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i • v> I .( THE PAINTER OF PARHA; â€" OR, â€" THE MAGIC OF A MASTERPIECE U CHAPTER IX. (Continued.) It had been, for several years, the eustom of the duba to give select par- ties, or receiitions, to a very few of the closest and moat intimate friends of bis fair ward and himself. They occur- c«<l once in two weeks, and were, as a role, enjoyable. The duke could here anhcnd himself from the dignity of his kigh estate, and lay aside the carps *t a jealous and critical government. He had one* thought of inviting .lunn Sonnni to one or more of these social rathdrings; but, IseXore doing so, he kad B[>oken with Steffano and with Count Denaro on the subject. So we ean well understand why the thought had not been carried into execution. With regard to the Count (iuiseppe Denaro wb will say the duke had om- lulted him on the subject of the in- ritation to the artist, not because he hud any great reapect for his JU''K- msnt, or, lor himself jiersonally, but •imply because he had lieen admitted •a a friend and companionâ€" nye, and as a suitor of the Princess Isabel. And nowâ€" did the duke regard the count OS the one man fitted to be his - itir ward's husband 1 Certainly he <lifl not. But Isabel was already a woman. tnd more than a twelvemonth t>eyond what was generally considered (he pro- per marriageable age, and It was to be eipecte.1 that the time would ere long come when her heart would finrt Its mate. When her guardian t bought of this he cast about him for the man worthy to be her mate for life. H« waa surpriswl at the result. Of a full score of young nobles of I arma whom he brought l«fore his mind s eye for examination, not one approached his standard. Tha few who were fitted by rank and wealth to mate with her were either dissipated or of unfavorable dis- positions, . Buff ion it to say, in the end the Count Guiseppe hrid come nearer to the mark than any other; and. above and beyond that, he loved the gentle maid- en with all his heart. Even he had been at times seen under the influence of much wine; but when he had asked the dukeâ€" had imploredâ€" t hat he m>Kht be i«miitted to win the love of the beautiful princess if h«' could, and when the subject of his habits of life had been alluded to. he pledged himself by a solemn oath, that never, never again, would he suffer wine to become his nuister. Guiseppe Denaro was of an ancient family, and wealthy, and by right of Inhiritance he occupiwl a pimition in the front rank of the councillors of the realm, fio, on the whole, Antonio could fix upon no one to whom he would more willingly give his l>eautiful r«iimn and wani, and h» had given his promis^ to the count. If he coubl win the lady s hmr the should have her hand. On the evening in quest ion-t he ev- ening on which the marquis had held his interview with ol<l Madelon, and Uter. with his brotherâ€" a gay an( seemingly happy party was assenUded in one of the large drawing-rooms of the ducal palaceâ€" not in the largest, but in a cosy, comfortable luxurious aimrtment, well fitted and furnished for social enjovment. As we enter neither the duke nor his brother had arrived. Count Denaro wjiH th"re nnil had assumed the direc- tion of affairs unjil the master should put in an appearance. Several others, perhaps a dozen in all, male and fe- male, were pre.seni ; and of lliem we find our two youlhful friends, Henri Vavallia and Paulo Alavado, the pair of th-m evidently finding their fill of happiness in basking in the bright light of the Prinnesa Isalwl's electric smiles. And they had cause for hnjipi- ness, for the princess liked them. They were intelligent and gent leniiinly, and when she compared them with Count Denaro it was greatly to the dispar- agement of the latter. In no other re- spect than that of wealth was ha their equal. And in another way had (hey won upon her regard and liking. They were admirers of the painter, .Iiian '/anotii. »n<l could not say too inueh in his praise. In his account of his uiiplen- lanl passage with the Marquis Si effano, Zanoni had incidentally nientinned the names of these youths, and had told her how deeply he was indebted to them for their kind offices on that occasion. As the matter was fresh in her mind, only a few hours having ela^iaed since her dear lover had told to her (he â- tory, it was very nntursl that she should, on the prenent occasion, ask 'them (o give (heir version of the scene. And they did it. Hitting dose by her Bide and apart from the others, they were free to speak without reserve. Flenrf Vavallia was the chief spokesman though his coniiiaiiion was permitted to do his iMTi. The account, as given by them, presented the painter in a far more noble and magiianimoiiH char- acter than his own recil.