Arizona republican., 1909-06-03

| world held so many different kinds
of stone or half so many saints. AS
| they started off for the hotel he
| declared that he would be willing to
give ten dollars for a good twenty
| round fight, as a counter-irritant.
You ought to be ashamed of your
self" cried Hillard.
Il know it. It's like caviar; the
taste has to grow I'm capable of
only a limited artistic education, Jack,
so feed me slowly"
You're in love"
That's better than growing maud
lin over raft of saints who never
did me any good. Your Titians and
your Veroneses are splendid; there's
color and life there. But those cross
eyed mosaics!" Merrihew threw UP
his hands in protest
Hillard let go his laughter. Merri-
hew was amusing, and his frankness
in regard to his lack of artistic tenn
permanent in nowise detracted from
his considerable accomplishments.
AS they passed out of the quad
rangle a man accosted them. 1t was
Giovanni, with a weeks growth of
beard on his face, his clothes ragged
and his shoes out at the toes. Swift
ly he enjoined silence.
Follow me-" he said softly.
He led them through tortuous
streets, over canal after canal, to-
ward the Campo San Angelo. He
came to a stop before a dilapidated
tenement and signified that the jour-
ney was at an end. The three mount
ed the dusty worn stairs of stone to
the third landing; and from all sides
they were assailed by the odor of
fish and garlic. Giovanni opened a
door and babe them enter.
why did you run away from me
last night, Giovanni"
Il was afraid. When 1 returned
for you, you were gone. But last
night I was a fugitive, in hiding.
Today / am free" with an exultant
note.
'Free?" said Hillard, astonished
Il shall explain. l have been to
Paris. Come"
Seated by the window which over
looked the little canal was a young
woman. Her hands lay passively in
her lap, and her head was lowered.
The pose was resignation. She did
not stir as they entered.
You have found herr" whispered
Hillard, a great pity swelling his
heart. What. after all, were his own
petty troubles in the face of this
! tragedy?
"Carissime?" called the father. his
voice thrilling with boundless love.
At the sound she turned her head.
Her face, thin and waxen, was still
beautiful. ethereally beautiful, but
without life. She was, perhaps, three
and twenty.
Il have brought an old friend to
see you,' said Giovanni. DO you re-
member the Signore Hillard?"
"Oh, yesi l am glad" She stood
up.
Hillard offered his hand awkwardly
and hers touched it with the chill
dampness of snow.
We are going back to the Sabine
Hills, Enrichetta and l." The old
man rubbed his hands joyously, "Eh,
carissime?"
Yes, father" with smile which
had neither gladness or interest in it.
But dare you?" asked Hillard in
an undertone.
for me. The news of his success
came this early morning. I am free;
l may walk with men again.
Merrihew leaned against the wall.
uneasy and wishing himself anywhere
but here. Tender and generous, he
hated the sight of pain. They were
talking in Italian, but intuitively he
translated. What a devil of a world
ii was,
Giovanni made his daughter sit
down again, patted her cheeks, then
pushed his friends into another room,
| closing the door.
81 found her." he said in English.
the chords in his throat standing
out. And Mother of Christ how
have suffered She was dancing. She
had to sit at tables and drink with
the men. That or the Seine When
she saw me she gave a great cry
and fell. She has not been like her
self, but that will pass away in time
Now she sits in silence and broods.
l went to the Italian ambassador.
He heard my story in full. He wrote
personally to the king. Today l am
free. / have had to walk from Milan.
almost. 1 had little money. That let
ter of credit--so you call tits with
my cousin in Sorrento"
How much will you need to get
to Rome@'
Hold on, Jack" interposed Merri-
hew. 'Tll take care of the financial
end. / won money at Monte Carlo.
Giovanni; so it will hurt nobody if
you take five hundred francs"
Giovanni scorned to hide his tears
All, these Americans! Who could
match them for impulsive generosity?
II will pay it back" he said.
mo, l give it to you Giovanni. il
will ease my conscience of the sin OF
gambling"
Both of you will live to n good
old age" said Giovanni propheticaily
Good men are needed in the world,
and God doesn't take all of them
young
And the MANI" Hillard could not
refrain from putting this question.
Giovanni looked down. The sig
more told me never to speak of that
again"
so 1 did" replied Hillard" But all
is changed now"
DO you think so?" Giovanni did
not smile
Go back to your hills with your