The room was ar
ranged as usual, and not seeing my father
In law descended to the hail" Alas de-
struction lay before me; from their pedes-
tails the beautiful figures lay shivered to
atoms and among the awful debris lay my
brides father, dead, deadl As gazed at
the rigid form lying among the RUNS ter
rible horror OF it all came over me, and |
was about turning away and leaving the
spot whoa my attention was arrested.
1 knew he would do it, poor master" a
voice near me sobbed. and looking around /
saw an old italian woman crouched in a
corner weeping bitterly. Going up to her l
touched her gently on the arm.
Are you my wife's nurse p' asked.
Eyes sir" she moaned. II nursed Miss
Rita from a little baby"
ing up the place l took her with me to the
Inn. 1t was long time before l succeeded
IN hushlng Marguerites heart-broken sobs
that night, for she loved her father dearly.
After the funeral a lawyer came round
with will made recently. IN which Lorenzo
lett all OF bis earthly possessions to his
daughter and her husband. had the costly
things packed away, aud two days after my
wife, her nurse and mysslf left for England,
taking with us also several bags of gold
which the hermits banker turned over to
me. i have now been married for five
years, and am the proud possessor of a peer
less wife and three lovely children they
inherit their looks from the maternal side),
the eldest of whom is called Lorenzo / will
now end my narrative like fairy tale, land
we lived happily ever nfter.n