The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1892-03-15


this brought lots OF these iurriuers
there. There were Poles and Hungar.
ians and Italians--those people that
you. Yankees north call Dagos. We'll,
one day / was lying on tho grass read.
ing novel that n contractor gave dad.
How well ! remember that dnyl The
air was full OF spices OF flowers and
pine trees. The birds were singin' and
tho bumblcboes hummin', the sun
q shinin' brightly and the summer
breeze playin' In the tall mountain
grasses. When sudden, like l heard q
iootstep cumin up the mountain path,
and before | hardly knew It u tall, dark
complexioned chap stood before mo. |
was lying OH the grass on my stomach,
In my every day dress, not much OF u
one ut that, and In my baro feet. I was
so overcome by surprise that / Just
blushed rs red as an ash berry, and
siding up to log I tucked my feet I'M
der my skirt. Well. boys, that icller
was good locker. He had lovely dark
eyes and Il mustachc rs dark rs q crows
wing, and his hair curled cutter and
closer on his head than that on dad
spaniel dog Gum. He spoke Amori.
can right well, too, and asked
mo what was reading, and
told him about gal who
had married n French count who was
about to cruelty desert her Then he
laughed and showed the finest set OF
teeth ever soc in Il mans mouth, and
he told me how he, too, was u count
who had come to America for his health
and was up hero in the mountains man
aging gang OF men who wore building
railroad, and these men were his own
countrymon from tho far-off land OF
Italcc JIe talked OF his beautiful pa.
lace on n sky.blue bay, where twas al
ways sunny and warm and tho grape
vines led down TO marble stops ut tho
waters edge. And no told mo OF his
horses and servants, and how tho King
and princes called on him, for he was
the Count OF Naples Well. boys, you
know how women are? | believed in
him, and in less than month Dad had
given his consent, and We were engaged.
When the day was set for the wedding
We had littlos difference. -Ho was q
Catholic and was hard.shell Bantist.
We did not let tigior stop us, how
someyer, but split the dilIerencr by be-
ing hitchcl by the Squire at Dix
Landing. A few days after we left that
section OF country, going to Portsmouth,
then to Columbus, then to Cleveland,
my husband, the count, always hav-
ing his, gang OF railroad section
men with US. These were right
happy days. Idressed better thancvcr
before in my life, and had ice cream
and chewing gum whenever felt like
it. had two pairs of shoes then and
three different gowns, and We were
making our way slowly to ltalec by the
road to Buffalo. We had left home for
over a year when change came over
the count. You know how women are,
boys | was married then, and there
was nothing wrong about it, but then
some men are mighty queer. lie got
| cold, like. and was never in Il good
himor. Worst OF all. he commenced
going with a beautiful, IL datk-h haired
Italian girl, and oile. day when Iilared
I'D about it he struck me. II was not
the blow that hur. me, but he talked 10
her in their own language, which |
could not understand, and he sncercd
at Inc and she laughed in triumph like.
That day ! was not feeling well, aud he
sent me to the Cleveland Hospital, and
that night this little boy Pm holding in
my arms was born. The count came to
see me once only, and then did not
even kiss the baby. That killed
me most, boys. l had ragln'
lever after that. and was out OF my
head Tor gh,onto. two weeks It was
over two months before; they let;me out
OF the hospital, We'll, some nice indies
got me work to do in n family, but
what can woman with nursin' baby
do? 1t was work and scold at me from
morning till night, aud 1 tired out. Pm
bound for the mountains again, where
there are trees, and grass: and sky,
birds and flowers, and sunlight, and
wish to the Lord had never seen Il
newspaper or q novel; but, no, I ought
not to say that I've got. the baby any
way, and will be happy with the little
fellow SEQ! Look at him wink with his
cute, little black eyes, and; his shair is
dark and curly, 'likGtKc counts. You
itty tooty wooty tooty, let his nanny
kiss him. Don't laugh, boys; none OF
you need ever know u mothers icelns.
Do | ever expect to see the count again I
Well, L hope so, and will dream
OF the day when he will send
for me and his son to come
to his palace by, tho beautiful blue
buy and ride behind his chariot
with his servants waitin' on me, and
wearln' acoronet on my brow, just like
them New York girls in society do.
may have mytroublcs, butI've got tho
American style; i'll do come IRON the
Big Sandy. What was the count.
name2 Why Polly Kardony (Paoli Car
doni. Funny name for man, but
that's what the Italianscalledh him. Say
you are newspaper men, amt you
I Well, you put in your papers that the
Countess Mary Ann O! Naples ,wishc!
her husband would come back to her
Tell him she forgives him the trick he
gave her, and that she loves him still
for he is the father OF her baby. But
reckon il | get back home to dad it vii
be all. right, anyhow, Tor I'm count.
vile, and that's bigger thing up Sand,
than in New York. 1'min style, boys
for TACT.
| Here the driver OF The Detention
house van arrived at Central station
and the Countess Mary Ann ofNaple.
was escorted to the door bya guard o
honor, consisting OF Lieutenant Carroll
Sergeant Corbin and tho press. Sh,
bowed maiestically as she entered th
vehicle, and as the door closed on he
she was murmuringah Objectionable lul
laby. to the black-laired baby on ho
breast.
| Let us trust that His Honor the mayo
will give her q free pass to meet he
father at Huntington, for the Countess
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