The Dickinson press., 1893-09-23

WAS. SFahu, soTToWlul, affecting. ana TERRI
tic by turns, when before the i%outligl.ts;
but under her own ROOT she was simple,
modest. ani'ablc, tenocr and fascinating.
She had whole crowds of admirers-men
who were willing to lay their fortunes at
her feet; but the Corona refused to listen TO
any OF them, her heart being already won
by one who was lahoring in
the same field with herself-in the field OF
poetry and art.
Iaui Eavarsc was the only son of the
widow Favarsc, whom. together with his
tive sisters, he had to support by his own
professional eNertions and talents. He
was Il good man in the main, hut he was
atfcctionatc, .good-humored, generous. hon
est, and coit!iiing; but he was unstable as
the wind, which blowcth 1irst this way,
then that. lie loved Corona Will, a sort Of
proud worship. She was II creature who
commanded the admiration of crowds-the
devotion of many; and Paul Favar.c tel.
pleased and happy to think that this beau
ttul and talented woman, this idol of the
people, smiled only on him, and gave him
ali her pure and faithful heart.
But the Corona's love tor him was no
calm love; il was an ardent, overwhelming
passion. such as a woman seldom expsri-
ences more than oncein her Lifetime. Paul
was her hope, her Joy, her landmark, be-
You'd which she had no parents, no friends;
she stood utterly alone III the world. No
wonder. then. that this actress-tilicd with
sensitive 1~eeling>-tcciingS tender almost
as a spiders web->hould have learned to
devote herself to one whom she looked up
OH as q being all perfection.
Women who love with intensity are
generally willing to make some sacrifices
or the object o their alteration; so it was
with Corona. Wealth and titles were laid
at her feet: but those she heedlessiy thrust
aside, disdaining all save him who had so
entirely possessed himself OF every atom of
her hearts affection.
She thought OF Paul Favargc every day
ofthe w~cek-every hour OF the day; her
bosom, all the while, swelling and swelling
with all its all-absorIing passion. At night
she laid her head on her pillow to dream
OF hlm, ofhis beauty, his manliness, and
grace, and above all. ofthosc sweet words
he so constantly poured INFO her eager ears.
Corona was willing to labor as She was
laboring now. From her earliest youth up
that bread which had been earned by her
own honest toll, and she cared not to cat
any other. To be sure Corona had now a
very large income, and could consequently
afford TO keep a fine establishment, and a
carriage ard horses as we'll; but as these
advantages entirely depended on her own
health and strength, they We're little regard.
ed by the unwotldly Corona.
"Ihave plenty to-day" she would say
unto herself 'but tomorrow. were my
voice to lose its volume and its tone, l
should have to seek my loaiin another at
mospherc- i'll an atmosphere far, far less
bright and redolent than this which / am
breathing now. Let me not o%vcr-prizc,
then, the injuries that now surround me,
lest they should fall from me, and never
more be minc!!"
Ii was not because the sun shonc clearly
on Corona now that she expected it to
shine upon her always. She knew hat
clouds might overcast the sky, and that
she might probably he visited by chilly and
stormy weather: her present brilliant sue
cesses and triumphs did not initiate her in
the least, she was ust as simple, just as gem
tie as she was in the days of her obscurity
and poverty. Yes, pctted and wor>hippcd
as she was by the public, Corona still pre-
served her native modes:y, her humble yet
digniticd mind and demcanor, and her
pure and spotlcss soul.
Blu with all this, the Corona was only q
woman; possessing many OF a wonlan's
weakness, many other faults. She who
couldlovc as intensely as did Corona, could
not be altogether IL perfect being, for love
and jealousy frequently go hand i'll hand
together, and so they did with Corona.
