The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-07-17

know whether l mentioned to you that all my servants have run away?'
 My maids left me yesterday. Today. when I was dressing. 1 was obliged to call the daughter of my major dorno, but
 button the dress myself May ask you
 my dear friend, to help me?"
 Certainly, I will do it,"
 Manasseh undertook to do what had
 been asked of him. He had some incli- nation to become a martyr. Blanca watched him in the looking glass, while he performed the services of lady's maid. She scrutlnied his face. While he compressed the beautiful shoulders from button to button. into the bodice. his eyes were cast down.
 q thank you, my dear friend; and do you see that have put on the shoes which you provided for the journey?" Manasseh manifested much sef-control with kisses.
 Take nothing with yon but the most
 necessary things in a small satchel. was
 his admonition to Blanca.
 She had soon finished packing. Shall we walk to the Colosseum"
 No have ordered the hackney coach
 man who brought me here to wait for me in an obscure street.
 The next moment the curse-laden palace
 was deserted by its last and most unfor-
 tunate inmate. All the doors were open.
 Now let whoever comes first rob or con fiscatc.
 Blanca. leaning on the arm of her friend. went to the coach. She recognized the coachman. It was the same that had conveyed her in the morning. Manasseh assisted her into the carriage. He sat with the coachman. Blanca did not sit on the back seat of the coach. but knelt on the cushion of the front seat. holding with one hand the arm of Manasseh, and speaking with him during the whole ride. What will become of your art now that you are going home?''
 Smoke and yapor.'
 This Is the second vocation which you T win try a third, and probably make
 failure in that. too. I will then try
 a fourth. and if not on, the earth, I shall reach my goal under the earth.' Do you want to dieT'
 "Oh, no. at least not by my own hand. l consider the suicide the greatest crim- inal, for he injures society. No great impression is produced by the man who.
 tired of life. leaves the world by dashtng out his brains. It Is an easy termination
 of the voyage. But when people see one
 who, having lost honor and fortune saws wood in the street in his shirt-sleeves, they shrink from following the path
 which leads to such a fate"
 What, then. my friend, do you mean by the goal under the earth?'' My iron mine. If everything else fail.
 this will support me-
 And what will you do with that pie
 ture?"
 with it I will make the cIttadino Seal cagnato happy. am satisfied that he win not let 1t find it's way to the rag shop"
 The hackney coachman conveyed them | through all kinds of winding alleys and obscure streets. They wishes to evade obscure streets. They wished to evade task; the thoroughfares were obstructed everywhere by processions moving toward the churches.
 Shall we not be late. my dear friendT asked Blanca with concern. We need not be uneasy. As long as
 the aurora borealls lasts, the Countess will not dare to drive through the streets, for she would be recognized ''Will not this light last all night?'
 ''The duration of the aurora borealis
 can not be predicted. but 1t will probably disappear like the setting sun, and then there will be sudden darkness. Great con- fusion will follow, when In this Egyptian
 darkness the people will be rushing home from the churches We shall be obliged
 to wait long for the Countess"
 The coachman did not understand what
 they said. for they spoke in Hungarian. They now reached high point which com
 manded view of the whole magnificent city. The great and the beautiful in per- feet harmony are always a delightful
 spectacle; all this was now surrounded
 by the aureola of the mysterious heav-
 enlv light Two windows opposite each
 other in the cupola of St. Peters Church
 as seen from this point are In a line be-
 hind each other and the brilliant purple
 light streamed through them like a sacri-
 ficial flame. All the bells rang and the
 whole city resounded with the songs of the processionists.
 Blanca felt a weight upon her heart.
 My dear friend I am flying from Rome.
 Am I permitted to do so?'
 Manaseh looked at her in astonishment. Has not the judgment been passed up- on me that I must never leave Rome? Is not that which I now begin perjury and
 defiance of law? Within me there is a voice like reproach of conscience because l. in cowardly manner. leave the great est of men, while he looks the danger
 boldly in the face; because I leave him before whom I. as a faithful one. have knelt."
 My dear friend, leave courage to men. They have too little of 1t. I take your
 flight upon my conscience. And now cling to me more closely for we shall soon
 come to a rough. precipitous place where a person may easily fall out of the coach Blanca chung to Manasseh's arm with both hands.
 Manasseh caused the coach to stop on
 the square of the Colosseum, but he did
 not dismiss 1t. He had a reason for keep ing in one spot this witness of Blancas flight He then gave Blanca his arm and
 conducted her to the gigantic door of the
 edifice. Tho doorkeeper, with whom he
 was acquainted, led them into his room, where he had supper prepared for them, Manasseh induced Blanca on this occa- sion to take wine. which strengthens. in- stead of tea, which exctteS. The two now ate their supper together. It was a scanty meal. but they con- | stunned 1t with delight. The doorkeeper | had only one glass. Both drank out of it. That was a delight to them. They
 did not express 1t to each other. but
 each knew 1t.
 But what flinders them to be happy
 until death?
 l Nothing but the decision of judge. l The rumble of a carriage was heard. | The last moment of the blissful hour
 had come. The Princess must wrap her self in her travelling cloak; then she must | give Manasseh her hand and bid him farewell. never to sec him again. God be with you. my dear friend.
 And may God be with you, my dear friend"
 They left the small room of the door keeper, who hastened away to fetch the carriage, which he had concealed. Blanca placed herself near the entrance. Ma
 rasseh withdrew into the shade of a stone die twice as high as man. But Blanca threw herself Into the way of those ap- preaching.
 There comes a man in q servants liv- cry. holding in his hand a carriage lamp, following him. Blanca recognizes the | dress al a distance. 1t was of orange vel | low silk, with green and lilac trimmings a dress she had seen at the Countess -. | The sky was now entirely dark. The l north light had returned to the pole | and only the stars were visible As soon as the two figures came near | the entrance of the Colosseum, where the | carriage of the Countess had been driven, | Blanca stepped forth from the darknsSs i and hastened towards the female figure, | addressing her familariy by name. The | Her face was hidden by thick veil "t am the Princess Blanca of Zboroy,