Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-06-03

I my NedhlleSs Win neT own power, SDe-
knew-what did she not know? 1 tor
ture myself with these foolish MEM
cries. All men past the age of twenty
have learned somewhat OF the tricks
| of women-the pretty playful moth
| iDgs that weaken the will and sap the
/ force of the strongest hero. She
! lived me? Oh, yes, | suppose SOL look
! ing back on those days, | can frankly
I say | believe she loved meas nine
hundred wives opt of thousand love
/ their AaG1-i.0 ,aiaeiy--sCr what they
can get. And | grudged her nothing.
If | chose to idealize her, and raise her
to the statue OF an angel when she was
but on the low level of mere woman
hood, that was my folly, not her fault
We kept open house. oar villa was
place of rendezvous for the leading
members of the best society in and
around Naples. My wife was unlver-
sally admired her lovely face and
graceful manners were themes of con-
versation throughout the whole
reighborhood. Guido Ferrari my
friend, was one OF those who were
/ loudest in her praise, and the chival-
rous homage he displayed toward her
dCubly endeared him to me. | trusted
him as a brother; he came and went as
pleased him; he brought Nina gifts
Of flowers and fanciful trifles adapted
to her taste, and treated her With
fraternal and delicate kindness. I
deemed my happiness perfect-with
love, wealth, and friendship, what
more could man desire?
Yet another drop of honey was
added 10 my cup of sweetness. On the
first morning of May, 1882, our child
was born-a girl-babe, fair as one of
! the white anemones which at that
season grew thickly in the woods sur
little one to me in the shaded veranda
where ! sat at breakfast with Guido
a tiny, almost shapeless bundle, wrap
ped in soft cashmere and old lace
took the fragile thing in my arms
Wit. a tender reverence; it opened its
eyes; they were large and dark like
Nina's, and the light of a recent
heaven seemed still to linger in their
depths | kissed the little face Guido
did the same; and those clear, quiet
eyes regarded US both with a strange
'half-inquirlng solemnity A bird
|rerched on bough OF jasmine broke
into low, sweet song, the soft wind
blew and scattered the petals OF a
white rose at our feet. l gave the
infant back to the nurse, who waited
to receive it, and said, with a smile,
Tell my wife we have welcomed her
May-blOssom"
Guido laid his hand on my shoulder
as the servant retired; his face was
unusually pale.
Thou art good fellow Fabioi"
he said, abruptly Indeed, How SOP
asked, half laughingly; Il am no
better than other men"
You are less suspicious than the
majority" he returned, turning away
from me and playing idly with a spray
Of clematis that trailad on one of the
lpillars Of the yeIanda
glanced at him in surprise, what
do you mean, AMIGO? Have | reason
to suspect any one?"
He laughed, and resumed his seat at
the breakfast-table.
why no." he answered, with
frank look But in Naples the air
is pregnant with OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
dj gger is ever ready to strike, Justly
or unjustly the very children are
learned in the ways of vice. Penitents
confess to priests VINO are worse than
penitents, and by Heaven. in such a
state of society, whero conjugal fidelity
is a farce"-he paused a moment, and
then went CHS it not wonderful
to know man like you, Fabio? A man
heIry in home affections. without a
clcud on the sky of his confidence
81 have no cause for distrust," |
said nina is as innocent as the lit
tie child of whom she Is today the
mother"
4 "True!" exclaimed Ferrari. Per
fectly true," and he looked me full in
the eyes, with smile. What as the
virgin snow on the summit of Mont
| Blanc-purer than the hawless dia
mond-and unapproachable as the
! furthest star! Is it not SOP
| assented with a certain gravity;
/ something in his manner puzzled me.
! Our conversation soon turned on diff
| ferent topics, and | thought no more
I of the matter But a time came-and
/ that speedily-when | had stern rel-
son to remember every word he had
uttered
To be continued,
THE POPE IND THE SULTAN.