Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1914-03-12
The GLASS OF
POISONED Wine
+ ar;iG!ous Husband Meets a
lust Fate.

mon Tor getting ilu or an tlltillS-One
to stab him in the back. the other to
poison him.
Anton Cardi was infatuated with
EiiluriA CareDo; but. she being Il mar
riy,l nm he had concluded TO wed
Lucia Sanchez, whom he did not love.
but who possessed Il fortune. Ne soon
or had the wedding taken place than
Signor Careno Tell i'll and died. 'caving
Nittorin Il widow. Then t"r1i was be.
side himself with anguish that he had
not waited. His wife hHG some inlliing
of the cause Of Il distrrN-; '.e could not
conceal. aud since she ioNeI him she.
TOO. was miserable. One day she met
Nittoria and turned her back ul'un her.
why 40 you treat ~" in this way%'
asked NittoriA.
Because you hold my husband in
thrall."
He holds himself in thra!!." replied
Signora Careno. Il care no more for
him than that" And she snapped her
fingers.
Lucia vas encouraged at this, think
ing that if .Anton's low was not re-
turned it would at last wear itself out.
She told her husband what Vittoria
had said. but it had no effect upon
him. he believing that it was a natural
denial for Vittoria to make to his own
wife. Indeed. when Vittoria to prove
what she had said made a friend of
Lucia. Anton was infatuated enough
to suppose that Vittorja was deceiving
his wife with a view to gaining oppor-
tuDitieS to be near him. Surprising
that the woman he loved would marry
him if he were free to marry. he re-
solved to get rid Of his wife by poison.
Lucia was used to taking every morn
ing at II O'Clock a light breakfast OF
luncheon. as we would call it in Amer
lea. consisting of a few fancy biscuits
and a glass of wine. A servant usually
set it out on a table some time during
the morning for her mistress TO take at
the usual hour. One morning Anton
passed through the room where the
luncheon stood ready. 1t was 10 o'clock.
and his wife would not partake Of il
for an hour. Nevertheless he resolved
to avail himself Of the opportunity to
drop poison in the wine. He would re
main near and see that no one except
she for whom it was intended drank it.
While he was waiting. Il summons
came to him from the grand duke.
with whom he stood i'll high favor. to
come ut once to the palace. There vas
nothing to do but obey. Should he
leave the glass of poisoned wine OF
empty it where it would 90 10 harm?
There was no one in the house. for
his wife had gone out. She would re-
turn before II. drink the wine, and
the culprit. being away at the time,
would not be suspected of foul play.
He resolved to leave it where it stood.
He had scarcely left the house when
he met Vittoria.
Good morning, Signor Carpj," she
said. II am going to call upon your
wife. Is she at homer"
NO" replied Anton: "she is out.
You had better choose another time"
Il will go in and wait for her. She
has told me that she is never out long
in the morning" And she proceeded
On her way.
Il must go back" said Anton to the
dukes messenger. a young noble of
powerful frame and OF a merry. devil
may care disposition.
What. To keep company with a
lady when your sovereign commands
your ~presence?"
ut is very important that | return
to my house at once"
and l say it is important that you
obey the dukes summons"
Anton started to go back. but the
messenger caught him about the waist
and as he was of light weight carried
him on, laughing at his struggles. con
sidering it a fine thing to be keeping
him from a meeting with a lady. The
fear that Vittoria might drink the poi
soned wine gave Anton strength to re-
sist, but with all this to stimulate him
he was unable to break away from his
tormentor. who carried him into the
presence of the duke. whom be told.
with great merriment, how he had
kept him from an appointment.
"Ha. ha. Signor Carpi." laughed the
duke. I'VE must make an example of
a married man who desires to tete-a-
tete with a lady in his own house dur
ing his wife's absence. Lock the doors.
Come. l have sent for you to play a
game Of cards."
For an hour the duke kept Anton at
the game. Anton was so p%reoccupied
that he scarcely knew one card from
another.
At - o'clock Anton rushed into his
house wondering whether he would
find Vittoria Or his wife dead. He
found them both lamenting over the
body Of his favorite hound. The mo-
ment he saw that Vittoria was safe he
sank senseless into a chair.
Lucia had come in and found Vito
ria waiting for her. Presently Lucia
went into the room where luncheon
had been set out to find the dog dying
and the wineglass empty. She called