The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1909-11-04


Looks as if your Kitty were the
needle in the haystack."
"Cut it, savagely. Pictures and
churches and museums were all well
enough. but Merrihew wanted Kitty
Kiliigrew above all the treasures of
earth.
When they turned down to the Via
Caracciolo. with the full sweep of the
magnificent bay at their feet. Merri-
hew's disappointment softened some
what. 1t was the fashionable hour.
The band was playing near by in the
/ Villa Nazionale. Americans were ev-
erywhere. Occasionally stray prin-
cess or countess flashed by inert and
| listless against the cushions and inva-
riably overdressed. And when men ac-
companied them the men df they were
! husbandsl lolled back. even more list
less. And beggars Of all sorts and de-
scriptions besieged the very great
/ grand rich Americans"
They were nearly a week in Naples.
They saw the galleries, the museums
and churches; they saw underground
Naples; they made the weary and use
4 full ascent Of Yesuvius, and Merrihew
added a new smell to his collection
every hour. Pompeii by moonlight
however. was worth thosand ordi-
nary dreams. and MerIihew who had
abundant Imagination. but no art with
which to express it, happily or unhap-
PLY. saw Lytton's story unfold in all
its romantic splendor.
They fingered at Amalf three days
and dreamed away the hours under
the white pergola. Merrihew was
loath to leave. but billiard was for 60
ing on to Sorrento. for which his heart
was always longing.
A spring rain fell as they took the
incline. and it followed them over the
mountains and down into Sorrento.
They finally drew up in the courtyard
of the Hotel de la Sirena, and the
long ride was at AN end. The little gar
den was white and pink with roses
and camellias, and the tubbed manda-
rims were heavy with fruit
And this is March," said Merrihew.
his thought travelling back to his own
bleak country. where winter is so long
and summer is so short
Their rooms were on the northeast
corner. on the first floor, and from the
windows they could look down upon
the marina piccoIa and the tideless
sea. sheer $50 feet below. Every
body welcomed the Signor Hillard.
The hotel was his and everything and
everybody in it.
Later. when they were alone. Hillard
began to explain.
They remember my father. He used
to live like a prince in Sorrento. Ev-
cry time | come here | do the best l
can to keep the luster to his name.
Tomorrow l shall point out to you the
villa in which | was born. A Russian
princess owns it now
"A real live princessr' said Merri-
hew "Is she beautiful
''Cnce upon a time" returned Hill
lard. laughing
Giovanni did not return till late that
night. ard on the morrow Hillard
questioned him.
Il have been TO see a cousin said
Giovanni. who lives on the way to FL
Deserta.'
All, SO you have cousin here?"
"Yes. signor'
How old he looked. poor DEVIL Hill
lard had not taken particular notice
of him during the past weeks eXcur-
sions. Giovanni had aged ten years
since they landed.
And was this cousin glad to see
you? And is he to be truSted?"
Both. signor he had some news. |
She-the girls a dancer in Paris
cafe"
Would you like me to give you the
necessary money to go to Paris and
bring her back to the Sabine hills?"
Hillard asked softly.
Il shall 20 to Paris. signor-after."
What is his ndme?" billiard had |
never till this moment asked this Ques-
ton
Il know 1t. Tint is sufficient. He
is high. signor. very high. yet shall
reach him. If told you his name
There would be the possibility of
my warning him"
That is why I hesitate"
lyon are Catholic. Giovanni"
Giovanni siGnifed that he vas
Docs ..ur the God of all Catholics,
IF all Christians, in fact-does he not
say that vel geance is his and that he
viii repay?"
But Their. are so many of us, ST
yncr, so MARI of us small and of slight
Importance. chat. likely enough. God,
With all his larger cares. has not the
line to remember us. What may hap
zen to him IN the hereafter does not
me, for he viii certainly be
n the purgetory of the rich and l in
he purgatory of the poor 1t must be
low, now!'
Go your own way ssid Hillard,
Iismissing him. Il shall never urge
on again.
Giovanni gone. Hillard leaned against !,
he easement. The sun was bright this
morning, and the air was clear. He :
ould see Naples distinctly. Below.
be fishermen and their wives, their
are feet blowing in the wet sands,
-ere drawing in the nets, swaying