-il had done. In fact, they pictured him not only as a moral hero, brave and generous, but as a very paladin, whose arm was Invincible. "Jf he were of (he patrician class,' said Henri, with kindling eye, "ho "would take rank at the very head of our aristocracy, lie Is one of the nob- lest men I ever met." Th' princess thanked him with a look â€"ft look which, (liough he could not know Its full significance, yet gave him joy unutterable. She had just prom- ised them that they should visit (he irtisCs ptudio a( some future time rhen she waa to he present, and she ivas to introduce them, when the duke was announced. Antonio came In alone. wi(h the sha- doiw of a deep care on his expressive face, and oven when his fair ward had • risen and greeted him with her fondest smile, something of the cloud remained. Ha had exchanged friendly salutations wi(h Henri and Paulo, and was about to turn to another part of the ror>m when Isabel Broke: "Dear guardian! Something is giv- ing you trouble. Shall I take my lute and sing to you >" " No, no, my blessed child. It Is nothing. I have been thinking. Let us hope I may think more brightly by- and-by. Don't let me interrupt your conversation." And with (his he turn- ed and went over to where Count De- naro sat alone in the recess of one of th" great windows. Thi princess watohe<l him clo!>ely and thoughtfully, wondering whot could hive occurred to make him so snd and gloomsomeâ€" watchftd him until she had se^n him speak wi(h the count and (hen she resumed her .seat. " Wh-at can have happened?" said Henri feelingly. " 1 never saw him look quite so ui>9et." " He has evidently heard something unidiasant," suggested Paulo. " At all events I judged so. not only from his looks, but from th^ii.'inner in which hi spoke. You know how quick and deep are his sympathies." " Tes," responded Henri ; " his heart is as tender as a woman's, and, if h> b.wl heard of the death or great mis- fortune of a dear friend he would suf- 'er as for hia own self." Th-s words had scarcely fallen from iht' j'outh's lips when the p.-'ge at the door announced: "The Marquis of .Steffano." Th» name fell upon Isabel's ears with a shock. Why it ihould be so she could not tell ; but so it waa. It sent a shud- d»r through her frame, and a pain through her heart. Was it something he hiul done that had caused the gloom of th' duke 1 As the t bought occurred to her she turned her eyes in his di- rection, and found hi.s gaze fixed u'lon h''r»elf with an intentnesa that startled h'jr. The count, who stood by his side, was also looking at her. " Ah, Duke !" â- exclaimed Steffano, ajv proaching his brotiier. " It appears our informant was right â€" he is beyond re- covery. â- What is that?" asked Count De- naro eagerly. " An accident to a friend of our goo<l duke. We do not know yet how it happened. We arc only informed that he can not recover." " l'"or mercy's sake, who is itf" cried a young lady h h > sat near to where- th"y were standing. .She .spoke eagerly, with more of curiosity th.in sympa- thy. / "Probably a stranger to you, dear lady," an.swered SteJfano, with a cur- ious smile on his s>vart visage. "It was a painter called /niioni. Isabel's heart had almost ceased Its throbbing at (he first word of an ae- ci<lent, and now as that name fell upon her ear, the truth of il all appearing to have (he duke's avouchment, things swum before her, the light faded away, and with a deep .soul-sent groan of bit- terest agony she sank back and would have fallen to the floor had not Henri and Paulo caught her and upheld her. "My l.onl Duke I Countess Hlzzi t Help I help I The prince.ss has fainted I" The duke himself was the first to reach her. He took her in his strong arms as he wouM have taken an infant, and started to liear her from the room, but two of the elder ladies in- terfered and begged that she might Ije given up to I hem. It wa.s only a swiKin, and they knew just what to do. After a mtmient's hesitation. Antonio gave her up, but said he should quick- ly follow. "Oh!" he gnmned, turning to his brother, who at I hat moment came up, " it was cruel, crue! I Only her great sympathy made her faint." " Wait, wait," returne<i Sleffano.with a look of malignant triumph. "As soon a-s her senses return you ask her. lion't wait for her to reflect and reason on it, but strike while the (ruth is on the Murfac*. Will jou do that?" "Yes! and you shall find how deeji- ly you have wrongiMl lie.r." "If I lio finil (hat. all 1 have (o say is. no one living wilt l»e more (hank- tul than .shall I." hmnedialely af(erward (he duke fol- lowed the women who had borne his ward away. Well, young gentleman," said the mai'quis, meeting the gaze of Henri Vavallia and Paulo Alavudo fixed upon him »ilh an expression of unmistakalda horror. "What have you to say aboub it* You apiie,ar to \>e deeply interest- ed." They had stood ohiae by, and had overheard every word which had been si)oken by the duke and bis iirothei. and they had caught the times also. They had marked the deep pain and re^jret of Antonio, and the malevo- lence and triumph of Steffano. and it had striu^k them lx»th at the same in-" slant that the wludo thing had been a cruel trick uiK>n the princess to ex- I>osi^ her atfe<'tion for Zanoni. They* rejuemberod the scene on the river's bank, and that hel(M<d them t« an un-" derstanding of (he present l>usiness. "Perhaps you were admirers of the painter* " added the marquis coiitemii- tuously, when he found that (hey did not answer him. "I, for one, admired him very much," said Henri, with a stern, proud look into (hs eye of the man he addressed. "So did I," added I'aulo. ".