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THE NEBRASKA INDEPENDENT.
March 19, 1896.
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The young man hod risen and wm
standing by the table when he turned
from the window. He seemed greatly
refreshed, his face had lost its livid hne
of passion and death and looked the bet
ter for a tinge of color. He met our re
gard boldly, yet with no braggart, bulg
ing air, but ihts uuiupuauiti of s trsvs
man facing his trial with a conscious
ness of right upon his side.
"I would auk you, ' ' says the don, seat
ing himself on t'other side the table,
"why you refused to do that before?"
"Sir," answers he, "I have lost ev
erything in the world save some small
modicum of pride, which, being all I
have, I do cherish, maybe unduly. And
0, when these unmannerly hinds took
me by the throat, calling on me to tell
my name and business, this spirit with
in me flaring up, I could not answer
with the humility of a villain seeking to
sneak out of danger by submissive ex
cuses." " Be seated," says the don, accepting
this explanation with a bow. "How
may we call you?"
"In Venice," replies the other, with
tome hesitation, "I was called Dario
name given me by my fellow scholars
because my English name was not to
"Enough, " says the don. "I can un
derstand a man of better fortune, as I
perceive you have been, wishing in suoh
a position as this to retain his incognito.
There are no parks in Venice, to my
knowledge, but surely, sir, you would
not enter a palazzo there uninvited with
out some reasonable pretext "
"It would be sufficient that in such a
house as this I thought I might find
aorne employment for a painter. "
"You are a painter?" says L
- "A poor one, as you see," replies
Dario, with a significant glance at his
Don Sanchez turned to me, hunching
" 'Tis cloar," says he, "that Signor
Dario has been grossly abused by our
lady's overzealous steward. You have
but to tell us, sir, what reparation we
can make you. "
"I'll not refuse it," answers Dario
eagerly. "You shall grant me permis
sion to prove the honesty of my story, and
something more than that Somewhere
here, " adds he, glanoing around him,
"I'd leave a tribute to the honor of that
dear lady who brought me back to life. "
Don Sanchez assents with a bow to
this proposal, but with a rueful glance
at the rich panels of the wall, as fear
ing this painter might be as poor in tal
ent as in his clothes the latter reflect
ing discredit on the former and would
disfigure the handsome walls with some
"Ah," cries Dario, casting his eye
upon the ceiling, which was plastered
in the Italian mode and embellished
with a poor design of cherubs and clouds,
"this ceiling is ill done. I oould paint a
fresco that would less disgrace the
"You will need materials," says the
don, laying his purse upon the table.
"When you return with them, you may
rely upon having our lady's consent to
The painter took the purse with a
bow of acknowledgment, with no more
trouble than one gentleman would show
in receiving an obligation from another,
and presently left us.
"Shall we see him again, think ye,
senor?" I asked when we were left to
He nodded, but with such a reflect
ive, somber air that I was impelled to
ask him if he lacked confidence in the
story told us by the painter.
"His story may be true enough, but
whether Signor Dario be an honest
man or not is another matter. A paint
er's but a man. A ruined gentleman
will accommodate his principles to cir
cumstances" with a side glance that
seemed to say, "I am a ruined srentle-
man" "and my mind would be easier
if I knew by what curious accident a
painter in need should find himself in
the heart of Kent, and why, fixing on
this house to seek employment, he should
linger to the point of starvation before
he can pluck up courage to ask a sim
ple question. We must keep our eyes
open, Mr. Hopkins, and, " adds he, drop
ping his voice, "our mouths shut"
I oould not sleep that night for think
ing of housebreakeries and bloody strug
gles for dear life, for 'tis a matter of
common report that this sort of rob
bers, ere they make attack, do contrive
to got one of their number into the
house that he may learn where good
goods are stowed, which part is easiest
of attack, etc
. I know not whether these quakings
were shared by the don, but certainly
our misgivings entered Moll's little
head. Nay, rather her romantio disposi
tion did lead her, when she heard our
narration, to conceive that this myste
rious Dario might be some wandering
genius whose work upon our ceiling
would make the court forever glorious.
And while in this humor she bade me
go to Simon, whose presence she would
not tolerate in her house, and make him
acquainted with her high displeasure,
. and furthermore to command that he
should make satisfactory apology to
Dario upon his return. So to him I
went, and he, wringing his hands in
anguish, deplored that his best endeavors
to serve his mistress served only to in
cense her the more against him. But for
his apology, he declared that was made
the moment he heard of the gentleman's
release, at the same time that he re
stored to him his hat and a pocketbook
which had fallen from his pocket.
