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“Scon Lilia Monti?” I repeated, halfabsently; “oh, you moan the child of tho lamliady? No, 1 have not soon her.

Why do you ask?*’

Vincenzo smiled. “Pardon, Eceellen-

[CONTINUED.J /.a; but, sho is beautiful, and there is a

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flamintr clouds, aiui, below them, tho valleys are full of those tender purple and grey shadows that ono sees on tho canvases of Salvator Kosa, while tho town Itself looks like a bronzed carving on an old shield, outlined clearly against tho dazzling lustre of tho sky. To this retired spot 1 came, glad to rest for a time from my work of vengeance, glad to lay down my burden of bitterness for a brief space, and become, as it were, human again, in the sight of the near mountains. For within their close proximity, things common, things mean, seem to slip from the soul,—a sort of largeness pervades tho thoughts, tho cramping prosiness of daily life has no room to assert its sway,—a grand hush falls on tiie stormy waters of passion, and like a chidden babe the strong man stands, dwarfed to an infinite littleness in his own sight, before those majestic monarch? of the landscape, whoso largo brows are crowned witli tho blue circlet

of heaven.

I took up my abode in a quiet, almost humble lodging, living simply, and attended only by Vincenzo. I was tired of tho ostentation I had been forced to practice in Naples in order to attain my ends.—anil it was a relief to me to bo for a time as though 1 were a poor man. The house in which I found rooms that suited me, was a rambltngly built, picturesque llttlo place, situated on the- outskirts of the town, and tho woman who owned it was, in her way, a character. She was a Homan, she (old me, with pride Hashing in her black eyes—I could guess that at ouco by tier strongly marked features, her magnificently moulded figure, and her free firm tread,—that stop which is swift without being hasty, which is tho manner born of Home. She told me her story In a few words, with such eloquent gestures, that she seemed to live through it again as she spoke; her husband had been a worker in a marble quarry,—one of his fellows had let a lingo peace of the rock fall on him, and ho was crushed to death. "And well do I know,” she said, "that lie killed my Tonio purposely, for ho would have loved mo had he dared. Hut 1 am a common women, see you—and it seems to me one cannot lie. And when my love’s poor body was scarce covered in tho earth, that miserable one—tho murderer—came to me;—ho offered marriage. I accused him

uer rosary. She hesitated a mome..., and then Spoke shyly yet brightly,— “If tho Ecceilenza will walk yet a little further up tho hill ho will see a finer view of the mental ns.” Soni“thlng familiar in lu-r look—a sort of reflection of her mother's likeness— made me sure of her identity. I smiled. "Ahl you are Lilia Mould?”

She blushed again.

