Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1899-09-24

may nave d D6lter view over the nedaS
i of the hucksters and their stalls. Now
and then also he casts a glance in the
opposite direction-that of the Capt.
toline Hill and Corso-as though an
, other client might be coming from that
quarter. But his glances sent towards
the side of the river are the more earn
j est, as also the soonest rewarded. For
after a time the expression upon his
countenance is seen suddenly to change
from anxiety to satisfaction; while
mechanically, as if through habit, he
plucks the pen from behind his ear, and
sets himself in professional atti-
tude-ready to write.
All this action is due to a young girl
he has observed entering the piazza,
and coming along its edge towards the
spot he occupies. She is Camilla
Buonofanti.
The continda does not approach with
the same bold front as when following
the Carabineers and their prisoner up
the Corso; nor has she the high
naughty air shown at parting with
francesca Torreani in the studio of his
son. Instead, she now looks downcast
and subdued, her step stealthy, at in
tervals casting suspicious glance5
around, as she makes her way through
the swarm of street dealers and pas
sengers moving along the pavement.
Nor is her bright-colored busta ex-
posed to view, but hidden under cloak
of sombre hue. She is evidently afraid
of being recognized by those around,
having good reasons for her fears She
knows she is prescribed, with the why
and wherefore; not only this, but
searched for with zeal, to battle which
keeps her energies on the alert, with
all her watchfulness.I In the good pad
roma of the Via Margutta she has
faithful friend, who has warned her OF
her danger, and continues to keep her
posted in all that passes; while an
other friend, Jewess, living in the
degraded quarter of the Ghetto, shares
with her a scanty room-not larger
than the cloister cell of convent. and
almost as combining as that of prison.
Out of this she ventures only on rare
occasions, and always trembling.
But there is one errand that tempts
her path, sooner than leave which I'M
done she would die and in doing 1t
once every fortnight she risks not only
her liberty, but her life. 1t is literally
a labor of love. Every two weeks she
receives a letter bearing a London
post-mark-not addressed to herself,
but under cover to the IsraeGtish wo-
man who gives her Judgment, at the
same time keeping her secret. And
soon as received she answers it by the
return Messageries mail. No need to
say that the letter is from Luigi Tor
reani.
She has Just had one, and is on the
way to write the response-not OF her
self, but through a scrivano, the same
she has heretofore employed, now
about to betray her.. She has been to
him on the day before, to get inter-
preted the contents Of her lovers let
ter In her native land upon the Liri
schools are scarce, and Camilla Buono-
fanti can neither read nor write. Alas!
her neglected education is now to inn
peril, and perhaps deprive her of, her
liberty.
Unsuspicious of his traitorous intent,
she approaches the scrivano; and, af-
ter saluting him in modest, tlmld
way. makes request for the services all
ready bespoken.
He spreads out sheet of paper, and
commences to put down what she die
tates. But while his pen is tracing
the loving words, his ghoulish eyes ever
and anon turn towards the side of the
square on which lies the Corso, as
though he still looked for the second
client. now even more anXiOusly than
ever.
Her thoughts and whole soul engross-
ed with what she should say in the let
ter, she does not notice the uneasy air
of the scrivano; and as the fervor Of
her passion rises to fever heat, she for
gets the concealing cloak and lets it
fall off behind. displaying her pictur-
esque attire with the beauty it adorns.
AT this moment she observes the
scrivano give a start; and, looking in
the same direction as he, sees what
caused it 1t makes her start too; not
only that, but clutch the unfinished
epistle, crumple it up. and, hastily re-
arranging her cloak, hurry away from
the spot as one pursued.
And SO. is she. the pursuers being
Captain Guardiola with file Of his
carabinierL
Passing around the imposing pile of
once palatiai splendor, out of the Piazza
Montanara, you enter the Piazza di
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