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The departure of Madelon left 291)â€" oni in a state and cundltiun of .mlnd not to be easily described. He wished. after she had gone and the full crash of the possible calamity had fallen, that he had cast aside all reserve aqd questioned her more closely. As it was he knew next, to nothing Be sure, the princess had sent to him a hopeful, Cheering word. He would have sent, lhe same to her, though horrors untold had stared him in the face. and 110 knew that she was as brave as he “‘83 himself, so he could not build upon her show of courage. » .. ,,y1- "0h, heaven help the honest, pure- minded woman who shall fall into his life-long companionship! 1 would hear the. deur one to the utlei'most part of the earth before 1 would see her con- signed to such a faLe." At this juncture he stopped in his walk. happening to stand as he did so directly before the canvas on his easel and‘ as his glance [ell upnn the picture a change came over himâ€"a new direcâ€" tion to his thoughts. "Oh, I shall go mad or bring my- self into a fever if I go on in this way! I am as helpless at this moment as an infant. 1 must leave my love to the care of her kind-hearted guar- dian, and patiently wall [or n sign. It will come. 1 know. when there shall be great need. She can find means of communication. Should Madeion fail lie-1' there are others who would gladâ€" .ly serve her. She has told me that." “VA wuvn v1. UVuAuev. He stood for a long time in the. self- same Spot where the duenna had left him, gazing into vacancy, the picture of terror and consternation. More than 01106, when his thoughts had return- ed) to him, was be strongly tempted. to rush after the old woman and cull her back. but the sober second thought reâ€" strained him. She knew nothing as yet of the love between the princess and himself. She suSpected it ; she may have hecome morally convinced that, such. m truth. was the situation; but, it was very evident that Isabel had said nothâ€" ing to her on the subject, and he felt that he had no right to do so. No. he could not seek further information at the hands of Mndelon. "Aye. he said to himself, as these thoughts occupied his mind; "he has the right to blame me, I am lhe stronger party, and by far the elderl I am a strong. experienced man; she a young. tenderchearted, truslful, inex- perienced maiden. It shuvuld have been my part to hold my peace I know the law. and though the 'extremest penal- ties of former times have been expung- mi from the statutes of tha realm, yet tlie prohibition still exists in its old' tune force. A patrician may not marâ€" ry with a plebeian in Parma nor in {Elam nor in Venice, nor' in Genoa. :1 (act, nor anywhere in Italy is the deed legally Permisaihle. 0h. whaL shall be the end?’ He turned his face heavenward und breathed a fervent, prayer to the Good Father, and then he took up his palette together with two or three light, delicate brushes. Ere long the marks of pain and suspense left his face; the healthful color returned to his cheeks and a wondrous lightâ€"a light. almost divineâ€"had chased the agâ€" ony from his eyes. An inspiration had (some to him, and while it endured all other things would be forgotten. He was at Work upon the face of St. Cecilia. Minutes passed; and hours; and with each passing period a new beauâ€" ty sprang to life beneath the magic of his brush. He counted not the lapse of time; he thought not of fa- tigue. At noon he suspended work long enough to partake of the simple re- freshments he had brought with him to the studioâ€"wine. and bread, and fruitâ€"[or he Well knewâ€"nuture told himâ€"that, if he would draw heavily "upon the mental powers, he must keep the body in healthful tune. He disposed of the frugal repast; At that moment he wished the duke would come to him. Anything would _be better than this terrible heartâ€"rend- mg, soul-harrowing suspense. More- over. he was not at heart in fear of the man. There was something, he thought, too generous. 100 naturally 'ust and noble in the heart and disposâ€" ltl'on of Antonio Farnese to suffer him to; be feared by any honest wellâ€"mean- ing maul Yet he could not put away ‘ Lu.