Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1895-09-19

piteousness Mt my heart. I opened the
packet Ii was as she had said, q will
drawn up in perfect legal form, sign
ed and witnessed. leaving everything
Internationally TO Nina, Countess Ro-
mani of the Villa Romani, Naples" 1
read IL through, and returned IL to her.
He must have loved you" l said.
She laughed.
"Of COURSE she said airiy. But
many people love me-that is nothing
new: / am accustomed TO be loved.
But you see" she went on, reyerting
TO tas will again. lit specifies, every
thing he dies possessed Of that G
all the money left to him by his uncle
In Rome. does il notT'
I bowed. / could not trust myself
10 speak.
Il thought so" she murmured glee-
fully, to herself than to me;
"and have a right TO all his papers
and letters" There she paused abrupt
ly and checked herself.
/ understood her. She wanted TO
get back her own letters to the dead
man, lest her intimacy with him should
leak out in some chance way for
which she was unprepared. Cunning
DEVIL l was almost glad she showed
me TO what a depth OF vulgar vice she
had fallen There was no question OF
pity or forbearance in her case. IL
all the fortunes invented by savages
or stern inquisitors could be heaped
upon her al once, such punishment
would be light in comparison with her
cfimes,-crimes for which. mark you,
the law gives you no remedy but d.
vorce. Tired OF the wretched comedy,
/ looked at my watch.
1T is time for me I take my leave
Of you" ] said in the stiff, courtly man
ner / affected. Moments fy fast In
your enchanting company! But l have
still to walk to C~astellamare, there to
rejOin my carriage, and / have many
things to attend to before my depar-
ture this evening. On my return from
Avellino. shall / be welcomeT"
"You know il" she returned, nesting
her head against my shoulder, while
for mere forms sake / was forced TO
hold her in a partial embrace. Il only
wish you were not going at all. Dear
est, do not stay long away shall be
so unhappy till you come back"
absence strengthens love. they
say" observed with a forced smile.
May IL do so in our case. Farewell.
cara mia! Pray for me; / suppose you
do pray a great deal here?"
"Oh. yes" she replied naiveIy;
there is nothing else TO do"
held her hands closely in my grasp.
The engagement ring on her finger,
and the diamond signet on my own
flashed in the light like the crossing OF
swords.
Pray. then" l said. storm the
gates Of heaven with sweet-yoiced
pleadings for the repose of poor Fer
rari's soul! Remember he loved you,
though you never loved him. For
your sake he quarreled with No., his
best friend, for your sake he died.
Pray for him-who knows" and I
spoke in thrilling tones of earnestness
T'who knows but that his too-hastily
parted spirit may not be near us now
hearing u voices, watching our
looks"
She shivered slightly, and her hands
in mine grew cold.
Yes, yes" / continued more calmly;
you must not forget TO pray for him;
he was young and not prepared TO
die
MY words had some of the desired
effect upon her. for one
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as though she sought for some reply
and found none. l still held her
hands.
Promise mew 1 continued: land at
the same time pray for your dead hus-
band. He and poor Ferrari were close
friends, you know; Ii will be pious
and kind Of you To join their names
lip one petition addressed to Him
from whom no secrets are hid and
who reads with unerring eyes the
purity of your intentions. VIII you
db it?"
kShe smiled. a forced faint smile.
III certainly WILL" she replied in a
low voice; II promise you"
II released her hands, was salts
fed. II she dared to pray thus l felt.
/ knew that she would draw down
upon her soul the redoubled wrath OF
heaven: for / looked beyond the grave.
The mere death of her body would be
but a slight satisfaction 10 me: IL was
the utter destruction of her wicked
soul that | sought. She should never
repent. / swore; she should never have
the chance OF casting off her vileness
as a serpent casts it's skin. and. re-
clothing herself in innocence, presume
70 ask admittance into that Eternal
Gloryland whittier my little child had
~gone-never, never, No church should
save her. no priest should absolve her
mot while I lived,
She watched me as I fastened my
coat. and began to draw on my gloves.
Are you going now she asked
somewhat timidly.
Yes: | am going now. cara mia" I
said, why; what makes you look so
pale?"
For she had suddenly turned very
white.
LET me see your hand again" she
demanded with feverish eagerness,
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