Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1892-12-08
A MOMENTS PASSION.


might be imperiling his happiness and
l5eatrice's by just crossing 70 Capri fol-
a week.
A week is but seven days, yet al
twenty-five one may live great deal in
seven days, especially if you include the
evenings, with Il bright moon to them,
and the Bay Of Naples for it to shine
upon.
Beatrice and her mother remained at
the Hotel Victoria in Naples. They
We're Fuiconers, well-known people, and
Phil was engaged to Bee. She was
pretty girl, but after the colder type of
English beauty. For instance, she was
not prone to express admiration for
things and landscapes, though she felt
1t. Her mother went to and fro, looking
ut what she was hidden to look at, and
eXclaiming: "Wonderful! What ex-
cellent tastep' and that sort of thing.
Beatrice behaved as though her mother
spoke for her also. Mrs. Falconer was
a fine figure Of woman, and carried
her long-stemmed tOrtoisc-shcll glasses
with considerable grace.
But there was no doubt about Bees
affection for Phil, who was a cousin Of
n remote kind. Phil knew that this was
sure of her arm in his at moments of
supreme ecstasy; when, for instance,
they were listening to the music in the
villa Gardens on u royal afternoon in
May VI strolling up and down the Via
Caracciolo at promenade time. with the
crimson sunset clouds over the glorious
bay, Vesuvius u beauteous purple shade,
witha gOld-tipped coronet, and the long
a. Al.
arms of siren? Yes, Phil knew his little
cousin better than any one else in the
world and was content that he was to
marry her when she was 81.
AS an artist of means, the young man
was not compelled to sue nature and his
own artistic moods with crushing earn
estncss. He had about a thousand a
year, and painted only when the passion
was strong on him.
In Naples, Strange to say, he had not
once taken up a brush. And yet it was
not 50 very strange, either. For they
had lived in fashionable whirl, with
dinners and tennis in the garden of the
Prince di Gastro-who adored all things
English--suppers at Posilippo under the
starlight with the splash of the blue
waves against the base Of their supper
table, the theatre, and Wagner's operas
al lhe great mouse at san Carlo which
costs the Neapolltans So much to MAIN
| tain.
How should the sweet spirit Of art
ma i corner III his soul i'll the midst Of
this racket2 1t tried to do so now and
again, when, for example, they sat on
| their hotel balcony and looked at the
moonlight on the bay, and listened to
me seducins melody OF mandolins be-
low them. But Beatrice was then its
rival. iler cold little hand, set lightly
On PhlFs slnewy brown ones, banished
IL when u seemed likely to assert its
NOBLE sway.
And SO ~ Q moment Of dutifulness to
ms IDEALS, l'hll sald, one day:
must so to Capri"
Mrs. falconer declined positively to
make TINS little voyage Of four or five
nolfs. she was wont to feel very i'll
during the crossing from Calais to
Dover. Besides, the Bay of Naples has
vigorous llttle waves At times, and the
packet boat Is mean affair.
"Oh, mamma" sighed disappointed
Bee-but 1t was no use, 49,
That was how Phil came to set off by
himself. lie waved his handkerchiefin
the direction OF the Hotel Victoria for
several minutes, and then, having
ilSRtea cigar, turned his attention to
MS ielloW passengers and the gray,
ANGULAR shape winch was soon to de-
claie itseli denhitely as the witching
!sllha Whlch lipefiuS tried to make
INTO palace ana country seat both in
one.
Le ,ass ~ were what he expected
can,,,n,' aIatomio' we gentlemen IN
uetiiiail -ni'e'e straw mats ana coats fitting
IS IS. 4, " tio Mals1' wearing spectacles
so wy, u,io, nlV pals' WIN tlil cases-tor
fHrth 49,, 70 81, s1Goiiliens, ana SO
t,ar,, 81, - tiieit SHOULDERS, ana
o n th e.oi ,, dDsoioea N thelf Baedekers,
~, 1870 iS euough 10
ps;ae - 81 uus'eI' Two Or three
ioatts ~ ~ itshl suits louhSed ABOUT, re-
JeTtins tn9 aoufesses o. the men who
seii eolai pms, tortoise.shell combs, and
J III o. Nga9olltan cahzohl;" but he
w q. ny ieei uiaWn 10 mem.
I, sh'il NC rather Slau when have
~ =, L tilioHEn ne Tip murmured Phil
y. ~ himself. :, miss Zee already. No,
t lIti.n, = uoh "uht any. tell you
Huaito n'iie ~ your tAihss' Can't you
ieaNo lelloW aIohe, you beastly
ilG tNH
a. Hcsc words were forced from him by
lhe SOLICITATIONS OF the deck merchants,
VINO showed surprising patience and
assiaulty. In the end they were repaid
iot lAelr persistence, as usual, Phil,
!lAe many DINERS, spent several francs
IN buying them oil into another di-
fectloh'