‘ ._.u “v... -~~ u- __- a certain dread of meeting the dnke‘s benignant tuce with u louk upon H .of pained surprise, and. perhaps, of hu- ter blame. "Isabel! My love: My life! If I could know how it is with ihea at this moment] What. has the duke said? What has Steffuno done i" As that last name fell from his lips be started as from an electric shock, and straighlway began to pace to and fro. He could not stand still with thoughts of thal sinister-visaged man in his mind. "As I live," he said, " I believe the moundrel has deep in his plotting heart a plan for the winning of Isabel‘s hand for himself] 1 am convinced it is so. But can the duke suffer such a thing! It does not seem p0ssihle- Yet,“-afâ€" ter a lengthy pauseâ€"“it may not be impossible. Antonio is likely to die childless. He can not, at all events, leave a son old enough to assume the scepter at his death. Sieffuno is his only near relative; and, villain as he is. I verily believe he would command a large following amongst the nobles of Parma. He would pander to their worst vices, and wink at their wickâ€" edness. Ayeâ€"in all that was low and vile and dissolute he would join with all his heart. then gave a brie IS he could find and invigorated and wnrked unti He could paint CHAPTER XII (Continued) ed of the frugal repasl; tbrief space to such rest find; and then, refresth Ited he resumed his work until he was very weary. aint no more after that. A moment later a gentle rap sound- ed outside. and Madelon went to an- swer it. It was the duke, as â€"she thought. She moved back and allowed him to pass in, and would then have followed and provided him with a seat, but he touched her gently on the arm and pointed toward the door. She took the hint and left. The princess knew not what she had He meet, b_ut she was prepared Ever since she nrése from her bed she had been thinking of the ordeal now at hand, and had been mustering strength to bear it patiently and bravely. A firm resolve to be entirely frank and truthfulâ€"to keep nothing back that her guardian had a right. or could have And while her dear busily employed, his check, by the inspiratk check, by the in sessed him. tur It was near t noon. and Made from her miss studio». " Madelon! Me a sudden burst I would have ya of your ability, 157 and completely; and I know you will give me your sympathyâ€"that you will be true and faithful. Dear old mamma, I love Znnoni, love him with all my heart and all my strength; and he loves me the same. I have never in- tended to practice deceit, but you yourself know how hard, how trying it is to show one’s innermost heart to the?xvorld. Are you surprised, mam- ma .. "Oh. my dear, dear mistress!” the duenna exclaimed, seeming not to have heard the question, “ how I wish vou had told me before. The Signor had something to say to me which he could not say. because he dared not reveal to me his love." " Yes. dear lady.“ And thereupon the good old woman went on and $3“ a full and ver fair account of her late Interview. ‘ He said I was to bear to you a blessing from him; and to tell you that he should suffer until 11? heft}; {ram you again." "Oh, he shah hen; delon ’l" “ Never know next you gave sent it ?" “Yes. I will go. But' dear lady, I have not told you all. The Signor sent something more. He asked meâ€"Sn h?- seechingly lâ€"wvould I give to you three u‘unls from himself; and l was to tell 3.1 u‘ that he sent them from his heart- I hesitated just a mommt. Ah. [did- n’t know then what I know DOW- B“ I told him Iwo’uld do it.” "Well, Madelonl you have not for- gotttaln them i” _ "Goodness mercy! I should think not. They were only these. Don't feel too hopeful, dear child, for they In.“ disappoint you, “'hat he saidâ€"his lips quivered. and I saw the gleam of mons- ture in his eyesâ€"what he said was only this, nothing more: 'Failhful unlU death!‘ I promised him I would give them to you. and then 1 came away." “ Thanks, dear old mammal You don’t know how much good these three little words will do me.“ The princess bent her head for a little time after she had thus spoken, her thoughts busy. By~and-by she looked up and laid her hand upon her duenna's arm. "Madelon,” she said, with an earnâ€" est, trusting look into the aged face, "I have a question to ask you and I know you will answer me frankly and truthfully. You once had a daugh' ter 2" -_,.,.,.