This did somewhat reassure me, know
ing full well that Simon would not have
given up this book without first ac
quainting himself with its contents and
urging that had there been anything is
it to incriminate him he had certainly
laid it before his mistress for his own
A couple of days after this as Don
Sanchez and I were discoursing in the
great, avenue Dario presents himself,
looking all the better for a decent suit
of clothes and a more prosperous condi
tion, and, Moll joining us at that mo
ment, he makes her a very handsome
obeisance, and standing uncovered be
fore her bogs to know if it is her will
that he should paint the ceiling of hor
As he spoke the color rose on his
cheek, and a shaft of sunlight falling
on his curling hair, which shone with
the luster of health, made him look as
comely a man as ever I did see and a
good five years younger than when he
stood before us in, the extremity of dis
tress. " ' .
"Sir," says Moll, "were you my debt
or as much as I am yours I oould not
ask for better payment. "
Don Sanchez put an end to this pretty
exohange of courtesies which may be
considered overmuch as between a lady
of Moll's degree and one who might
turn out to be no more than an indiffer
ent painter at the best by proposing
that Dario should point out what dis
position he would have made for his con
venience in working. So he went with
in doors, and there Dario gave orders to
our gardener, who was a handy sort of
Jack of all trades, what pieces of furni
ture should be removed, how the vJalls
and floor should be protected, and how
a scaffold should be set up for him to
work on. And the gardener promising
to carry out all these instructions in the
courso of the day, Dario took his leave
of us in a very polished style, saying he
would begin his business the next morn
Sure enough, we were awoke next day
by a scraping below, and coming down,
we found our painter in a skullcap and
a smock that covered him to his heels
upon his scaffold, preparing the ceiling
in a very workmanlike manner. And to
see him then, with his face and beard
thickly crusted over with a mess of dry
plaster and paint, did I think somewhat
dispel those fanciful illusions which onr
Moll had fostered she doubtless ex
pecting to find him in a very graceful
attitude and beautiful to look at creat
ing a picture as if by enchantment. Her
mortification was increased later in the
day when, having invited him on her
insistence to dine at our table, he de
clined (civilly enough), saying he had
brought his repast with him, and we
presently found him seated astride one
of his pUjika with a pocketknife in one
hand out, a thumb piece of bread and
bacon in the other, which he seemed to
be eating with all the relish in the
"W7hy, he is naught but a common
laborer," says Moll, disgusted to see
him regaling himself in this fashion as
we returned to our room. "A pretty
picture we are like to get for all this
mess and inconvenience I"
And her idol being broken, as it were,
and all her fond fancies dashed, she
would not as much look at him again
for keeping away from the room, not to
be reminded of her folly.
However, on the third day Dario sent
to ask if she would survey his outlines
and decide whether the design pleased
her or not For this purpose he had
pushed aside his scaffold, and here we
saw a perspective done on the ceiling in
charcoal, representing a vaulted roof
with an opening to the sky in the mid
dle, surrounded by a little balcony with
trailing plants running over it and
flowers peeping out betwixt the balus-
He teemed to be eating with all the relish
in the world.
ters, and this, though very rough, was
most artificial, making the room look
twice its height, and the most admira
ble, masterly drawing that I did ever
And now Moll, who had prepared a
courteous speech to cover the contempt,
the expected to feel for the work, could
ay naught for astonishment, but stood
easting tier ryes ronod at tne woric use
one in a maze
"If you would prefer an allegory of
figures" says Dario, misconceiving her
"If ay," answers she, "I would have
nothing altered. 'Tis wonderful how,
such effect can be made with mere lines
of black. I can scarce believe the ceil
ing is flat," and then she drops her eyes
upon Dario, regarding him with won
der, as if doubting that such a dirty
looking man could have worked this
"You must have seen better designs
in Home, " says he. j
At this I took alarm, not thinking for
the moment that he might have picked
up some particulars of Judith Godwin's
history from Mrs. Butterby or the cu
rious servants who were ever prying in
" 'Tis so long ago," says Moll readily.
"I think I have seen something like
It in the1 Holy City," observes the don
"Probably. Nothing has been left un
done in Rome, I am told. It has not
been my good fortune to get so far. "
This was good news, for otherwise he
might have put some posers to Moli,
which she had found it hard to answer
without betraying ber ignorance.
Having Moll's approval, Dario set to
work forthwith to color his perspective,
and this he did with the same firm hand
of one who understands his business and
with such nice judgment that no build
er whose design is ordered by fixed rule
and line could accomplish his work with
greater truth and justice. He made it
to appear that the lower part of his
vaulted roof was wainscoted in the
style of the walls, and to such perfec
tion that 'twould have puzzled a con
jurer to decide where the oaken panels
ended and the painted ones began.
