Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1908-10-01

her alone. And yet n II evident some
body wanted somebody to foil Nv this
cyclamen trail, and whether somebody
wants II OF not, | AM here anyway"
thinks the American grimly. And
thanks to the divine Orczza water, !
am rather 1t for fighting" Then care
fully examining his revolver. the pisto.
shot remarks: And that's 1T also,
thank God"
With this, rcsulutcly but more cir.
cumspcctly, Mr.. Barnes continues his
way Owe the path marked by the eye
la,nen branches.
by tho time he has come out On the
hills looking down toward the Tuscan
sea it Is very dark. There Is no moon
yet, but the light from the lone watch
tower attracts him. Tho cyclamcn
flowers he occasionally picks up make
him know this f. the road Anstluther
must have Travelled.
Suddenly, but quietly, he turns his
horse from the path, and In the scClu.
sion OF a thickct of wild grapes, lis
tens. Some dozen men are coming
from the east; he hears n of them
grOwl: "Nhy, there's no 'Luccheso'
nearer than Pictra to- fight, though the
count ordered every man about the
farm 10 90 out and protect the vines
from them"
"Wcll, there's some good reason for
Maestro tipriano's orders. Prrchance
the Italian labur"r5 in the Green Orez
"a quarry have risen up" adds an.
other.
"pcIhaps with the lady he wishca
not tn b" Disturbed. pigglcs a tllilh.
The count has musicians in a boat on
The shore"
The men have no sooner passed
tina Barnes starts quickly down the
road. The lady he sucssl
either Marina on his W bride, though
Of the last Ii" has slight hope. \ sub
'In"d light from In" town guides him
III the darkness.
But when he il within less than n
hundred yards Of the building. his
| horse, with Il sudden snort OF terror,
| draws mp wight in the path, C%rOuchini
On his launches. and Barnes pccrin:
over his strCd's head, paZcs into the
ir"p chasm that d"sCCndS sheer 10 tie
very S"t. Spiinging from his from.
hIin@ horse, th" American finds that
III" bridge. which is II light. swinging
N" not o,"r 81 feet In length. has
been swnng to tn" other side.
The scent of "A fresh cyclamcn bloom
cnt"rs his nOstrils. He looks ut lilo
removed bridge and remarks acutcly:
ITS evident cirriano has got un the
other side ia" person he wished to fol.
low these iiow'rS.'
So Barnes razoS ross the chasm
IA" cannot pass. The night being very
still, h" h"a.; over the soft murmur
1T til" waves beneath him the sweet
,Omnntic music Of Corsica rising from
. boat. tbs The playing of StrinR"d in.
siIum"nts accompanying Il sweet ma.
tiN" loy" song. each stanZa ending in
hat curious prolonged note peculiar
20 those island dittica.
What the druc" is that bizarre.
crafty devils game" wonders the
American. Then he hears voices from
me low I bIslcan mouse. beyond tho
clrviccs hc secs Marina in white r0bc
amid til" lights AMI flowers OF the
y"rnnia li'r sweet tones AZ" scarce
audible. Ihcn Danclld's yoic" reaches
him family in III" soft night air.
Ne begins 10 mdoN Sand and NUT
t"ra. Good Goa
Ai'cr a liill" ciS "f love set despair
rcnds IN" heavens from tn" tower. II
Is Anytruti"r's. 'Tis mingled with q
wolnln'a glri"E fm mercy. My hus
band in Mnnina'S voice.
Next BARNES hears t|jpliano's anave
triumphant laugh. and h" mutlcrs
MY Cod, Tor y pistol It's IA fearful
long shot, hat it's IT," only way
iIp ~: rpNIlNGEbl