The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1895-07-01

Pippette. "Suppose am confined or tied
by my hair or beatenf"
1t will be observed that she had imagi-
nation.
"Then, said the bankers WIFE with
grandeur, "then we shall rescue you'll IL
is an Alderman who is my husbands
friend, and in New York-bless Vir-
gin Mary!-an Alderman can do very
much" In all her life she had never
had anything fiji her with such delight
full, romantic indignation.
To Pippete the title Alderman meant
only something which must be very
grand. She finally planned with the
bankers wife TO go home boldly. and
when that very day, as he assured her
friend they would, her wicked relatives
tried TO force her TO submit TO the sacri-
flee of herself upon the altar of Old World
oppression, she would boldly defy them.
Then she declared that she would,
without doubt, be confined in the front
room OF the tenement, where II would be
the intention OF her parents to starve
her, or beat her, or otherwise force her
into obedience.
But no | She would casually hang her
bright red petticoat out OF the window,
and the bankers wife, who would be
watching, would notify the Alderman,
who would notify the police, or, II they
were not strong enough TO overcome
the plotting foreigners, the Mayor. The
bankers wife went on with great enthu-
siasm, and stated that sooner than permit
such a wicked Old World conspiracy
TO be carried out in free America, the
Mayor would ego TO the President OF the
United States, II need be, and ne would
call out the standing army with its guns,
and the navy with its ships Oh! the
bankers wife had never SO thoroughly
enjoyed herself in her whole life before.
And Pippette, when she walked home,
had head full OF visions of ranks OF
armed men, each hero, and each with
black feather plume in the side OF his hat
Cille an Italian soldier), marching down
Mott street and bravely fighting great
mob made up of her relatives and their
friends, all willing to shed their last drop
Of red, red blood In order TO force her 10
marry Pietro against her will.
SO she fiounced home and up TO the
rooms In the fifth story. The miserable five
who thought her to be strangely i'll were
all waiting for her and all anxious 10
know that the visit to the bankers wife
had not hurt her most delicate and preci-
Gus health. They set up chorus OF re-
joicing when they saw how red her cheeks
were with excitement) and how her eyes
sparkled (because OF the romantic
thoughts behind them). But she quelled
this with quickly assumed tragic air
which threw them into new worry In
few moments, after they had, with
frightened solicitude, tried again TO learn
Mildb ulto lht Bhi, sAt tOii bhNAi' "
the first time she explained the secret of
her mysterious malady. Striding TO the
center of the room, as tragedy queen
might take the center OF the stage, she
declared:
81 will not marry him. Torture me,
lock me up, tie my hands abuse me, and
maltreat me as you will will not marry
himl'
They looked at her in stupefied amaze
ment At first they did not understand,
but when she pointed her finger at Pietro
and exclaimed: sit is you and your
abettors whom defyi In Italy, yes, you
could force me to become your wife. You
could buy me with your gold. You could
take me and / could not resist. But in
America, no! 1t is no that l say! No!
Mol No! No! l r-r-ref-fuse! i WILL
NOTln
The word amaZement but poorly de-
scribes the feelings of her audience. Not
one of them had ever before for moment
supposed that she objected to marrying
Pietro II had never even been matter