~ -H.......u nw'A ed to grow up, suppose she were npw Just'as I am, and. you loved her thh all your heart and soul and strength; and suppose you should be told that She had a lover who wished to make her his Wife; and, further, you should find that her own love was equal to his» and, in the and, suppose you shoultl find that Juan Zanoni was the man 05 her ch0ioeâ€"-tell me, what would you 110? What would you say when they came and asked for your blessing on their union T’ The old woman \houghl seriously, profoundly for several seconds. It, was to her a subject of wondrous moment. and she considered it as such. At length she looked up, with a rich mola- t-urej in her eyes and a deep pathos In her voice, and made answer: ' "As true as heaven! dear mistress. of all the men I ever knew I wuuld choose Signor Zanoni for my daugh- ter‘s husband; and I should feel it In my heart to praise God for his won- derful mercy !" "0b, a darling, dear lady! My lit- tle Nanette] I can see her now as I saw her in the long, long years ago, when she was a laughing, loving, hap- py child. She was only ten when she dned." ” But, Princess," said the duenna, af- ter a short pause. with a look of trou- ble in her honest face, "you must re- member, Nanette would not have been a patrician. I don’t know, my dear child. that. I do right in speaking ID you in such a manner respecting the painter, who is only a plebeian, and poor at that. 1 am afraid the duke, if he knew would blame me very much. and he mightâ€"ah, hark! it is lhB step oLf the duke himself.” "Bless Madelonl Blesshyoul You have {nade rye very hapPY- u n,,‘ hand, and had been mustering strength “Ah! Isabel! Isabel! That will not to bear it patiently and bravely. A do. You must not beg the question firm resolve to be‘ entirely frank and in that manner. I can tell you this: truthfulâ€"to keep nothing back that Had the lady whom I made my wife her guardian had a right, or could have been 0f DIQbei-ilu origin I Should not a legitimate‘ desire to knowâ€"gave her have been permitted to marry her. It support. She had been prepared tosee would have caused a social and civil a dark frown on his brow, and marks ‘1‘e\'01Uti0I\- N0. n0;y0\1 must not ap- ol‘ stern disapproval, if not. of anger, peal to my affections. This is a case on his face; but as she now raised her where calm reason and plain. practi- eye-s and gazed steadily upon him 5113 Cal common sense must hold sway. Do found nothing of the kind. She found you not seeâ€"~does not your own better pain there and unrest, perhaps disap~ judgment tell you-thar you can not proval; but what there was of emoâ€" marry with Zanoni? Stop! Hear me tiou in his brave, noble face was kindly : Lhwugh 1 implore .‘y'Oll- I Will “0‘5 tire and sympathetic. lyou ii I can help it. ‘Madelon, suppose Nanette had livâ€" on! Madelon 1” she cried, with burst of s1r0ng emotion: "if lave you serve me to the best Vhility. I must trust you ful- umpletely; and I know you me your sympathyâ€"that you mm and faithful. Dear old I love Znnoni, love him with fining, Mndelon. You will time. But you saw him, and hlm my message just as I r the » Idelon [ission And thereupon the ‘ad just to 'the r lover is thus agony held in an that has p05- to the princess. idle oi the {ore- .d just returned 0 the winter‘s You will go, MR her cepte and, the Ana then that becaml thougk ance. sympath this. she this. she felt that she owed it t( to break the ice. If there had offense ‘she had been the offender he only a sufferer. She would him if she Could. "Dear guardian!” she said, lay hand on his arm and looking up his face with a depth of uffiectio to gwe me think and you for it‘ whst Ste-Hana had p1 should not have suffere on any avcount nor 111 text. whatever would I l to he done. But it is "One moment," broke in the princess at this point. “\Vill you tell me if Count Denaro had any part in it?“ If the duke would have shielded the count, which he was evidently inclin- ed to do, not being positive one way or the other with regard to his culpaâ€" bility. he should have answered prompt- ly and withuut reserve. but instead he hesitated and took time to think. and when he would have spoken the keenâ€" sighted girl stopped him. "Neverr mindiiiear guardian. You can answer me no further. You are n9§_sure, but ypu have your, dquptsj: "I am'sure Br oHe thfngf Isabel. If the count gave his consent, he had no haggl- origingting it." . "Dearfluardianfi' she answfled, Inukâ€" mg up who his face with me light uf yer great love. filling her chleu eyes. I Wish Icould tell yuu hmv much I love my hem. Mail ask you a quesâ€" tlon ? ' The duke started. and a deep soul- sent sigh burst from his lips. “Y- 11 hn e to] l me that she was beau- tiful." the princess went on. after a little pause; "and 