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of his crime,—ho denied it—ho said tho rock slipped from his hands, ho know not how. I struck him on the mouth, and bade him leave my sight, and take my curso with him! Ho is dead now—and surely if tho saints have heard mo, his soul is not in heaven!” Thirl she spoke with flashing eyes and purposeful energy, while with hor strong brown arms sho threw open tho wide casement of the sitting room I had taken, and bade mo view her orchard. It was a fresh green strip of verdure and foliage—about eight acres of good laud, planted entirely with apple-trees. “Yes, truly!” sho said, showing her white teeth iu a pleased smile, as I made tho admiring remark sho expected. “Avelliuo has long had a name for Us apples—but thanks to tho Holy Mother, I think in the season there is no fruit in all tho neighborhood finer than mine. Tho produce of it brings me almost enough to live upon— that and the house, when I can find sign >ri willing to dwell with me. Hut few strangers come hither; sometimes an artist, sometimes a poet—such as these are soon tired of gaiety, and are glad to rest. To common persons I would not open my dewr—not for pride, all no! but when one has a girl, uno cannot be too careful.” “You have a daughter, then?” Her fierce eves softened. “Ono—my Lilia. I call her my blessing, and too good for me. Often I fancy that it is because she tends them that the trees bear so well, and the apples are so sound and sweet! And when she drives the load of fruit to market, and sits so smilingly behind the team, it seenn to me that hor very face brings luck to the sale.” I smiled at the mother's enthusiasm, and sighed. 1 ha I no fair faiths left—1 could in t even believe in Lilia. My landlady, Si nora Monti ns she was railed, 'aw ilia’ I ‘to,.ked fatigued, and left mo to niy-. ii, .Hid (hii i.g my stay 1 saw ^ ^ >f !■'•:•. Vincenzo atftaring himself . Tiiy nv domo, or rather becoming for my sake a sort of amiable slave, always looking to tho smallest details of my comfort, and studying my wishes with an anxious solicitude that touched while it gratified me. I had boon fully three days in mv retreat before lie ventured to enter upon any conversation with me, for lie had observed that 1 always sought to be alone, that 1 took long, solitary rambles through the woods and across the hills; —and, not daring to break through my tae.iturity, lie had contented himself by merely attending to my material comforts In silence. One afternoon, however, after eleaiit.g away the remains of my light luncheon, ho lingered in the room. “The Ecceilenza has not yet seen Lilia Monti?” he asked hesitatingly. 1 looked at him in some surprise. There was a blush on Ids olive-tinted ci.'d an unusual sparkle in Ills eyes. For tho first time I realized that this valet of mine was a handsome young follow.

sages ruined and disgraced by its snares.” I He nodded gravely. lie probably j thought of the announcement 1 had made at thu banquet of my own ap- ■ proaching marriage, ami strove to reconcile It with the apparent inconsistency of my present observation. But bo was too discreet to utter his mind aloud, lie merely said, “No noubt you are right, F,\cpllonza. Still one is glad to see the roses bloom, | and the stars shine, and tho foam-bulls | sparkle on tho waves,—so one is glad to see Lilia Monti ” I turned round In my chair to observe him more closely—tho Hush deepened on ids cheek as I regarded him. 1 laughed with a bitter sadness. “In love, amico, art thou? So soon!— throe days—and thou hast fallen a prey to tho smile of Lilia! I am sorry for theo!” He Interrupted me eagerly. “The Ecceilenza is in orror! I would not dare—she is too Innocent,—sho knows nothing! Siio is like a Mule bird in tho nest, so soft and tender,—a word of love would frighten hor; I should be, a coward to utter It.” Well, well! I thought, what was the use of sneering at the poor follow! Why; because my own love had turned to ashes in my grasp, should 1 mock at those who fancied they had found the golden fruit of tho Hespcrides? Vincenzo, once a soldier, now half courier, half valet, was something of a poet at heart; lie had the grave meditative turn of mind common to Tuscans, together with that amorous lire that ever burns under their lightly worn mas* of seeming reserve. 1 roused myself to appear interested. ”1 see, Vincenzo,” 1 said with a kindly air of banter, “that tiie sight of Lilia Monti more than compensates you for that portion of the, Neapolitan carnival which you lose by being here. Hut why vou should wish me to behold this paragon of maiddeus I know not, unless you would have mo regret inTowti lost youth.” A curious and perplexed expression flitted over his face. At last he said firmly, as though his mind wore made

up,

“The Ecceilenza must garden me for seeing what perhaps I ought not to liavo seen, but—” “Hut what?” I asked. “Ecceilenza, you have not lost your

youth.”

I turned my head towards him again he was looking at mo In s.une alarm—ho feared some outburst of ang^r. “Well!” 1 said calmly. “That Is your idea, is it? Ami why?” “Excefienza, I saw you withont your spectacles thatday when you foughiwith tho unfortunate Signor Ferrari. 1 watched you when vou fired Your eyes are beautiful ami terrible—tho eyes of a young man, though your hair Is

white.”

Quietly I took off my glasses and laid

them on tho table beside mo.

