Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-11-18

and they say he is the largest man IN
Naples-three months since he nearly
killed his brother-ebbene. Tonight
that same big Nicolo is drinking
Chianti with that same brother. and
both shouted after me as passed.
'Hola, Vincenzo Flamma. ali is well
between us because it is the blessed
'Christs birthday" Vincenzo stopped
and regarded me wistfully
Well" | said, calmly what has
the big Nicilo or his brother TO do
with me?"
My valet hesitated-looked up
then finally he said, simply,
May the saints preserve the eccel-
lenza from all harm,"
I smiled gravely. Thank you, my
friend | understand what you mean.
Have no fear for me. | am now go
ing to lie down and rest till five
O'Clock or hereabouts--and | advise
you to do the same. At that time you
can bring me some coffee
And nodded kindly to him as /
left him and entered my sleeping
apartment, where | threw myself on
the bed, dressed as | was. | had no
intention of sleeping my mind was
too deeply engrossed by all had gone
through. | could enter into Guido's
feelings had not suffered as he now
was suffering?-nay! more than he
for he, at any rate, would not be
buried alive | should take care OF
that, He would not have TO endure the
agony of breaking loose from the
cold grasp of the grave to come back
to life and find his name slandered,
and his vacant place filled up by a
usurper. Do what | would, | could
not torture him as much as | myself
had been tortured. That was a pity
death, sudden and almost painless,
seemed too good for him. | held up
my hand in the half light and watched
it closely to see If it trembled ever
so slightly No, it was steady as a
rock-I felt | was sure of my aim. |
would not fire at his heart, | thought
but just above it-for | had to re-
member one thing-he must i've long
enough to recognize me before he
died. That was the sting ! reserved
for his last moments. The sick dreams
that had bewildered my brain when |
was taken i'll at the auberge required
to me. remembered the 1.-THE figure,
so like Guido, that had gilded in the
Indian canoe toward me and had
plunged a dagger three times in my
heart Had il not been realized? Had
not Guido stabbed me thrice?-ln
his theft of my wfe's affections
his contempt for my dead child--in his
ISLANDERS on my name, Then why such
foolish notions of pity-of forgiveness
that were beginning to steal into my
mind? 1t was too late now for for
Giveness-the very idea of it only rose
out of silly sentimentalism awaken
ed by Ferrari's allusion to our young
days-days for which, after ALL he
really cared nothing. Meditating on
all these things, suppose must have
fallen by imperceptible degrees into a
became profound and refreshing
sleep. From this | was awakened by
a knocking at the door | arose and
admitted Vincenzo, who entered bear
ing tray of steaming coffee.
rs it alreary so late?' | asked
him.
1T wants a quarter to five, replied
Vincenzo then looking at me in some
surprise, he added, viii not the eccei-
lenza change his evening dress?'
| nodded in the aflirmatiye-and
while drank my coffee my valet set
out a suit of rough tweed such as |
was accustomed to wear every day. He
then left me, and | quickly changed
my attire, and while | did so | con
sidered carefully the position of at
fairs. Neither the Marquis D'Ayen-
court nor Captain Freccia had ever
known me personally w1en | was
Fabio Romani-nor was it at all prob
able that the two tavern companions
of Ferrari had ever seen me. \ sur
geon would be on the ield-mDst prob
ably a stranger. Thinking over these
points, / resolved on bold stroke--lt
was this-that when | turned to face
Ferrari in the combat, ! would do SO
with uncovered eyes-l would abb
jure my spectacles altogether for the
occasion Vaguely | wondered what
the effect would be upon him. ! was
very much changed even without these
Disgusting glasses-my white beard
and hair had seemingly altered the
aspect of my eyes that could not fail
to startle one who had known me Well.
My seconds would consider it very
natural that | should remove the
smoke-colored spectacles in order to
have my air unincumbered-the only
person likely TO be disconnected by my
action was Ferrari himself. The more
| thought of 1t the more determined
/ was to do 1t, ! had scarcely finished
dressing when NincenZo entered with
my overcoat. and informed that the
rnarouiS waited for mo and that a