Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-07-21


who at once solved the mystery by
recognizing Comerio's handwriting.
THAT is from our friend, the Corsi
can" he remarked. II should know
his writing anywhere"
is Generic a Corsican7 I never
knew that. Then such a message is
doubly significant"
"Why?" asked Sardoni.
Because a Corsican never forgives.
A Neapolitan may kill his man in
sudden passion, but Corslcan will
wait for years, and strike at last
with the cool generalization Of a
devil"
Sardoni looked grave; he could be-
lieve anything of such a man as Com
eric. and he resolved to keep a sharp
watch. and play the part of detective
in the interests of his friend It was
not very cheerful missive to receiv {
just before going on the stage; but
though Carlo candidly owned that the
thought of a stealthy vengeance dog
ging his steps sent an occasional cold
chill through his veins, yet he re-
minded himself that one can grow ac-
customed to almost anything, and
that, after all, his enemy's vengeanc e
was powerless to shorten the life that
had been marked out for him by sin
gle hour. And perhaps his own pri
yate troubles helped him to give a
yet more powerful rendering of the
duel scene and the death of Valentino.
1T frightens me to act with you, .
was Nitas comment; you make it
all too horribly reel, you die so dread,
fully"
Yet he is not so violent as Com.
eric, remarked old Bauer. HE does
not push You away for instance, but
dies like Christian, kissing the Gro. ]
and forgiving you"
THE difference is" said Marioni
that Generic dies like an angry
blusterer and Donati like heart
broken hero. His voice seems better
than ever after the rest"
The next morning Carlo felt a not
| unnatural reaction after the strain OF
the previous day; the long rest had
as Marioni remarked. strengthened
| his voice, but he felt ludicrously stiff
after his two falls in the duel scene
and quite perceived that though being
out of practices might not affect his
acting at the time, yet it told severely
on him afterward, and made the work
10 which in course OF tiIue he would
become Injured a hard and wearing
toll. After breakfast he strclled with
Gisi through the Pavilion gardens;
then, remembering that he had asked
that letters from Merlebank might be
| directed to him al the general post
! Office, he went TO inquire if any had
| arrived, not exactly expecting any
but with "A lovers restless hope foI
! the Improbable. His heart beat
| quickly when an envelope in Clare's
writing was handed to him, but it only
| inclosed a letter from Enrico Ritter
| which had arrived lust after he had
| left Mcrlebank Now that Francesca
was In England, Enricos letters
tered down Ship street, and yielded
meant much less to him, and he saun
to Gigi's entreaties to 90 on the beach
before he began to read It, The let.
ter was unusually short and abrupt
and had evidently been written in
great haste.
prpparn ,fouf. mind To-. I,aJ
AMIGO MIC. It began. your uncle
has died suddenly of an apoplexy, and
! have just learned the conditions OF
his Will He has kept TO his word
and has disinherited you. leaving ev,
cry penny he possesses TO the Little
Sisters OF the Poor. We are all. as
you may imagine, in fine state OF
indignation, and find it beyond human
nature not to speak evil of the dead
| must warn you. too, that YOU have a
living enemy who is doing his best to
/ ron YOU, not of money, but of your
reputation. Some person or persons
unknown have set ON foot a scandal
| about you and Mademoiselle Borelh
and ii is all over the place. Some
| thing of the sort was suggested last
autumn; the first | heard of ii was a
mere surmise, half-jestingly made at a
ball Miss Brtton also overheard the
words, and for her sake made rs
light of them as possible. and. indeed
they We're, | believe, lightly meant
| COW, 1t is possible. of course. that
'hese words started the currert Sian
/ ""r but think it very probable that
/ Comerio may have had hand in the
affair and thought it best to tell YOU
plainly the truth that You and Made
moiselle Borelli are the talk of Naples
You can now take whatever steps Won
think fit, and of course. can count OF
us to fight your battles"
Carlo looked up from this in.fatet
letter with a daz2led, confused feel
ing that all the world was against
him, The calm blue sea, and ,he
pIeasure-boats, and the merry chill
dren playing IN the shore. coutrasted
painfully enough with his troubled
llte, His uncle was dead and had
never forgiven him, The thought Was
real grief, for he had loved tbe
: 'n'ocratic old man. and had hoped
nat some day all might be made
rl-ht between them. Then there was
mat vile, that extraordinary SANDER
! burning wrath consumed him AS he