The Aroostook Times, November 10, 1909
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J l/ Vol 49. Houlton, Maine, Wednesday, November 10, 1909 No 45 “Costumes and scenery?" TTillard sought the si; nature attain. Cary Ubrarv The base of ill the trouble was a clerk in the consulate at Naples. I to wrote us that there would he i (hit ies oil cost u tiles Din! scenery. Alas, the manager .'ind his hacker are on the v ■, a v to America, sad- (ter and wiser men! We surrendered our • t h e L u r e return tickets to the chorus and sent i them home. The rest of us are stranded ■ —Is not that the word 7- here in Venice, j waiting for money from home, if I were alone, it would he highly amusing, hut these poor people with me.’ There is only one way ! can help t hem, hut that -never! You recollect that m v personal income is ! quarterly, arid it will h>> two months he- ; fore I s!i;, 1) have funds. There .are per sons movnc; heaven and earth to tiud ine. ; Mv companions haven't the least idea . who 1 am. So here we all are, wandering about tlie Ham:,a. San Marco, calling at ; Cook's every day in hones of money. 1 | am staying vim my maid in the Canipn Sa.nla Maria Formosa, near our b -loved Santa Ilarbara. I have guaranteed the By ! aredit of my companions, and they believe j that Venetians are generous people. Gen- , orous! Perhaps you will wonder bow l HAROLD i dared appear on the stage in Italy. A | black wig and a theatrical makeup—these ; Wore sufficient. A duke sent me an iuvi- MAC GRATH | tation to take supper with him, as if I j Were a ballerina! 1 sent one of the Amer- I lean chorus girls, a little minx for mis- i chief. She ate his supper and then ran ' avuiy. I understand that, he was furious. : Only a few months more, Nell, and then Copyright, I SAFI, by the Bobbs- j I may come and go as I please. Como to i Venice. CAPRIOCIOSA. ritei-ri!l Co : Hillard did not stir. Another !al>y- —•♦♦♦*►*-«>« ♦<>❖ > t-'K'❖ $*-»♦>♦♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ j rinth to this mystery! Capricciose - i Kitty Kiliigrow's unknown prima don- •*1?^ really." continued Sandford se I na, and till he had to do was to take ' ▼ gjc TrMacni riously, “unless you bribed the care- ! the morning train for Venice, .and 'taker you could not possibly have en | twenty-four hours later he would he days ilmp* will cure you of your imam tered the house. You have been dream j prowling through the Cam no Santa tiful dream. After a!!.” with a second ing'''.' lug.” Maria Formosa. Two diijn i fin I carabinieri rose quickly. t hone lit. "ids a good cause, and it "Very, well, then. It begins to look j Mrs. Sandford observed him curi lion^Tio controlled. addressing' bims.df might be just your luck to win. The as If I bad.” It was apparent to Hil ously. even sadly. Why couldn't his t<> Hillard. “The sigivir has a servant masquerading lady! .Monte Carlo il lard that Sandford was not In his i fancy have been charmed by an every by the name of Giovanni?” is.” Wife’s confidence in ail things. He J day, sensible girl and not by this “Yes. And what has lie done to war Merriiiew danced a jig. Hillard also saw the wisdom of dropping the j whimsical, extraordinary woman who rant this visit?” stepped to (In* mirror and bowed pro •object while at the table. I fooled diplomats, flaunted dukes .and “It is a matter of seven years.” an foundly. Tbe jig ceased. They took coffee and liqueur in the ! kept a king at arm's length as a pas swered tin* spokesman. “Your serv "Madame, permit me, a comparative glass Inclosed balcony. Hillard found [ time? And yet— ant attempted to kill an otlicer in stranger, to offer you passage money a quiet nook not far from the lift. He “Caprieeiosa,” he mused aloud Koine. Luigi here, who was tln*n in home. \\ e won it at Monte Carlo. saw that Mrs. Sandford’s chair was “That is not her name.” terested in the case in Rome, thought It is yours. Polite enough," mused placed so that she could get a good “And I shall not toll it you.” ; lie recognized Giovanni in the street Hillard, “but hanged if it sounds ▼lew of the superb night. He sal “But her given name? dust a straw, today. Inquiries led us here.” proper." down himself, sipped his liqueur med something to hold on. I’m a drowning “At any rate, it looks as though Gio “To tin* deuce with propriety!" cried itatively, drank his coffee and as she man.’