The Newtown bee., 1904-11-25
"NOt a word, SiQnOra, ;"

stnaG poor glrl! Sne cOnLlnueu III Italian, aI hope you don't forget her."
 "Not at all, signora.'' r ".No doubtit was a hard thing for her."
 "Ah, no doubt, signora," said Filip- DO, pensively.
 'tWe must try what more we can do abodt tat K.
 "Oh, thanks, -signOra."
 Is Then Mrs Bray ton offered her own thanksfor the basket of roses, praised their uncommon beauty, and ordered Ia largesupply for the future, talked of Italy to Filippo's overflowing joy, and then went forth to9speak of all her friends of .Filippo. 1
 By Christmas the little flower shop could no longer contain the expanded business. Filippo opened larger one on more fashionable street.
 By New Years day the bank ac- countof Filippo Castagnaro & Go. had rolled up to an incredible sum. I will not venture to state it.
 And after the Easter press was over, Filippo had leisure to look out through the glass of the doors to see what was passing. Hardly a peep could be had through the windows, for they were perfect jungles of palms and ferns and vines and flowers Tut''~~ "'.' Filippo varied his outward look with a discriminating and scomplacent sur vey of the interior, j There was noth-  vases on the counter contained superb dewy clusters that filled the air with a fragrance which made the customers breathe long, ecstatic breaths as they came in. In the center was a superb display of fjardinieres and potted plants. [ The shelves were full of pretty boxes and baskets. ''}@t *' .. tsi | Even with the signora $ help Filippo I has never found a trace of his silent l partner in all this.- It was the only
 thing in life that troubled him. She might never appear; might never know the great things that had happened Ethrough her money; might never re- coverits possession. 1t was Impossible I guess at the conseq quences of, it's loss I I{S {Itts-
 to her. Ah, where was she? Had she,
 perhaps, gone back ,to, Italy? Must he fseek her there? Had she died?
 "Misericordia!,' !,'','g.,-4uA1r aI1T Y>
 He walked to the back of the shop ana returned. He moved the vases on 1.-the, counter in a ftful, aimless way, and then went to one of the windows torearrange the perfectly adjusted tu- Hips. ',f s,~..,,i,s} s1L .nu13,ll ' I Through the, green.r of the vines he perceived combination of bright col ors against which the flowers looked pale He lifted the loops of jessamine and behold, gay 'kerchief and frock and Roman apron, a pair of sea-blue eyes in afaee which was the color of the tea roses, ,-pale, under the delicate tinting fo sun and wind. ...
 svFilippo; without d pause, stepped out. She was So absorbed in, her wist- full gaze at the flowers that she, saw nothing else. He had chance to look we'll at her. Yes, it was she, with the lpomegranate of the cheeks and lips all gone. And how thin the little figure had become! t s'.+ .":a'~'htf.'' '@ |
 Filippo had never thought. to re-. hearse his part. He was not sure how to begin. , ..f .,.,f>..,..,s: ."1.N 1:lt atSignorina,'' he said, gently.
 She looked up, startled. ..t
 "I apologize, he stammered. "I-I wish to tell you what became of the money you lost.' ..:. .,.......
 "Oh Madonna Is it found, sig nore?" j.. .. s-,t, s.,s twill the signorina come in?'' I will explain" ...l ... 1 Somehow, Filippo had sufficient clearness of mind remaining to re- member where tbemosJ imposing view of the shop was to be had. It was at
 the back, where one could look entire llyidown, and take it all in. The most
 brilliant effect of the windows, the centers, the counters, the shelves, the
 elegant customers, the polite, clerks 1 was just there. So he took her to that
 spot. T She was trembling with the ex-
 citement of hope, and she had an eager
 look, as though she said: "Show it to
 me quickly!' .
 Fllippo turned and stood silent for a
 moment, himself part of the impress
 iveness of the scene, in his fine, velve- teen coat and fresh pink shirt, so be-
 coming. Then, with a comprehensive
 gesture he said: "Wherever you look,
 you will see it, signorina. All this has
 come from your money" ..,
 The girl retreated a step and looked
 at him proachfully. v ,,s< ;t5. l.. | "You like this sport, no doubt," she tsaid, with quivering lip, .';;but as for
 me, I am unhappy enough, Why do fyou choose me for your amusement?" l "Sit here, Twill explain" said Filip- IpO. snif:,.At~ ."i ':t }"3t-' .' ''s + And he did; the little Italiana's sen sations travelling, at first in groping fashion, and then with rapid move ment, from recollection to torecognition,
 aston ishment, overwhelming joy and I thankfulness. She sat sobbing and
 smiling, and saying: ."sChe miracolo!