The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-07-12

Little Fidello drew back with a show
of shame at the threatened disgrace.
He threw his hand toward his belt and
discovered for the first time that the
dagger was not there.
AS he colored he caught the old
doge's eye, and the prisoner seemed
about to speak; but he held his tongue.
A heavy hand now fell upon the boy
pages shoulder. 1t was the gauntlet
of the man commanded to rob him of
the rank of page.
Fidello recoiled with cry and thrust
the fellow back while the others
laughed.
you shall not" cried a. voice, and
that moment a form came between FL
dello and the soldier.
It was the figure of Andrello, the
fishers son.
AS the sunbrowned Venetian boy
Strengthened before the officer he threw
up his sleeveless arm and waved the
soldier back.
You shall not touch the doge's
page he exclaimed. 81 am but An
drello, and I have served you all
against the old man yonder. but l love
the boy IN velvet and you shall not
touch him to rob him of the ribbons his
| mother gave him when he entered the
service of the republic"
who is that boy?" asked the man
on the throne, as he leaned forward
and looked at Andrello-
Our spy, most noble master"
Your spy? 1 am your spy!" an
swered Andrello. 81 have been in your
service, and it was for you that 1 en-
| tered the grand palace. For you
left the nets and for you 1 watched
the doge and his fellow conspirators
1 entered the palace by the lions head
and went when 1 cared 10 quit it. 1
am the spy of the cabal against the
old man yonder, but you shall not
| touch the boy, whom you would rob of
the rank he bears because he loves the
doge''
Every well, then, go forth, Andrello
and Fidello,' cried the same harsh
voice.
The boys went up together They
| saw that a change had taken place in
! the palace of the doge. New men were
on duty and Falieris eservitors were not
to be seen.
They learned what had taken place.
The conspiracy of. the white-haired
doge had been thwarted and Venice
had been saved from overthrow by
Falieri Marine and his plotters.
All at once the gate above the grand
staircase was thrown open and two
boys caught on their faces the rays of
| the declining sun ere it dropped into
the waters of the Adriatic.
They came down the marble stair
way arm in arm and parted as a gon-
dola came up.
Fidello was rowed home to his moth
er's arms and Andrello, the fisher and
net mender, waved him a final adieu
as the boat which carried him swept
under the Rialto.
Then the little page heard it ALL how
the old doge had been beheaded; how
all Venice was rejoicing over the over
throw of the princely conspirators; and
how it was already moved that all por-
traits of Falieri should be yelled, as
they have been ever since his treason.
Time came when two boys, one in
velvet and one in poor garments-one
with long silken hair and one with
rough red locks, walked along the
shores of the Adriatic and recalled
their adventures in the grand palace
the night of Falieri's treason.
And Fidello would put his soft hand
into Andrello's rough palm and, for
getting that he had been a spy for the
old doges enemies, would thank him
for interfering when they would have
forced him to betray his old master.