The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1906-02-02
Copyright. 1905. by w. r. Hearst.)

Copyright. 1905. by w. r. Hearst.)
h glowing MONDAY SUE WAS Shin
ing IN all its splendcr on the Spanish
stairway in Rome. II was still early in
Ma but the heat was already so fierce
II the Ciocciares, those picturesque
mouataineers who make a living in
RoR.e as sartists' models. Were seeking
put the few shady spots o the
famous stair.
An old ma was sleeping peacefully
On the bottom step, and at his feet u
little girl was making up bouquets of
violets to sell them on the Corso. A
few steps higher up a group OF young
boys We're smoking and looking dream
NY down upon the street. In n shady
former of q landing half a dozen young
girls were fanrinh themselves la2ily.
Only n of them 'ried to prevent her
chulns from falling asleep by teasing
them and pinchtns their arms and ears.
But she was not very successful, the
girls We're too much used TIC Rosetta's
p~layfulness.
Rosetta was an unusually pretty
girl. Under her White kerchief a pair
of laughing blue eyes were always full
OF mischief, her hair fell in heavy
natural curls around her shoulders, al
most Town to her slender waist. Her
features were regular and her pouting
l1ps always seemed to invite kisses.
~ iISl, NlltIl Sic CNttiiQ ilOl SltiIiNt INC-
setta's teasing any longer. of the
girls said in a hooking tone:
Why don't you go to your Carlo, or
he will again invite Assunta to go With
him to Ire Fontanes"
That is not true, Ercinia," replied
Rosetta suddenly, turning Very serious;
he never took her into the Cannpagna
with him"
but 1 tell you sor Francesca. the
sculptor, saw them together"
"Sor francesca is an old liar
We'll, it is nothing to me-" replied
Ercinia in a sleepy voice.
But, in spite of her apparent con-
fidence in her sweetheart. Rosetta's
~playfulness had entirely disappeared.
Was 1T possible that her Carfino, Karl
Reinsdorf, whom she loved with all the
strength of her heart, could be faith
less to her? No. it could cot be posi-
Bile. 1t was nothing cut a lie invented
by Sor Francesca, whom she had re-
fused. To be true. she had herself seen
Assunta coming out from Carlos
house, but then she was u girl VIC
Carlo would never lower himself to
have anything to DO with her.
Rosetta stood up and walled away from
the other girls who we're row sound
asleep. She fslt an irresistible desire to
see ker lover She did rot helievc what
st.S Isttti iFti4E, tGrl Snta wanted to near
lin deny ii With his ewn rleutn ald that
be loved her atone. She went into a side
stree; ieaGtcg to tho %restaur3n where
tlarlo always teQk his dinner at . o'clocl,
with : few friends. $50 ii vas now half-
past enc. She sat 9cw;l a.oR The stooD
Of . iioI.ss, cn the ether side Of tho street
ard Haised atieGtSg.
Carsa aas faaa Of loo..!ng 1T Nil pretty
girls. bit il4t 5 The way Of all t}fe young
men gs}la ea7se from the north. where II
is said There are ontv naIe. atclsiy girls
leelGag !iEe taif-NitlleTed flowers. So
WHY Should they not be slnitten with the
fery beauties Of Rome, especially when
they are painters. But the heart has
nothing to do With it, as Carl had said
SO. often. But then many are so
wicked and the men SO weak, Reset
ta's heart was tortured with jeaicusly.
At last she saw Karl Reinsdcrf coming
with two artist friends. He seemed glad
to see her and was evidently in the best
of hurncr.
FLOW are you, little one? VIII see
you tomorrow or must you again sit for
the 1nglesa?"
Carlo. | must speak to you ~today-right
now she cried excitedly.
Her manner surprised him.
What has happened. Carina mia? Tell
me everything"
She drew him into the hallway and i'm
-pulsively threw iaer arms aroun his neck.
Carlo" she said, looking him straight
the eyes, Carlo, are you faitllless to
me? Some one told me you were. Were
you at The Fontana with Assunta
He laughed, but his laughter did not
sound natural and he did not dare look
at her as he answered:
How can you believe such nonsense?
OF course l was not there"
II shall try to believe you-no, I do be-
.ievc you"
Come to my studio tomorrow, cara
mia, and we shall have a long, cozy chat
together. / must go now, as somebody is
expecting me at Cafe Aragno."
With tears in her eyes Rosetta looked
after him as he hurried down tho street to
join his friends.
Why could he not look her into the eyes?
Why had he seemed so embarrassed and
why this great hurry to get away from
her? Was 1t possible that he was deceive
ing her. who had never looked at amy other
man. for that Trasteveran girl, who was
with every man she laid eyes on?
She must find out! Blu how?
Should she ask Assunta? She would
never tell the truth. No. she must find
for herself. In disguise she would fol-
low her lovers step from morning to night
until she Knew the whole truth.
She went into a store and bought an out
fit as the Roman servants wear, and when
she had put It on n looked at herself in
the mirror she felt sure that not even
Carlo would recognize her.
A strong desire ovcrcame her to watch
house. and she was soon on her
way, feeling very uneasy in the unfamiliar
costume, carefully avoiding the crowded
streets and open squares.
At last she reached the little house so
dear to her. and just then she saw a girl
cross the street going toward the entrance
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