The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1908-02-12

buttoned coat is seated upon a hen
coop and economically eating some
hard-boiled eggs and roasted chest
nuts he has produced from his pockets
You don't remember me, old Ma
teo,' remarks Barnes, gazing at the
ancient innkeeper of the auberge II
Pescatori
BY the blessings of the saints,
do, honored Signore Barnes, of New
York replies the representative of
old Corsica, his eyes lighting up with
lurid glow. "A grand duel that we
arranged on the beach year ago! All
Ajaccio has been out to see where An
tonic died and Marina took the oath of
the vendetta. 1t helped business
grandly. Has she killed YETI" The
old mans tone is moodly eager
Not yet" answers Barnes, senten-
tiously.
Per Baccho, saw her with another
English officer in the stern few min
utes since. They say she's welded to
him. Hasn't found the man who slew
her brother, but given her beauty to
another of his accursed race. IT'S
share on Corsica!' mutters the old
vendetttaist, disgustedly
Il believe on the morning of that
duel interjects Burton, you were
kind enough, Mateo, to give me quite a
little history of the vendetta on which
you seem to be an authority; how your
father, fisherman, fell in one, and
you drowned the man who killed your
father
All, that memory is pleasant one,
Signore. | can always sleep in peace;
my enemy had no relatives or de-
scendants.'
But where there are relatives and
descendants, the feud goes on The
American knocks the ashes from his
cigar.
Until there are no more left, OF
course! Even to all who bear the
name or have a drop of the blood in
their veins if they are men and Cor.
sicans, answers old Mateo stoutly
All, but you seem quite an authority
on the subject. But are these feuds
ever permitted to include women as
victims?" asks the American. his eyes
very anxious.
! 'Maladetto. why not9 Women pro-
duce two-thirds of the vendettas, NUT
tiers the old man, sardoncally.
| Mr. Barnes turns moodily away from
!, this cruel aspect of the internal pas,
/ sion of unending revenge AS he en-.
| tiers the dining salon and seats himself
beside Miss Enid, he mutters to him,
self: BY Jove, am / losing my
nerve?" for the thought that his deli.
cate fiancee may possibly be drawn
| into the horrible blood feud has pro.
| duced a new sensation in his VEINS
Half an hour afterward the AjacciC
| boat is pulled up alongside of the Quai
toilette in Marseilles and is discharg
| ing its few passengers and little freight
into that bustling artery of modern
commerce full of moving wagons
shrieking cabmen and the other eject
eras of a great commercial port.
The ladies are below getting their
little baggage together, assisted by
Edwin. Barnes, who has already sen,
waiter on shore to bring a carriage
with an after-breakfast cigar between
his teeth, is pacing the deck of the
vessel.
bright. smart little telegraph boy
flies up the gangplank. After asking
directions of the first officer. he steps
to Mr.. Barnes and hands him blue
envelope.
"A wire from somebody who knew
was on this boat thinks the Ameri
can, and hastily tearing it open. reads:
| Burton H. Barnes.
| Steamer Constantine arriving Mar
settles. Ajaccio, May &C. 1883
| En- evant double quick The devil is be.
| hind you. Look out for Saliceti Details
| by letter. De b.
From instinct Mr. Barnes touches
his hip pocket just to be sure his re
volver is there. Then he PAGES the
deck meditatively for moment. cogi
tating: Something must be happen
ing in Corsica for that old Algerine
campaigner De Belloc to send such ;
dispatch. Best the ladies don't SEE
this and tears the message up, toss
ing the pieces overheard AS he doe.
SO Miss Anstruther is beside him.
fluffy white parasol over her head.
1. II think says Mr.. Barnes. well gt
to London as soon as possible. VIZ
have but 20 minutes to catch the train
All, here's Tompson with the valises,
He takes Miss Anstruthers maid, al
English girl of about 20, and rattle
helpless in a French-speaking coun
try, puts her with the heavier article
of their baggage into voture ant
dispatches her to the railroad depot a
once. Returning to his fiancee on tn,
deck of the boat, he says impatiently
Why doesn't Edwin bring Marina O.
deck?"
This is answered by the young Cor
sican bride herself. My husband,
she fingers on the word radiantly
will be along in minute He il
cordins up our baggage, sailor fash
ion All atauto, | think Edwin call
it, Is it all ashore now. dear MI
Barnes and Marina drapes her ligh
/ travelling robe with graceful! han,