The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-05-09

as he listened why, he could not tell.
'Ssme one is walking over my grave"
he said to himself, and then he rallied
and entered into his wife's plans for
| the entertainment of the guest with
evident pleasure.
Signor Giovanni was a young man
! Of ~, romantic in appearance, and
bearing striking resemblance to the
! famous head of a Neapolitan boy"
Nanette seemed transported by his
presence, and yet, deep-seated as was
the desire of Albert's life to see her
happy, the sight of this new phase of
her nature struck an icy chill to his
heart. But of all roles he most de-
tested that of a jealous husband. 1t
was one he could never condescend
to play. He would be cordiality itself
to Signor Giovanni, and tenderness it.
self to Nanette, and all would be well.
Surely Nanette could not feel more
than passing fancy for this man
the sort of ideal fancy which many
sentimental women entertain for n
foreign artist of any description. So
the weeks slipped away into months,
and Signor Giovanni was a constant
caller at the house. And then one
day in the early summer, when the
town people were getting ready to fly
away to the seashore. the couAtry or
foreign lands, Albert surprised his
wife in tears, with a letter pressed to
her lips.
He stood silent and pale before her
for few moments. Her expression
passed from gully surprise to deli
ance, then to shame before the solemn
sorrow and rebulle Of his kind eyes
She covered her face and fell to wild
weeping, while Albert sat down and
passed his arms gently about her
| swaying figure. and drew her head to
his breast.
There, there, little one" he said,
sOothingly, "be calm, and tell Albert
all about it, Has he not always been
your best friend? Gou love some one
else better? Is that it?
\ new access of tears and sobs was
the only reply. The pallor of Al
bert's face grew CHASTITY, but his clasp
upon his wife's form only frightened
and he stroled her golden hair softly
There was a long silence and then he
spoke again. "Nanette, from the hour
| first saw YOU the one desire of my
heart has been to make you happy
DO You not know this to be true?'
She bowed her head silently. 81
still retain that desire" he continued
FL hot
one else better than you love me; If
some one else is more necessary to
your happiness than I am. surely | will
not be an obstacle in your way. ONLY
! want you to be very sure yOu are not
making n mistake. We mortals are
such complicated creatures we cannot
llways trust our own emotions.
Would it not be well for you and Sig,
nor Giovanni to try Il wear of separa-
lion to test the durability of yo'n
sentiments? Sometimes these attach
nents are wholly the result of phys.
cal magnetism. IF you can remain
part until the current which your
association set in motion eXhausts it
4clf-the infatuation dies a naturI
le"'h ana 70" AWAKE as rom l',c'
'Fo'n.' ma you NOT p''ier ilaNe III
est?"
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sorrow thal she never saw 'he @laStt>
oalIor thaI overSrr'"H her h"%'aha -.
ace me look OF Wouhd'd an'n'1
WilI'h came INTO ms KIN" eyes. II wa.
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