She who is vain and non-impu!>ivc. is
seldom TO be aroused ky the grern-cyed
monsters but she who is ardent and simple
minded, is ever watchlul of the Object OF
her regard, ever suspicious and fearful of
losing his smiles-so il Was with the Corona,
to whom Paul Fava'ge was so very dear:
Onc evening, the lay Icing the The
Italian Wife, the house was crowded 10 suf-
location to Witness the Corona i'll the char
acter of Blanca; Paul Favarge was enacting
the part of Fazio-the husband of Blanca;
and Mademoi>clle Ladre was playing the
beautiful but designin. Aldabcl!a. The
second net oftlle tragedy was over when
Mademoiselle Ladre entered the Cor
ona's dressing-room, wheretl lc ofthe
evening was reclining on her sofa, awaiting
the u~pdrawing ottle act-drop, and thesum-
monsofthe call-boy.
81 am come. Mademoisc;lc Corona, to
ask an especial favor at your hands" said
Mademoi-c lie Lalrc, ms She introduced her.
sell into the apartment sacred to the young
tragedienne. ~ know your excessive good
nature, else the humble Aldabclla would
not thus presume"
What is it you wunt?' inquired Corona.
Il shall only be too %lappyill can possibly
oblisc you in any way!"
Thanks, nademoisellc," returned the
intruder. i'll Il !awning manner. you are
always so very, very kind. l have for
gotten my an, will you obligc me will
yours for All hour, l will take especial car
ofit?"
My fan, mademoiselle!!" replied Corona
> rising and flushing. II cannot lend yo,
! that. am very sorry-,vc'y, sorry, indeed
friend, and l DO not like to lose sight of
even for Il moment" and ssile thus spoke
the actress drew lmc tortl,-I was ~a!tache,
: to her girdle 10y q Venetian chain q
curious workmanshiL-and tiirted III
ungracious in thus refusing your rcqucst
madcnhoiseilc?' continued She, i'll Il qlcS
tioning tone. ~ will lend ur give you an,
other thing | OWL, save my precious fam.
Malcmoiselle Ladre looked diSalrointc,
and distressed at the Coroma's refusal.
lllNl,r,a,-.. 1"1I I l. r..
The shops are al c~loscd-thcre would m
no use iii sending out to purchase one!'
murmureI the Aldabclla ofthc evening.
Corona taltercd. and her SOFT smooth fin
gers gra,ped me tightly. at seems quit
cruel of nc to deny you this, madelnoi
;Se'le,' She ansWered' gazing at me will
Cruel! Oh. no.; who would accuse tn
Corona of cruelty" half snccred Mango
Ladrc, with an uphcaving OF her maSniii
cent should, r.. II regret troubling you
mademoisellr: pray pardon me-"
Aud with a c.lrtcSy half knocking, Mar
got Ladre withdrew from the presence o
Corona--.rom the presence OF n woman
whom she envied and thoroughly hated.
AS the door closed alter her, Corona
heart instantly rclcntcd. "IIerc, Gotton!'
she cried, addressing her waiting-maid, AM
low Madcmoisclle I.adrc, and give her IN,
fan, with my best compliments"
Cotton took me from my mistress, and a
once carried INC to Margot Ladre, WHO re
ccived me with a l,augh.y bend of thu
head and Il proud. curling lip.
confess that | did not like to lose sigh
of my own beautiful mistress, even for one
short hour. did notsceln to care for Mango
Ladre; the touch of her fingers chill cd III,
through and through. and the sound of he
fawning syllablcs made me CULVER all owe
with terror undciincd.
what q monstrous Kindness, to esurc!.
she exclaimed within herself, asshc grippee
me roughly. between her long, jewele,
fingers. Its very lovely, l see sl,'
added, closely examining me; but for al
= its worth and its beauty. she might hav'
lent it to me without making such a posi-
y |, tive favor of doing so. l wonder which o
!. her admiring. slaves presented her will
!. this pretty toy! Prince Lionel of Manlelm
!, the Count .le Brandcnburg, Baron Pillan
Monsieur Nillairs-or-or-I am sick O
), her list of sui!or>-or that handsome. love
;: sick swain. Paul l'avarge! 'Tis we'll to b
a the Corona!' She sighed, after a pause. {"