Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-04-07


widely for others. What difference
would there be in. few drops more
or less in the vast retort? They
would not even be missed-and yet,
what made him smile more happily.
for his honesty suffered at any
thought of larceny, he resolved to
spend ON the buying of the philtre, all
the money that Bellarmin had given
him for his holidays, and which he
had carefully saved, dreaming of a
present for Juliette. He would pre-
tend that some unknown customer
called on day when his master was
absent. And that is what he did. At
last TIE possessor of the long-desired
dittany, his only dream became to find
a propitious hour to make use of it,
without ever asking himself. that
honest man, if he was not ten times
mere deeply dyed in guilt for stealing
a woman's heart, the most wonderful
treasure in the world
/ There is a God that watches over
lovers, so the story goes. And this
God willed that Giuseppe should not
have long TO wait
! One morning, in the beautiful early
days of spring. Master Bellarmin an
incunced to his apprentice that he
should be absent until evening, leav,
! ing his house as we'll as his daughter
I in his care He warned Giuseppe to
let no one come in the laboratory, and
to be very careful to keep the fire OF
the alambic constantly alive and then
went away, embracing his daughter
ltenderly; and Giuseppe remained all
alone with Juliette.
The hour of the midday meal ar,
rived; they found themselves face to
face at the table she, amused like
small girl who plays at being grown
up, he. troubled, hesitating, miserable.
He summoned enough courage to go
in search of the philtre so previously
hidden away, and at last offered it to
Juliette to taste of, like a forbidden
! fruit.
Did she believe in him? Did she
guess, with her feminine intuition,
her native keenness, the overwhelm-
I, ing cheat that poor Giuseppe was
/ playing? No one will ever know, bun
she willingly held out her glass, shap,
ed like tulip with long stem, let
| him fill it even to the brim and drank
! it.
Wont you take some, Giuseppe?
! Giuseppe wanted to answer that there
was no need for him to drink it, but,
ha,, h. hi srIo
also and emptied it at draught.
Through the open window, the sun.
| light streamed in clear and joyous,
creeping with slow steps over the pol
ished floor; a thousand little atoms
danced and turned in the long rays;
outside, among the leaves, the birds
were singing gayly, and the breeze
waited in the delicate scent of the
flowers newly opened
Together, side by side, they talked
in low voice of the splendors of the
day, Of the sweetness of the hour, and
OF the happiness that was theirs in
this calm, house in the midst of the
tunultuous Venice.
The charm worked gently, then theil
voices became more and more tender
their words fewer, their hands were
fcIasped and held gently while theil
eyes locked deep into the others soul
and Juliette, in an ecstacy of happi
ness, let her head sink softly down Oh
Guiseppe's shoulder.
His lips bent chastely, heavy will
love, on Juliette's brow, between thu
two black bands that encircled il
1t was their kiss of betrothal. Thel
they knew nothing more but thei
love, felt nothing. They did not hea
THE 'portiere as it was drawn gently t
one side, nor did they see Master
Bellarmin standing in the doorway
This face frightened, but smiling. lis
tening to their chaste words of love.
Suddenly Giuseppe Strengthened
himself, a sudden trembling seized
him. Juliette murmured: why dc
you wake me?"
He threw himself at the masters
feet; she, overcome, blushing like q
cherry. hid her face in her hands, not