-Vnd I deem him worthy the admiration and reapetit i>f all true men." "Do you mean to insinuate that 1 am not a true man t" demanded the mar- quis, angrily. "Marquis," replied the youth, with a calm, manly look on his handsome face, "remember (hat we are beneath your brother's roof â€" his guests. You oan not pick a quarrel with us." And with this the pair of them turn- ed away, and shortly afterward lef( the p«ilaoe. Steffano glared after them, really too mad, too full of wrath,' to speak. Something told him that tht:y saw through the deception that had bjeu practiced, and ho only won- dered if they sospeoted more. Meantime the princess had been con- veyed to anolher apartment, and laiJ uix>n a largo 30 'a, where proper re- storative treatment soon brought her 'oaok to consciuiunesa. She looked up and m'il the uuxioua, loving ga:.e of her giuLrdian, but before she could Mp°nk bo ma,de a sign enjoining her to silenoe. A.4 soon as the duko saw that she had fully recovered, he thanked those who hxu been heiidul, and asked them to retire. There was a Uttle he;:itation on th4 part of one of the ladi>!s, who waa prolrdbly moved more by curiosity th.-^n svmp&thy, but her ooinpaniou took hiii by the aim and soon Led her away. When hinxself and hia ward had Ixen left alone together (hu duko cloded the door and turned the k(.y in thi) lock. Then he came back and Sit dawa by the t^irle of the sofa, on \\hi<'h the princ«ss still reclined. "Oh, dear Diiko I" she coied, reachinj? forth her hand and gi aeping his wrist. "What was it Steffano said? Tell mo â€" tell me â€" what has befallen â€" Zan- oni ? • "Dear child," returned Anto.-iio kiml- ly, but with an earnest, tearcbiiig look into the pale, wan face, "if the paint- ing of the picture should be stopped, would it give you great disappuint- ment ?" "Ob, guardian I what do you mean ? What has happened 1 Speak I Tell me I You are lorturiug me with sus- pense." "lsa^x^l," he taid, tenderly, yet with a great pain shadowed on his face, at (h^ b^ime time taking her hand, "what was this min to you f Tell me." His voioo qui\ered, and he exiierienced a sense of shame a,i he thought of the in- tentional deieit his language was mMnt to conveyâ€" his speaking; of the man in (he past tense. And the blow 8tru<;k home. "What was ihii man to you "' rang in her cars and sank to her heart. "Oh. he is dead I dead! dead I Hy love I my hero I Yes. I loved him I I loved him I lie was all the world to m.^1 iU.y all of life, of luva, and of joy I" ib'.-n with a sharp, wild cry, the ,'ittirted to her feat and caught hor guardian by the arm. glaring at him with a fierce, flaming fire in her eyes. "Ot) Steffano has killed him I Stef- fano his killed him! It it uoi ho?' "Isalxdl What in (he name of wonder are you thinking of? Sioffano kill him ! Hov couM such a ridiculous fancy enter your mind J" "Oh, not so lidicuious as you think !" she retorted, growing stronger under lh>^ influence o( her wrathful feelings toward the marquis. "Did you know- that h» attivcked Zanuni yesterday and drew his sword against htm. and that Heuii Vavaiii.i and Paulo Alava- do helped Coiuu Denaro to drag him away / ' "IsiUdl What are you telling me? Who told you lUat story I" "lliULself, Juan Zanoni. And this evening Henri iinil Paulo told it again, and they p^iinted the wickedness of the deed Idocker lh:in did ho. Oh. Stef- fano hated him with a deadly hatred. But 1 oare not no>v. Only tell me, did h>\ Steffano, do itf" "Isateil, my child, oh, pardon me I Zanoni is ncr. dead. He is not even hurt. It was a plot to discover if yi u loved the plebeian painter. Oh, axy !