1 know she must have been pure and good or you would not have taken her for the partner. of your life. Was she very noble l” “Isabel,” cried the duke quickly with strong feeling, “she was one of the noblest, true-st; women I ever knew." “You did not quite understand me. Sir. I meant, was she of very exalted rank by birth ’9" Antonio caught his breath, and Changed color. The princess had ask- ed more than she dreamed of. She had touched something of which she had never held a suspicion. The fathâ€" er of the girl he had married had been one of the foremost, men of his timeâ€"â€" a. brave and gallant soldier, and an exâ€" perienced military commanderâ€"hut he had been born under a cloudâ€"illegitiâ€" mate; and. though his pati’iciun fntlr er had recognized him after he had W011 fame and station, the stain was upon him. and many knew it. "Dear guardian. have 1 unintentionâ€" ally wounded you? Oh, if I have I know you willâ€"" "Isabel! >Aie’ ybu serious? DO you mean all that your words would 308111 to Vignply 3'" "You married young. You have told me about your wife. Do you re- mggn'ber how you loved her ’5" "Hush! It is nothing my child. My wife was of patricizm birthâ€"of ancient lineage. Her futher I knew welL There was a misfortune in his life; but he was one of the best men that ever lived, and one of the bravest." "Guardian. do you think your wife's accident of birth had anything to do with your love for her ‘3" All this she saw i e time old Mad med the door b4 isen to her feet I visitor close t pted iL with a n d, having waited sumed her own 5 ample. {It 'CEFtfiinly use it. She uffering. (new I) :e with a mistak< with me s that 5 And she a: time in SZIVV in kindly did E her hands and gazed '15'. A little while so His lips quivered per- eginning, and his voice ireak more than once strength and self-con- on, though all, no time lecome else than kind- inful aw, too, that his ‘ his kindness an his tongue. 3 He w how trugg Ask anything you 1 u l' out t night she said, laying a (1 looking up into a moment. at nd he on have come to : the confession I ;ht. I asked you which to rest and child, you must thankful: she had vil] first e known to do I No, not any pre- thank ntl hIS life. Whe heart. and creature of I breathe, I would. than my one not tha living- Lion! do thi "Oh duke spun. She was ms the one thing in the heartin 'loved. 1V plebeian meant sociz ishment from Italy. not endure. He m crush out the evil at ishment from Italy. That not endure. He must find crush out the evil at once, at He had reached out to take hand, and was on the point 0 iurther, when a quick, 5 sounded l it instant his page, his place "That is what I ask." _"An(l 1 give you the promise." "Ah! I do not promise Lhat I will not send my faithful Madelon to give him cheer and comfort!" the princess said to herself after the duke had gone. Sounded upon the door. He] it instantly. It was the su his page. Filippo. and he was his place at the head of the m “Isabel! I must leave you fairs of state will not wait I go I knew you will give me promise that you will.| this time, see Zanoni, nor wri until I have seen and spoken again. You will not refuse him 3" THE SENSATIONALIST. "She is one of the women who would be willing to have a murder commitâ€" ted upon her doorâ€"step for the sake of the notoriety and commiserating sym- pathy it would bring to her.” The speaker was a physician, and the subject of his remarks a young and atâ€" tractive woman, who was merely a type of the sensationalist class. The sensationalist is a common figâ€" ure in our midst. She it is who tells of an ordinary incident that has beâ€" fullen her in such a manner that she shines in the light of a heroine. Her illnesses are a little different and more painful than the ailments from which other people suffer. In speakâ€" ing of Vthe affection of a friend for her she refers ‘to it as an undying Love. Her whole life is surrounded with a, halo of romance and coloring that may be delightful for her, but that is certainly both amusing and annoying ‘to the spectator. r_ The sensationalist craves sympathy', and will have it at any price. Her litâ€" tle annoyances assume gigantic pro- portions as she narrates them to an oftenâ€"bored listener. She is positively jealous of an event in which she is not concerned, and resents any attenâ€" tion or sympathy which her friends may bestow upon any other than herâ€" self. And when. trouble touches her