* vanni hail been forewarned of your Merrihew buoyantly. ''We'll start to nodded lighted a cigarette. “It is Hilda.” visit,” answered Hillard. “And may 1 morrow V" “■Weir*’ she said, smiling Into hia “That is Herman.” wMt is the name of the officer From lief window Kitty looked down brown eyes. She was rather fond of “She prefers it to Sonia.” Giovanni attempted to kill?'' m t ! , e < lay patched wi;h Hillard, a gentleman always and one “Sonia Hilda. It begins well. May I “It is not necessary that you should bl; s h a d o w s ; : r m dis il; lie. [piw of excellent taste. There was never keep this letter?” know.” ;i main wa fairy city in tin any wearisome innuendo in his wit nor “Certainly not. With that cara inia? Hillard accepted the rebuke with be T h e r e w e r h 'pa's elatteriv suggestion In his stories. Give it to me.” coming grace. *r t he “'it-, no (rains, m “Yon deliberately winked at me,” he B e recounted the adventure in a ll its color. He did so. ‘'Shall r seek her?” “And now, signor,” with the utmost e s which was o; began. “Our*ears never deceive half so often “Tills is my advice—don't think of courtesv, ' permit us to apologize for imrs And some *T deliberately did.” as our eyes.” her after tonight. If you ever see or this intrusion. We shall wait in the d i'ty's henrt. “Sandford is in the dark. I suspect “Her face is not scarred, is It?” recognize her. avoid her. It may sound bail, and if we And Giovanni we shall t'm hour won';: ed at much.” “Scarred!” indignantly. “She is as theatrical, but she is the innocent j gladly notify you of the event.” l"T Liny, erdinuri1.'' A rji.mil i ■ * V, -mwlnl/t uytin muni. “Regarding the wink?” beautiful as a Raphael, as lovely as a cause of two deaths. These men i “Hello! What's t»his?” exclaimed Hil i !“ ';!. :s very lonesome Where Venetians in olden days talkM “Regarding the mysterious woman; Bouguereau. If I were a man I should sought her openly too.” j lard, going to tiie table when the of •■mal failure of it liberty l'or themselves and death to the who occupied your house by your ex- j gladly journey round the world for the “What lias she done?” j ficers had gone. It was a note ad sing, spoken her Austrians, and at length they came press authority and who rode the i sight of her.” “She made a great though common dressed to him: ■ ! row how it;.A out upon the Grand canal where the hunter tat be park.” | “I am willing, even anxious." mistake.” My Kind Master—The carabinieri are . .f!c !) > ! f rd * r ci! -enraged h *r Rialto curves its ancient blocks of “Was there ever a more beautiful; “I should fall in love with her.” “Political ?” after me. But rest easy. I was not born ! w; i < :i liio. r ••up after ail the sue marble. picture?” sweeping her hands toward j “I believe I have.” “Don’t he foolish. I am sorry I let to rot in a dungeon. 1 am going north. ;,t !• ! *c. :f <a ly Mie . eu’d take it “There! This is better.” As for my clothes, send them to Giacamo, the city. j “Come. Mr. Hillard. I am just fool- you see the letter. I forgot that she the baker, who lives on the road to El hihi 'il!y !'’ c i.a Sk' i’orina! “It is always better when you are “The beauty of'tt will last several 1 lng. You are too sensible a man to told me her hiding place.” Deserta. He will understand. May the And tin v* werc s-i many things sic* with me.” said Kitty. hours yet. Who and what was fall In love with a shadow—a mask, “Her hiding place?” Holy Mother guard you should we never ii’d net ucih-r*' fatal. Why should La For years Kitty had fought her bat meet again! •be?” i One does not fall in love that way.” “Mr. Hillard, she is ns far removed i'-* <.ri’*;> :i!■•* a ' - g<> veiled? When* tles alone, independent and resource Hillard passed the note to Merrihew. "1 wish 1 could find you a wife. You “She is married?” from your orbit as Mars’ is from Jupi :d - p ;. w so mysteriously la ful, and yet here she was leaning upon “That’s too bad. I've taken a great would make a good husband.” j “Certainly I have not said so.” ter’s. Forget her.” !*• - ‘ i <■'- ,\ ’*d t hose sa pphires a ud tiie strong will of this remarkable wo “Tbauk you.