And now Moll suffers her fancies to
run wild again and could not sufficient
ly marvel over this poor painter and his
work, of which she would disoourse to
such lengths that both the don and I at
times bad eome ado to stifle our yawns.
She would have it that he was no com-
mon man, but some great genius, com-)
polled by misfortune or the persecution
of rivals to wander abroad in disguise,
taking for evidence the very facts which
had lately led her to condemn him,
pointing out that whereas those young
gentlemen who courted her so persist
ently did endeavor on all occasions to
make their estate and natural parts ap
pear greater than they were, this Dario
did not, showing that he had no such
need of fictitious advancement and could
well afford to let the world judge of his
worth by his works, eto. This point we
did not contest, only we were very well
content to observe that he introduced no
one into the house, had no friends in the
village to our knowledge and that
naught was lacking from our store of
She never tired of watching him at
his work, having the hardihood to
mount upon the scaffold where he stood,
and there she would sit by the hour on
a little stool, chatting like any magpie,
when the nature of his occupation al
lowed his thoughts to wander, silent as
a mouse when she perceived that his
mind was absorbed in travail, ready at
any moment to fetch this or hold t'other
and seizing every opportunity to serve
him. Indeed I believe she would gladly
have helped him shift the heavy planks
when he would have their position al
tered had he permitted her this rough
usage of her delicate hands.
One day, when he was about to begin
the foliage upon his balcony, he brought
In a spray of ivy for a model Then
Moll told him she knew where much
better was to be found and would have
him go with her to see it. And she
coming back from this expedition, with
her arms full of bryony and herbage, rich
ly tinted by the first frost, I perceived
that there was a new kind of beauty in
her face, a radiance of great happiness
and satisfaction which I had never seen
Here was herbage enough for a week,
but she must have fresh the next morn
ing, and thenceforth every day they
would go out ere the sun was high, hunt
ing for new models.
To prepare for these early excursions
Mistress Moll, though commonly dis
posed to be abed late in the morning,
must have been up by daybreak. For,
despite her admiration of Dario's sim
plicity in dress, she showed no inclina
tion to follow his example in this partic
ular, but, on the contrary, took more
pains in adorning her person at this
time than ever she had done before, and
as she would dress her hair no two
mornings alike, so sho would chango the
fashion of her dress with the same in
constancy until the sly hussy discovered
which did not please Dario's taste. Then
a word of approval from him nay, a
glance would suffice to fix her choice
until she found that his admiration
needed rekindling. And so, if her own
imagination was not sufficiently forci
ble, she would talk of nothing but the
newest fashions at court with her
friends, with the result that her maids
were forever a-brewing some new wash
for her face, which she considered too
brown, compounding charms to remove
a little mole she had in the nape of her
neck, cutting up one gown to make an
other, and so forth. One day she pre
sented herself with a black patch at the
corner of her lip, and having seen naught
of this fashion before I cried out in
"Lord, child 1 Have you injured your
face with that mess Betty was stewing
. "What an absurd, old fashioned crea
ture you arel" answers Bhe testily.
"Don't you know that 'tis the mode now
for ladies to wear spots? Signor Dario,"
adds she, her eyes lighting up, "finds it
mighty becoming. "
When I saw her thus disfiguring her
pretty face, as I considered it then,
though I carao to admire this embellish
ment later on, to please Signor Dario, I
began to ask myself how this business
was likely to end.
tfiiD in the a nuance of Dawxm
that I stood in the position of a guard
ian to his daughter and was responsible
for her welfare, my mind grew very un
easy about the consequences of her ex
travagant admiration for the painter,
and knowing that Don Sanchez, despite
his phlegmatic humor, loved Moll very
sincerely at heart, I took him aside one
day and asked him if he had observed
nothing particular in Moll's behavior of
"One would be blind," says he, "not
to see that she is enamored of Dario, if
that's what you mean. "
I admitted that my suspicions inclined
that way, and explaining my concern on
her behalf I asked him what he would
do in my place.
"In my country," says he, "matters
never would have been suffered to go so
far, and Mistress Judith would have
been shut up a prisoner in her room
these past three weeks, but I doubt if
our maidens are any the safer or better
for such treatment, and I am quite sure
that such treatment would be worse
than useless for an English girl, and es
pecially such a one as this, for, guard
her how you might, she would assured
ly find means to break her prison, and
then no course is open to her but to
throw herself into the arms of the man
she loves, trusting to mere accident
whether he abused her devotion or not.
