The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-02-09
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 vina's wrathful calls.
 At the Cafe vittora, have beheld four Ameri- Signori," ventured Pasquale swept down the hushed midnight Canal 'The night is yet young, but they seemed already joyous"
 'very we'll The Cafe Vittora, then. Lucy Ann, stop shifting, I'll throw you overheard"
 The Cafe Vttoria shone hilariously as our gondoa sidled up to it's lantern-jeweled pail. We that the crowd beneath it's rainbow awnings surrounded four active American gentlemen. The four seemed to be enjoying themselves remarkably That is three of them were. The fourth was not enjoying himself at all. The others were hoisting him to the cafe table, to do stunts. He protested loudly
 Barnes, you chuckle-head, let go. my leg. Shut Hanged if do. Oh, what ails you sprightly goops, anyway? Yes, I'll speak one verse if you'll tTot I1o home to your little beds the minute minute I'm done' MO- I won't do the Curfew. Now, ready. And floating on the mellow air, came the slow majestic syllables:
 "At midnight in hth guarded tent, The Turk wath dreaming of the hour. silly, silly Marco Bozzaris stunt! But Charlotte's face! Had she hearkened to angelic choirs, she couldn't have looked more rapt, more beautlhc
 But as the ceased Charlotte came to- Like a hunted deer she shot for that gondola. followed But neither of had noticed Pasqua1e. Unseen, he had bunted straight into the crowd; out rang his voice, timploring high above the cheers.
 "Signor! signor! American signor! Come be- seech you! Come aid the Signoripe, your country women, in their straits!"
 Lucy Ann, stop him, stop him!' Down went poor Charlotte. clinging, overwhelmed to the gon- dola.
 "They are arrested, they held criminals" ]" walled Pasquale, in the astounded hush. "The Sig norina Lucia as k1dnapper, the Slgnorlna CarloIIa AS Searsi as accOmpl1ce."
 .'The Signorina Carlotta Searsi!
 dark figure dashed through the jost1ng, ques- tioning ring. Charlotte !eaped for the gondola But the dark figure already there
 Charlotte! You! What happened! ne salo ana none of us gave another thought to the sputtering
 crowd behind Tell me. quick"
 '1n fix 'em." he said, simply when sna Char, Char
 lotte and 1 hysterically explained. We were
 already alongside our Paiazzo. Even in my ex-
 citement, that surprised me.
 "Why, how did you know where we IVed?" asked.
 q came here to find Charlotte only five times . this evening"" he said, jelly. Saw her twice.
 too, on the San Rocco steps. She didn't see
 me- however" (But I felt Charlotte's hand
 tremble in mine) "Now, then!"
 Wel history repeated itself. First, he tried .E Melvina's batteringram tactics. Then he diplo- M natized, with fvelira pieces. To no avail N 'The gendarmes say they will retire, glad ly,' sighed Pasquale. They urge the father, & that he yield. He answers that not for five, &f4 ten, fifty times five lira, will he give way. 81 We looked at the father, stern figure of Ob- stinacy, his big fingers still crossed in the &a horns to guard his soul from Melvina's witch craft of double glasses h; Reinforced concrete isn't he?" said Lang M 6on What ails the fellows thumbs? Rheu- matism? Aphasia?"
 \ Evil Eye," said Charlotte. They big, choked, tired tears in her voice. "Oh, isn't there any way to frighten him out? To pplay his rstitions?" @N ITO make him think he's hoodooed; = to put upon him, as it were, the Xii IH bosh" said Langdon, thoughtfully. #G Hmm"
 Hh He looked at Charlotte long min- Hll ute Charlotte looked back at him.
 k And stared at both. Dusty. and bat &f& tered, and fearful; yet Charlotte look 50UN ed loveer than before. And x Langdon's eyes met hers