ever so lightly, she has a grief-stricken self. And when. trouble touches her ever so lightly, she has a grief-stricken expression that proclaims to the world at large, “Was there ever sorrow like unto mine ‘3" One wonders what. method of ex~ pression the sensationalist will have left with which to show genuine sor- row. when it does some to her with a. crushing ‘blow. Perhaps then. all her superlatives exhausted, she will at last be dum‘». But. it seems hardly possible that any joy or .grief can ever affect her 'to such an extent that she will ac- tually forget. herself and cease to pose. This is not an exaggerated sketch. We may at least draw one lesson from the weaknesses of our sensationalist. It is not to bemoan and wail aloud against fate when comparatively unim- portant troubles visit us. This habit of thus complaining is more easily no- quired than one guesses. He is strongest who suffers silently. And when one must cry out‘ let it be at the great grief. not at the petty annoy- ance. Then he will find ready sym- pathy. and not: the annoyed incredulâ€" ity that greets him who has cried One Wondel pression the left: with W111 row. when it crushing ‘blow Superlatives e be dum‘». Bx Now Dolly’s home a‘ My I‘PSt and peace I cannot dash my ; And drop them 0) No more It My smokin wther Thi “PF J neatness Now Dolly the the [18‘ shall ath uld y; it is a. part, or myseltâ€" my heaven on earth, A: up my life, and I would than give up my love. ' e was more than my lif in (his, Juan‘s life has 1) )f my own, and what woul My (:h THE SUMJVIER HUSBAND ld strike down both. If death of the body it w rseâ€"that more dreadful h nfall'that makes life a, lifelong agony and 1a Oh. do youâ€"can you:- my luc‘ tru 7’s h‘nme againâ€"dear: me and peace are o’er; dash my garments off )p them on the floor. M that love my will th which I oo hild! My child hat can I do fled, in bitter was his darlim rtt (Continued) must leave you. The af- e will not wait. Before you will give me a solemn at you will, not, from ‘ Zauoni, nor write to him, seen and spoken with you will not refuse me that." or. see him nor write to bich I could not I love for Zanoni Fmox'e than the s a. part, of mysel raven on earth, eplied. 111d t1 ity to me th am lightly home again and kn‘ e I love Mur my .1): strain ut 01 nciiul 1bot1h. If it w body it would nee, and forever. ,0 take his ward’s saint of speaking ick, sharp rap He recognized the summons of me was wanted in E the council. ling ', his prid )rld be deep! 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We owe her recovery to Dr. \Villiamfl’ Pink Pills and I recommend them for anv case of nervous weakness or gen- well known thr Dr. \Villiams’ ing to the root renew and bui strengxhen the disease from L1] Lions by insistiz purchase is encl ing the full tm Pink Pills for ] NOT TO BE Now, jest you go needn't stop here, 5 fork, authoritatively Iightnin‘ rods. 1 am not selling 1i sponded the sleek- whoze sudden appea had aroused the in had fork 1n I‘ODJ WOMEN FACTORY INSPECTORS. The Home Secretary of England late- ly reduced the authority of women fac- tory inspectors to initiate prosecu- tions for breaches of the factory acts. though it was not charged that they had abused: the power, He has now re- fused to appoint a woman inspactor for the 'potierios, though a. large propor- tion of the workers are women and girls. and they often become afflict- ed with 'blinduecas and paralysis in con- sequence of the lack of proper ésanitary precautions. The London Vi'omen‘s Sig- nal says: “Where the physical trouâ€" bles of female workers are concerned it is fully proved that it-ls desirable to have a woman inspector, for they will_speak to her with afreedom and readiness that they will not use toward a man. Hence, it would seem desirable to give the women pottiers this aid find. protection.” But. when a deputation waited on the Home Secretary. to urge the ap- pointment of a woman as inspector. he objected. that “anything in the na- ture of dual control between the woâ€" man and the ‘man inspector would he to be deprecated; and that he would not contemplate making the. woman subject to the authority of the man.” A contingent of workers blinded by the industry were brought up to see the Home Secretary, but hie refused to reâ€" ceive them. PLEASURE, THEN BUSINI My wife is a financier; I told hadn't money Logo \0 1he seashu \Vell? 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