You might as well strive to catch the
wind and hold it as stay and stem the
course of youthful passion. "
"Aye, senor," says T, "this may be
all very true, but what should you do
In my place?"
"Nothing," says he.
This was a piece of advico which set
me scratching my head in dubitation.
"Beware," continues he, "how you
suggest the thing yon fear to one who
needs but a hint to act. I have great
faith in the natural modesty of women
and I do think no child more inno
cent than Mistress Judith which,
though it blind them to their danger,
does at the same time safeguard them
against secret and illicit courses of
more fatal results. Let her discourse
with him openly, since it pleases her.
another fortnight or so Dario's work
will be finished, he will go away, our
young lady will shed secret tears and be
downcast for a week. Then another
swain will please her, and she'll smile
again. That, as I take it, will be the
natural order of events, unless, " adds
he, "that natural order is disturbed by
some external influence. " '
Maugre this sage advice, my concern
being unabated, I would step pretty fre
quently into the room where these
young people were, as if to see how the
work was going forward, and with such
a quick step that had any interchange
of amorous sentiments existed I must at
one time or another have discovered it.
But I never detected any sign of this
no bashful silence, no sudden confusion
or covert interchange of glances. Some
times they would be chatting lightly, at
others both would be standing silent,
she maybe holding a bunch of leaves with
untiring steadfastness for him to copy.
But I observed that she was exceedingly
jealous of his' society, and no matter
bow glibly she was talking when I en
tered or how indifferent the subject Bhe
would quickly become silent, showing
me very plainly by her manner that she
would vastly prefer my room to my
Still I was not displeased to see this
ceiling fresco drawing near to its com
pletion. "You are getting on apace," says I
very cheerfully one day.
will soon have done. "
"Yes," answers he,
shall have naught to do
"I reckon you
"in a week I
but to pack up
my tools and go. "
There was an accent of sorrow in his I
voice, despite, himself, which did not
escape me nor juou neitner, lor 1 saw
her cast her eyes upon his face as if to
read if there were sadness there. But
she said never a word.
However, in the afternoon she comes
to me, and says she :
"I am resolved I will have all the
rooms in the house plastered if Signor
Dario will consent to paint them."
"All the rooms!" says I in alarm.
"Surely you have not counted the cost
of what yon propose "
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"1 suppose I have enough to keep my
bouse in rai table condition. "
"Without doubt, though I expect such
work as Signor Dario's must command
"All I ask of you, then," says she,
"is to bid my steward have 5,000 ready
for my uses, and within a week, lest I
should need it suddenly. Should he raise
"As assuredly he will," Bays I, who
knew the crafty, subtle character of old
Simon full well by this time. "A thou
sand, and not one you can pick a hole
"Then show him this and tell him I
accept Mr. Goodman's offer unless he
can find more profitable means of raising
With that she puts in my hand a let
ter she had that morning received from
one Henry Goodman, a tenant, showing
how, having heard that she had disposed
of a farm to his neighbor, he humbly
prayed she would do him the same good
turn by selling him the land he now
rented, and for which he was prepared
to pay down in ready money the sum of
Armed with this letter, I sought Si
mon tuill UwltVeitn Moll's IuoSaagS. As
I expected, the wily old man had good
excuses ready for not complying with
this request, showing me the pains he
had taken to get the king's seal, his
failures to move the king's officers, and
the refusal of his goldsmith to furnish
further supplies before the deed of suc
cession was passed.
"These objections are all very just,"
says I, "so I see no'way of pleasing our
lady but by selling Mr. Goodman's farm,
which she will have done at once if
there be no alternative. "'
So I give him the letter, which he can
scarce read for trembling with anguish.
"What," cries he, coming to an end,
"I am to sell this land which I bought
for 900 and is now worth 6,000? I
would rather my mistress had bid me
have the last teeth torn from my head. "
"We must have money," says L
"Thee shalt have it in good time.
Evans hath been paid, and thy debt
shall be discharged. Fear not. "
"I spoke as representing our lady.
For ourselves we are content to wait her
better convenience." And I told him
bow his mistress would lay out her
money in embellishing the court with
paintings, which put him to a new talk
ing to think so much good money should
be wasted in such vanities.
" But, " says he, " this w ork must take
time, and one pays for nothing ere 'tis
done. By quarter day our rents will be
coming in again"
"No," says I, cutting him short, "the
money must be found at once, or be as
sured that your lady will take the man
agement of her affairs out of your
This raised a fresh outcry and more
lamentations, but in the end he prom
ised to procure the money by collecting
his rents in advance if his mistress
would refuse Mr. Goodman's offer and
wait three weeks, and on Moll's behalf
I agreed to these terms.