“As you have seen mo unco without them, you can see me again,” I observed gently. “I wear them for a special purpose. Hero in Avelliuo tiie purpose does not hold. Thus far I confide in you. Hut beware bow you betray my

confidence.”

“Ecceilenza I” cried Vincenzo in truly pained accents, and witli a grieved look. “There! I was wrong—forgive mo. You are honest; you have served your country well enough to know tho value of fidelity and duty. Hut when you say 1 have not lost my youth, you are wrong, Vincenzo! I have lost It—it has been killed within me by a great sorrow. The strength, tiie suppleness of limb, the brightness of eye, these are mere outward things; but in the heart and soul are tho chill and drear bitterness of deserted ago. Nay, do not smile; 1 am in truth very old—so old that I tiro of my length of days; yet again, not too old to appreciate your affection, amico, and—” here 1 forced a faint smile, “when I see tho maiden Lilia, 1 will toll you frankly what I think of her.” Vincenzo stooped his head, caught my hand within ills own, and kissed it, then left tho room abruptly, to hide tho tears that ray words had brought to ills eyes. He was sorry for me, I could see, and I Judged him rightly when I thought that tho very mystery surrounding mo increased his attachment. On the whole I was glad lie had seen mo undisguised, as it was a relief to mo to bo without my smoked glasses for a time, ami during all the rest of my stay at Avollino I never

wore them once.

One day. I saw Lilia. I had strolled up to a quaint church situated ofi a rugged hill and surrounded by fine old chestnut trees, where there was a picture of the Scourging of Christ, said to have been the work of Fra Angelico. The little sanctuary was quite deserted when I entered it, and I paused on the threshold, touched by tho simplicity of the place, and soothed by tho intense silence. I walked on tiptoe up to tho corner whore hung the picture I had come to see, ami as l did so a girl passed me with a light step, carrying a basket of fragrant whiter narcissi and maidenhair fern. Something in her graceful, noiseless movements caused me to look after her; but she had turned her back to me and was kneeling at tho shrine consecrated to tiie Virgin, having placed her flowers on tho lowest step of tho altar. Sho was dressed in peasant cas-

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1 let my eyes dwell on her searchingly and almost sadly. Vincenzo was right; the gil'i Wan beautiful, not with the forced hot-houso beauty of the social world and its artificial constraint, but with the loveliness and fresh radiance which nature gives to those of her cherished ones, who dwell w ith her in peace. I had seen many exquisite women— women of Juno-like form and face— women whose eyes wore basilisks to draw and compel the souls of men—but 1 had never seen any so spiritually fair as this little peasant maiden, who stood fearlessly yet modestly regarding mo with tho innocent inquiry of a child who suddenly secs something new, to which it is unaccustomed. She was a little fluttered by my earnest gaze, and with a pretty courtsoy turned to descend tiie hill. Isaid gently— “You are going home, fanciulla mia?” The kind protecting tone in which I spoke reassured her. She answered readily. “Si signor. My mother waits for mo to help her with tho Eecollen/.a’s dln-

