Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1901-12-04

q weapon Ike some iHdht uciieNt aesns-
ain. one who fires revolver loaded with
powder at passing prince simply that
people ,say talk about him. But the fear
Of displeasing her restrained him. and he
preferred that she should never know
that he loved her rather than 20 be sure
that she would never care for him.
Then he fell to building castles in the
air.
ut Is impossible" thought he, that
she should never think OF me at all. She
knows that there is such person as my
self: that | live directly adjoining her.
Whel she comes home, she can see that
there is light in my room through the
door that / leave ajar. Like all women,
she must have some curiosity and at
times must surely ask herself what | am
doing and why | never. go out. Perhaps
she has already noticed me notwithstand-
ing my awkwardness, possibly precisely
on that account. She may even have di-
yined that | love her. She may expect
me to declare myself, and, seeing that
dare not do so, perhaps she viii make
the first advances. But how can | man
age that she shall not delay doing sof''
And Giacomo, still astride his chair,
continued his reflections. Suppose he
were to write her letter and push it un-
der the door? He had often thought of
doing so. But, then, would the girl have
read 1t? And, even admitting that she
had, would not the very first words have
wounded her? Should he try and get her
to speak of some one? But of whom.
then? They had no friend in common.
No, no. All these means were decidedly
Objectionable or impossible, There was
nothing to be done but to wait. But, oh.
how long would he have to do so?
Meanwhile it was growing late, and
Carlotfa in her little room was making
the needle fly rapidly. She had decided
to finish the piece of work begun that
night, and in order not TO fall asleep she
was singing.
Giaeomo naturally sat up likewise, still
in the same position, listening and me-
chanieally keeping time with his body TO
the measure of the melody. When the
tune was a slow one, all went well, but
when it was accelerated his motions be-
came dangerous. for the poor, trembling
chair was constrained to execute gym
nastics far beyond its strength. The re-
pertory of the beautiful brodeuse was
most extensive, and hours thus passed by.
Giacomo truly enchanted with this con-
cert which he was thus privileged to en-
joy.
After awhile, however, the girl began
to grow weary, and the grand arias
which she had been singing from the first
to the last notes were followed by frag-
ments of songs interrupted now and
again, while the tones of her voice grew
lower and sweeter. and TO cayatinas sue
eeeded ''romances' and "reveries." Gia-
como, still seated upon his chair. was not
getting drowsy, but continued to stay
there, listening TO the songs as in sort
of dream. mechanically keeping time by
the swaying of his body TO the measure
of the music. Carlotta also was falling
asleep, but then decided not to go TO bed
till her work was quite finished and so
made a supreme effort to shake off the
drowsiness that was overpowering her
and in order TO do so suddenly began to
sing waltz with all her might, Waltz
of the Roses" by Metra. Giacomo was
now dreaming. OF course he was dream
ing of waltzing and so moved himself
about. keeping time to the music. but to
this final proof of its strength the chair
refused to respond and. with . fearful,
screeching sound. gave way, dragging
down in its fall the unfortunate cavalier.
This caused such terrific crash that
Carlotta, overcome with fright, uttered a
loud cry, but Giacomo was silent, for the
poor fellow in failing had struck his head
against the bed and now lay stretched
upon the floor IN deep swoon.
When he finally regained consciousness.
be found himself lying on his bed with
his head bandaged. and there beside him.
watching over him while embroidering
and seated upon chair that was neither
old nor shabby. he beheld lovely young
girl. and whom should ii be but Carlotta.
"How is this?' he exclaimed. You here.
signorina!'
Yes, signor. Last night after the
eommotion caused by your fall, not hear
ing any further sound. feared that some
misfortune had befallen you and so came
here and found you in a faint. Now.
however you are much better. and in a
few days you will be quite yourself
again. But, tell me, how in the world did
you ever happen TO fall off your chair in
so strange n manner!'
Giacomo did not reply and blushed
deeply. But women are quick to divine
the sentiments that they inspire, and
| Carlotta was not long in reading the
young mans heart.
And now Giacomo and Carlotta are
husband and wife and as happy as il is
possible to be in this world. Carlotta is
no longer compelled to embroider. The
sale of some of her husbands pictures,
| for he is now beginning TO be known. is
sufficient TO provide for them both. They
are living in simple but pretty apart
ment tastefully furnished and are held In
high esteem by all who know them.
| One thing, however. causes their
friends to wonder. In the place of honor.
in the center of their tiny drawing room.
| there stands a great ugly cane chair
which is in so rickety condition that in
order TO maintain il in an upright posi-
| ton Carlotta has been compelled to bind
| it together with cords.-Transiated From
| the Italian For New York Commercial.
~. ~ .Jerome,a PraHka.