Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1895-08-29

III this O1ympian car0use is meant as
a welcome TO me, AMIGO, all ! can say
is that l do not deserve 1t. Why. 1t is
more fit for the welcome of one king
10 his neighbor sovereign"
"Ebbenew / SAID. Are there any
better kings than honest men? Let
us hope we are thus far worthy Of
each Others esteem"
He flashed a bright lcok of gratitude
upon me and was silent, listening TO
the choice and complimentary phrases
uttered by the Duke di Marina con-
corning the exquisite taste displayed
In the arrangement Of the table.
You have, no doubt, Travelled much
In the East. Confer" said this noble
man. "Your banquet reminds me of
an Oriental romance l once read,
called 'yathek.'"
"Exactly!' exclaimed Guido. II
think Olivia must be Vathek himself!"
Scarcely" l. said, smiling coldly.
Il lay no claim TO supernatural ex-
periences. The realities of life are
sufficiently wonderful for me-"
Antonio Biscardi, the painter, a re-
fined, gentle-featured man, looked to-
ward is and said, modestly:
II think you are right, Conte. The
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| are so varied and profound that were
it not for the inextinguishable longing
after immortality which has been
placed In every one OF us, I think we
should be perfectly satisfied with this
world as it is"
you speak like an artist and a
man Of ever temperament" broke In
the Marchese Gualdro, who had fin
ished his soup quickly in order to be
able to talk-talking being his chief
delight. For me, L am never con-
tented. / never have enough of any
thing. That Is my nature. When l
see lovely flowers / wish more of them
when l behold a fine sunset, l desire
many more such sunsets-when / look
upon a lovely woman"
You would have lovely women ad
infintum" laughed the French Cap
tame de Hamal? EN- verite, GuaI-
dro, you should have been a Turk"
"And why not?" demanded Gualdro.
1.-THE Turks are very sensible people
they know how to make coffee better
than we do, and what is more fasci-
mating than a harem? 1t must be like
a fragrant dollhouse, where one Is
free to wander every day, sometimes
gathering a gorgeous lily, sometimes a
simple violet-SometimesI"
"a thornT' suggested Salustri.
well, perhapsl" laughed the Mar
cheese. Yet one would run the risk Of
that for the sake Of a perfect rose"
Chevalier Mancini, who wore In his
~buttonhole the decoration Of the legion
d. honneur, looked up-he was a thin
man with keen eyes and a shrewd
face which, though at first glancing
appearing stern could, It the least
proyocation, break up into a thousand
little wrinkles of laughter.
There is undoubtedly something en-
trainant about the idea" he observed,
in his methodical way. 81 have al
ways fancied that marriage, as we ar
range 1t, is a great mistake"
And that is why you have never
tried itT queried Ferarri, looking
amused.
"Certissiamemente.' and the Cheva-
lier's grim countenace began TO work
with satirical humor. 81 have resolved
that l will nevel, be bound over by the
law to kiss only one N As mat
ters stand, l can kiss them all IL /
like"
A shout of merriment and cries of
ooh! Oh" greeted this remark, which
Ferrari, however, did not seem in
clined to take in good part.
"AllT' he said, with a dubious air.
"You mean all except the married
| ones?"
The Chevalier put on his spectacles
and surveyed him with a sort of com
ic severity.
when I said all, I meant ALL" he
returned-''the married ones in partic-
ular. They, poor things, need such at
tentions-and often invite them-why
not? Their husbands have most likely
ceased to be amorous after the first
aonths of marriage"
burst out laughing. "You are
light, Mancini," / said, land even if
the husbands are fools enough to con-
tinue their ~gallantries they deserve 30
be duped-and they generally are,
Come, amico!" l added, turning TO Fer
rari, those are your own sentiments
you have often declared them TO me-"
He smiled uncomfortably and his
hrows contracted. / could easily per-
ceive that he was annoyed. To change
the tone Of the conversation l gave a
signal for the mrSic TO -ecommence,
and instantly the melody Of a slow,
voluptuous Hungarian waltz measure
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was now fairly on il. way; the appe-
tites OF my guests nre stimulated and
tempted by the choicest and most
savory ysands, prepared with all the
taste and intelligence a first-rate chef
can bestow On his work, and good
wine flowed freely.
VincenZo, obediently following my
instructions, stood behind my chair.
and seldom moved except to refill
Ferrari's glass and occasionally TO
Toffer some fresh vintage TO the Duke
III Marina. He, however was an alb
stemious and careful man. and fol-
lowed the good example shown by the
wisest Italians, who lever mix their
wines. He remained faithful to the
first beverage he had selected-a spe-
cially fine Chianti, of which he par
took freely without it's causing the
slightest flush TO appear on his pale.
a~ristocratic features. Its warm and
mellow flavor did but brighten his
eyes and loosen his tongue, inasmuch
that he became almost as ele-
CANT a talker as the Mar
cheese Gualdro. This latter, who
scarce had a scudo to call his own, and
| vino dined sumptuously every day at