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I advanced and took the little hand that held the rosary. “What!” I exclaimed playfully, “do you still work hard, little Lilia, even when the apple season is over?” She laughed musically. “Oh! I love work. It is good for tho temper. People are so cross when the hands are idle. And many are ill for the same reason, Yes, truly!” and sho nodded her head with grave Importance, “it is often so. Old Pietro, the cobbler, took to his bed when ho had no shoos to mend - yes; he sent for the priest and said ho would die, not for want of money,—oh, no! ho lias plenty, ho Is quite rich,—but because lie had nothing to do. So my mother and I found some shoes with holes, and took them to him; ho sat up in bed to mend them, and now he is as well as ever! And we are careful to give him something always.” She laughed again, and again looked grave. “Yes’ Yes!” sho said, with a wise shake of her little glossy head, “one cannot live without work. My mother says that good women are never tired, it is only wicked persons who are lazy. And that leniinds me l must make haste to return and prepare the Eccellonza’s coffee.” “l>o you make my coffee, little ono?” I asked, “and does not Vincenzo help you?” Tho faintest suspicion of a blush tinged her pretty cheeks. “<)h ho is very good, Vincenzo,” sho said demurely, with downcast eyes; “bo is what we call buon amico, yes indeed! Hut he is often glad when I make coffee for him also; lie likes it so much. Ho says I do It so well! But perhaps tho Ecceilenza will prefer Vincenzo! I laughed. She was no naive, so absorbed in her little duties,—such a child altogether. “Nay, Lilia, I am proud in think you make anything for me. I shall enjoy it more now that 1 know what kind hands havo been at work. Hut you must not spoil Vincenzo—you will turn his head if you make ills coffee too often.” She looked surprised. Sho did not understand. Evidently to her mind Vincenzo was nothing but a good-natured young fellw, whose palate could bo pleased by her culinary skill; sho treated him, I dare say, exactly as she would havo treated one of her own sox. She seemed to think over my words, as ono who considers a conundrum, then sho apparently gave it up as hopeless, and shook her head lightly as though dismissing the subject. “Will tho Eccellenzu visit tho Punto d’Angelo?” she said brightlv, as she turned to go. I had never heard of this place, and asked her to what sho alludod. “It is not far from hero,” she explained, “it is the view 1 spoke of be-

l«t bodies, d by the white kurchiof that was knotted about hor shoulders; and round her small wellshaped head tho rich chestnut hair was

colled in thick shining braids.

I felt that 1 must sec her face, and for that reason wont back to tiie church door and waited till site should pass out. Very soon she came towards me, with the same light, timid step that I had before noticed, and her fair young features were turned fully upon me. What was there in those clear, candid eyes that made mo involuntarily bow my head in a reverential salutation as she passed? 1 know not. It was not beauty—for though the child was lovely, I had seen lovelier; it was something inexplicable and rare—something of a maidenly composure and sweet dignity that I had never beheld on any woman’s face liotoro. Her cheeks flushed softly as she modestly returned my salute, ftnd when she was ouco' outside the church door she paused, her small white fingers still clasping Use earveu brown beads of

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ered stall in the market-place. Surely it is an ill-balanced world! . . .1 so many mistakes are made; Fate | plays us so many apparently unnecessary tricks, we are all of us such I blind madmen, knowing not whither I we are going from one day to another. I am told that it is no longer fashionable to believe in a devil,—but I care

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“AH I YOU AHE I.tLI,A MONTI?” fore. Just a little further up the hill you will see a flat grey rock, covered with blue gentlons. No one knows how they grow they are always there, blooming in summer and winter. Hut it is said that one of God’s own groat angels comes once in every month at midnight to bless tho Monte Verglue, and that he stands on that rock. And of course wherever thu angels tread are flowers, and no storm can destroy them —not oven an avalanche. That is why tho people call it Punto d’Angelo. It will please you to see it, Ecceilenza, and it is but a walk of a llttlo ten minutes.” And with a smile and a curtesy as pretty and as light as a llowor might make to the wind, she left me. half running, half dancing down trio hill, and singing aloud for sheer happiness and innocence of heart. Her pure lurk-lilv net'’? il“.-ited upward towards i ■■

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disappeared. The warm afternoon ?nnsliiuo caught lovingly at her chestnut hair, turning it to a golden bronze, and touched up the whiteness of her throat and arms, and brightened the scarlet of her bodice, as she descended the grassy slope, and was at last lost to mv view

CHAPTER XXIX.

6—. J^IGIIED heavily as

Bg I rqgtuned my walk. |{J I realized all I had lost. This level/

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y wedded her instead ) Li °f the vile creature

who had been my soul's undoing?

