The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-06-23

were potent to save her from the
| whole Corsican race.
wen, / think ii would havs been
had we got away without old TomassO
killing Count Danella and the French
| carbineers shooting old Tomasso. As
it is" Barnes paused suddenly and
asks abruptly: Did Door old Tomas
so Monaldi have any close relatives
Not so very close, either. Cousins.
even to the second and third degree
often take hand in these barbaric
feuds."
Il believe while 1 vas there" an
swers Miss Anstruther L heard u
daughter spoken of. Etheria, she was
called-the betrothed. I understand, of
that medieval young cavalier who
acted as bridesman and made that
awful Smollet speech TO Marina. Young
Bernardo Saliceti, a member of the To-
cal governing body. ambitious to be
elected to represent Corsica in the
French chamber of deputies"
"Hnmph, a young Corsican swell be-
trothed, to the daughter of the man
killed on the mountain. Besides, I've
heard the dead MussO speak of a half
brother, COrsican on the mothers side
one CorregiO CiprianO Danella. De
BellOc mentioned him as we rode down
the mountain COrregio lives most of
the time in southern France, but has
the damnable ethics Of his island, -
mutters Burton, then he suddenly
checks himself, for Edwin Anstruther
is bringing his bride up the compan-
iOnway to the deck.
The young English naval officer
looks, notwithstanding the fatigues
and excitement Of his recent adven-
ture, the embodiment of strength, hap
piness and courage. The only time his
eyes falter is when he chances at the
delicate loneliness of his bride, for Ma
rina. notwithstanding her resistant
youth, shows signs that in the last for
ty-eight hours she has endured more
agonies than come to the average WO-
man in a lifetime.
Yet it is evident the gracefully beau
tiful creature is making a persistent
effort to place the past behind her.
Every time her eye lights on her bride
groom. the flush of happiness trans
forms the brides face into dream of
passionate loneliness. Each time she
touches the arm of Edwin Anstruther,
Barnes notes that her slight fingers
cling to the young Englishman's stout
muscles as if to be certain a living
husband is beside her and she is not
bereft. Still there is confidence in
the young COrsican lady's bearing that
makes the american, VINO now cOnSld-
ers himself as her physician, more
hopeful of her physical strength.
"Ah, Marseilles is ahead of us. dear
Mr.. Barnes" she says her dark eyes
lighting up in their enthusiastic south
ern way. Tomorrow. Paris; the next
day, London, where. Edwin tells me,
you hope to be happy, happy as"
'As | am" interjects ADstruther
Enid has promised to make you So
hasn't she, my boy? And I'll see that
she does it. No delays for trousseau;
minister to the mast and sentence ex-
ecuted at once on that young lady who
is putting her head over the taffrail to
hide her bushes. which she'll pretend
come from the sea air
please attend to Marina's bushes
Edwin: they're enough for any man to
take care Of" laughs Miss Antruther.
Yes. and take Mrs. Anstruther in
to breakfast" commands Barnes, deft-
ly giving Marina her English name,
thinking it will impress upon her that
she is no more COrsican.
breakfast, says Anstruther
promptly. and leads his bride into the
dining salon.
Though I am not married, / am