Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1896-10-22
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stance of benevolence," said the prin-
cess in a fervent tone.
81 am rewarded" replied the admi-
raj, "that is, If had deserved reward;
but the fact Is. that in doing this I
only pay debt. Providence having
guided me through very stormy ex-
istence Into this safe port at last, the
least can do is to open the harbor
freely to all other tempest-tossed
barques. That is the reason call it
the Anchorage; for any storm-driven
craft is free to enter and drop anchor
here"
cit ia nobly said" began the prin-
cess; but the words were interrupted
by another burst Of the tempest that
ratified all the windows and seemed to
shake the firm building to it's founda-
ton.
CRY, must say that you are clean
mad. Every pane of glass in the
house will be- shattered and cost no
end of money to replace, besides the
inconvenience!' cried Mrs. Stilton, as
soon as she could recover her breath
after the last shaking.
mo danger, grandmother: these old
windows have stood harder storms
than this" replied the admiral, laugh
ing.
Then turning to the princess he said
in a low voice:
MADAME Pezzilini, my grandmother
and mother are old-fashioned danes,
and so 1 hope that you will make al
lowance for their ways"
The quick ears Of the old lady
caught this disparaging apology, and
she was prompt to reply.
"Don't you mind that boy, madame;
like all young people, he thinks him.
self wiser than his elders; but time
will teach him better and show him
that old-fashioned ways are the best
ways after ALL w..
eyes in astonishment at hearing this
srey-haired veteran spoken of as an
Inexperienced youth, but remembering
that it was his grandmother who
spoke thus, she merely bowed and
smiled in reply-the bow and smile be-
ing, in this case, non-committal an
swer.
"And now, my dear grandmother, old
in suggesting that Madame Pezzilini
be shown to her apartment before tea,"
said the admiral.
Certainly, certainly! I beg your
pardon. madame. but the thunder and
the lightning and the wind do so con-
fuse my poor head. Oh!' she ex-
claimed, as another burst Of the tenn
pest shook the house.
When the deafening noise subsidized
the old lady turned and said:
"Come here, Broadsides, and show
this lady and her maid to the suite Of
rooms on the second floor front, right
side. And when you have made her
comfortable show her into the draw
ing room to the tea table-the Lord
have mercy upon us!'
This latter exclamation was called
forth by terrible glare of lightning
that filled the whole house like con-
flagration, accompanied by rolling,
crashing, stunning peal of thunder,
and rushing shock of wind that
seemed about to batter down the walls
over their heads. 1t was some min
utes before this furious blast subsidized.
And then Mrs. Broadsides, who had
been waiting behind her old mistress,
came forward, courtesied, and led the
way up the grand staircase to the
splendid suite of apartments that had
been fitted up for the reception Of the
illustrious Italian.
Jessup at the same moment advanc-
ed from some obscure retreat where
he. had been lurking, took possession
of his master and marshaled him off
to his chamber to change his wet
riding-coat for dry evening dress.
And the two old ladies retreated to
the drawing room to await the return
Of the admiral and his guest.
When they were seated side by side
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right of the fire place:
"What do you think of her, Abby,
my dear?" said the antique lady to the
ancient one.
Il think she is very charming
woman, and Ipity her misfortunes."
"And so do I. But see here. Abby,
my dear, you must really look after
that boy Of yours. or he will be
making love to this Italian lady"
Eyes, mother, see that"
and you know Abby, that you
would not like the lad to marry a for
eigoer."
mo, mother"
$50. though we must be as kind as
possible to this unfortunate princess,
whose story reminds me of all the
fairy tales ever read in my life, still
we must keep an eye on that boy, and
see that he does not make a fool of
hiu,self, Abby"
Certainly, motherhood bless our
souls" she broke off, as their CONVEX
sation was again interrupted, by an
other onslaught of the tempest that
cannonaded the walls as if it did not
mean to leave one stone upon another.
The two old ladies sat crushed in a
silence of deep awe for nearly an hour,
until the furious storm had ragged it.
self into a temporary rest. Then Mrs.
Stilton spoke:
Il do not know how anybody can
have the spirits to drink tea on such
a night as this, but suppose it will
be wanted all the same; for Try never
turns aside from his way for any
storm that ever falls and as for the
princess. she looks like just such an
other. So, Abby, child, you may ring
for the tea.''
Mrs. Brunton, who sat neares the
chimney corner bell-pull, complied, and
the tea-service was brought in and ar
ranged upon the table.
And soon after they were joined by
the admiral, who, despite the storm
that howled along the sky" had made
g. very careful evening toilet and