A few days after this we were called
into the dining hall to see the finished
ceiling, which truly deserved all the
praise we could bestow upon it and
more, for now that the sky appeared
through the opening, with a little pearly
cloud creeping across it, the verdure
and flowers falling over the marble cop
ing, and the sunlight falling on one
side and throwing t'other into shade,
the illusion was comulete.. so that one
! Could scarcely have been more astonish
ed had a leaf, fallen fiom the hanging
flowers or a face looked over the balco
ny. In short, 'twas prodigious
Nevertheless the painter, looking up
at his work with half closed, critical
eyes, seemed dissatisfied, and asking us
if we found nothing lacking we, not to
appear behindhand in judgment, agreed
that on one side there was a vacant
place which might yet be adorned to ad
vantage. Yes," says he, "I see what is want
ed and will supply it. That, " adds he,
gently turning to Moll, "will give me
still another day."
"Why, what charm can you add that
is not there?" asks she.
Something," says he in a low voice,
"which I must see whenever I do cast
my eyes heavenward. "
And now Moll, big with her purpose,
which 6he had hitherto withheld from
Dario, begs him to come into her state
room, and there she told how she would
have this ceiling plastered over and
painted, like her dining hall, if he
would undertake to do it.
Dario casts his eye round the room
and over the ceiling, and then, shaking
bis head, says, "If I were in your place,
I would alter nothing here. "
"But I will have it altered," says
she, nettled because he did not leap at
once at her offer, which was made rath
er to prolong their communion than to
obtain a picture. "I detest these old
fashioned beams of wood. "
"They are in keeping with the char
acter of the room. I think," adds he,
looking round him again with renewed
admiration, "I think I have never seen
a more perfect example of English art "
"What of that," cries she, "if it
pleases me to have it otherwise?"
"Nothing," returns he calmly. "You
have as just a right to stand by your
opinion as I by mine. "
"And am I to understand that you
will rather hold by your opinion than
give me pleasure?"
"I pray you do not press me to dis
courtesy," says he.
"Nay, but I would have a plain an
swer to my question," says she haugh
"Then," says he, angering in his
turn, "I must tell you that I would as
soon chip an antique statue to suit the
taste of a French modiste as disfigure
the work of him who designed this
Now, whether Moll took this to be a
reflection on her own figure, which had
grown marvelous slim in the waist since
she had her new stays from London, or
not I will not say, but certainly, this re
beyond all an
durance, as we could see by ber blanched
cheek and flashing eye ; so, dismissing
him with a deep courtesy, she turns on
ber heel without another word.
This foolish business, which was not
yery creditable to onr Moll's good sense,
though I think she acted no worse than
other maids in her condition fori have
observed that young people do usually
lose their heads at the same time that
they lose their hearts this foolish scene,
I Bay, I would gladly omit from my his
tory but that it completely changed our
destiny, for had these two parted with
fair words we should probably have
seen no more of Dario, and Don San
chez's prognostic had been realized.
Such trifles as these do influence our
career so greatly as more serious acci
dents, our lives being a fabric of events
that hang together by the slenderest
Unmoved from his design by Moll's
displeasure, Dario replaced his scaffold
before he left that day, and the next
morning he came to put the last touch
upon his work. Moll, being still in dudg
eon, would not go near him, but sat
brooding in a corner of her stateroom,
ready, as I perceived, to fly out in pas-
Bhe turn on her heel without another
sion at any one who gave her the occa
sion. Seeing this, Don Sanchez prudent
ly went forth for a walk after dinner,
but I, seeing that some one must settle
accounts with the painter for his work,
staid at home. And when I perceived
that he was collecting his materials to
go I went in to MolL
"My dear," says I, "I believ Dario
to preparing to leave us. "
"My congratulations to him," says
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nervous troubles a specialty for years.
We court investigation and earnestly
urge an physicians to write us for tha
formula of SCOTT'S CARBO-DIGESTIVE
COMPOUND, which we will mail
on application, that they may satisfy
themselves of its harmless character and
excel leu t virtues.
Pott's Carbo-Digestive Compound
B the most remarkable remedy that
science has produced. It has nocceeded
wherH all other medicines have failed.
Sold by druggists everywhere at $1.00
per bottle. Sent to any address in
America on receipt of price.
Don't forget that we cheerfully refund
your money if results are not satisfac
tory. Order dirnct if your druggist doef
oot have it.
Address all orders to
CONCORD CHEMICAL MFG, CO,
Send us 15 cents and we will send you
a copy of Coins Financial School.
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