The answer came swiftly. Even If I bad seen her when I was free, I doubt if I should have known her value. Wo men of_ tho world who havo social posi-

nothing f >r fashion. A devil there is, I am sure, who for some inscrutable reason lias a share In tho ruling of this planet—a devil who delights in mocking us from the cradle to the grave. And perhaps we are never so hopelessly, utterly fooled as in our marriages. Occupied in various thoughts. I scarceIv saw where 1 wandered, till a Mashing glimmer of blue.blossoms recalled me in the object of my walk. I had reached tiie Punto d’Angelo. It was, as Lilia had said, a flat rock bare in every place save at the summit, where it was thickly covered with the lovely gentians, (lowers that are rare iu this part of Italy. Here then the fabled Angel paused in his Might to hies? the venerable sanctuary of Monte Vorgine. I stopped and looked around me. The viow was indeed superb from tho leafy bosom of tho valley, tho green hills like smooth, undulating billows rolled upwards, till their emerald venture was lost In tiie dense purple shadows and tall peaks of tho Apennines; tho town of Avelliuo lay at my feet, small yet clearly defined as a miniature painting on porcelain; ami a little further beyond and above mo ro»e the grey tower of the Monte Vorgine itself, tho one sad and solitary looking object in all the luxuriant, rianto land-

scape.

I sat down to rest, not as an intruder on the angel's tlower-einbroidered throne, but on a grassy knoll close by. Ami then I bethought mo of a packet I had received from Naples that morning a packet that I desired yet hesitated to open. It bad been sent by tiie Marquis D’Avencourt, accompanied by a courteous letter, which Informed me that Forrari’s body had been privately buried with all tho last religious rites in the cemetery “close to tho funeral vault of tho Romani family,” wrote D’Avencourt, “as, from all we can hear or discover, such seems to have been his own desire. He was. it appears, a sort of adopted brother of tho late deceased Count, and on being Informed of this circumstance, we buried him in accordance with the sentiments ho would no doubt have expressed had he considered the possible nearness of his own end at the time of tho combat.” With regard to the packet inclosed, D’Avecourt concluded;—“The accompanying letters were found iu Ferrari’s breast pocket, and on opening the first one, iu the expectation of finding some clue as to ids last wishes, we came to the conclusion that you, as tho future husband of the lady whoso signature and hand writing you will hero recognize, should be made aware of tho contents, not only for your own sake, but in justice to the deceased. If all the the letters are of thu same tone as tho one 1 unknowingly opened, I have no doubt Ferrari considered himself a sufficiently injured man. Hut of that you will judge for yourself, though, if I might venture so far iu [CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.)

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Small tumors, cancers, warts, moles, etc., removed without acids, knife, pain or scar. New method, Electrolysis. Ladies. That “tired” feeling and all the female weaknesses are promptly cured. Bloating, headache, nervous prostration, general debility, sleeplessness, depression, indigestion, ovarian trouble, inflammation and ulceration, falling and displacements, spihal weakness, kidney complaints, and change of life. OROANAL WEAKNESS. Immediatclj cur. I :md full vigor restored. This distressing alHi-lion, which renders life a burden nnd m '.rr' ige impossible, is the penalty paid by the v.ctim for improper fhdulgencc. Th- most chaste must ucknowlege that the passions are th • great magnet by which the whole world is attracted. Destroy them and what have wc? Man is no longer interested in the opnosito *« x, the iiiterheangw ot that blissful repose which now attracts and interests the whole world exists no longer* man ceases to be what (lod made him; the world is no longer interesting to him, and remorse and disappointment are his constant companions, ( ousult Dr Walter at once, and yon will find th, sj mouthy ami relief tha£ you positively reciuirc to be happy. Remember the date, and come early, as his rooms are always crowded wherever he goes. Dr. Walter will return every four weeks i u „ r '"K th <r’ >°. ar ')! Hrii.K from two to four oz. of urine for chemical analysis.

ADDRESS

LYMAN P. WALTER, M. D., Cor. State and Cloud CL, Chicago.

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