-oul ! my houI ! How shall I gel over this/ \\hat oan I say J What can I ilof" lie would have spoken further, but the princess, as soon as she could com- prehen I (he situation, had given ut- terance to a burst of thankfulne.ss and sank back u(k>ii (he sofa, seeming, for the moment, about to faint aKain. Dut she did not utterly sink, though she v.as terribly .shaken. .Vs for (he duke, his condition of mind was by no means a happy one. Wh.it to do, what to say. he scarcely knew. Should he wait until the prin- cess had become stronger* He arose from his .siat ami took a turn across ih.! i<N>m. He came back, paused a, few second.s. and then crossed to and fro again, and this ho repeated thrice. Then he resumed his seat and t<iok the girl's hand. He hud a duty to p»>r- lorm, and he would perform il, let the coal be what il might. Vet his heart was not in the work. The events ot his childhood, and even those of hit youth and early manhu'id, deserved to m.ikc him tender and lenient toward lho.se lielow him in rank, with a disp.isi- lion to takrt men for what they were worth rather than for the accident of their birth. He could not forget (hut the enemies of his houseâ€" of his fath- er and his mo(herâ€" had been all, every imo of (hem. of (he patrician order, vshilo tho.se who had proved friends, a(anah and true, had Ix-en plebeian al- most to a man. It had been the people against a class. Aye. and at (he pres- ent moment he knew that the people of Parma were his friends. They lov- ed ami bles.ied him. Had there been as large a proiKirtion of the plel>eian class false to him at heart as he knew there waa of the noWes, he would have felt his scepter insecure. Again, he had come to love the handsome, pure-minded painter. Take (h,)m man against man. and Zanoni stoo I to Count Denaro as Hyperion to a satyr! As a husband for Isabel do Varomt. had he been but noble, he had, never known the man to whom h« would rather give her than to Juan Zanoni. But that could not tx*. "Isabel," he said, with a rich mui»- (ure in his eye and a sympaihetic quiv- er in hia voice, at the same time tak- ane of her hands in a warm, paternal grasp, "I must say to you a few words before we separate. I have only my- self to blame for what has happened. I should have thought ot many things (hat I suffered to escape me. I ought to have remembered Zanoni's beauty, his grand character, his surpassing in- tulhwt, and, above all else, his mag- netic presence. "Then, tuh, I should have remem-> l>erod your orphaned childhood, youn great capacity for love, your yearning for friendship, and the years you hove twssed with no heart all your own .^ave« only mine, and I, with 'my oarea ot state, have left you well-ntgh to your- self. Ah I I should have thought ot this when laent you to Zanoni's stadio â€" into his companionship. "But. Isabel, you must be brave. You must remcmlier the rank you hold, the chaiacter you bear. In one sense you are my representative â€" the represen- tative of our ducal house. Were yon to unita yourself with a plebeian the result would be a shock to our whole social system. And you could not marrr here. Our laws would prevent it. You would be obliged to flee, and I need not teil you what a cal- amity that would be. Isabel, you will give it up. If there must be a sacri- fice I belie /e you are equal to it. I would bear it if I could, but that may not l>e. The ordeal must be your own â€" tha victoi-y yours â€" and. In the time to come, the reward will be yours." Ue paused here, but the girl made no response. She sat with folded hands, her head bowed, her bosom heaving, and ever and anon a, si^rhâ€" a moan of anguisii- burst from her lips. By- und-by the duke spoke again: "Isabel, what more can I say* I can only once more implore you to tear this love from your heart â€" " As those word fell upon her ears a convlusive shudder shook her from hiMd to foot, and a cry of sharpest a.gony burst from her lips. "Oh, my lord ! my father â€" for I know you iovd me wellâ€" you ask me to kill myself 1 I can not I Oh. I can not I When you can tear from your heart th* love and reverence you feel for the ill-fat?d, martyr molher who gave you life and beingâ€" when you can tear out that and cast it from you, forever a thing forgottenâ€" thenâ€" then can. I tear from my heart the love I feel for Juan Zanoni I Hush I Blame not him ! Shall I tell you how I came to know hs loved me * He bade me that I bhuuld tell you that he could not fin- ish the picture. I was to tell you that you were to seU'l mu no more to sit, for he could notâ€" he would notâ€" work on it more. Duke, it was then, when he had told tne to come to him no more, that I knew how I lored him I In that hour â€" at thit momentâ€" I knew that my heart had gone out to him to be his forovai-more ! You can imagine the re.8t. I saw ha loved me. and I made him sp*>ak. I was patrician, he ple- lirian. 1 took the lead, and our love was iold. Oh, my lo/el my life I "But let UB sjiy no more now. Let me think. It has all come upon me so suddenly that I can not speak co- herently. Will you let me have time f Not time in which to give Up my love; but to think how I may regu- late my life and save it. You will .spart* me for the present, I know." iShe could not have asked of him an- o(h';r favor which he w^iuld have grant- ed BO readily. (To be Continued.) PERSONAL POINTERS. .\<>tr« or Inlrrrnl .ibunl Hatiie »r Ibr tirt-al Pr«i(li- «r (he Wsrld. Prof, von Zenker, who in 1860 first discovered (he trichiaa disease, died re- cently in Mecklenburg at the age of 73 years. Prof. Baron, of Bonn, who drew up the German Civil Code and was a well known lecturer on IIm Pandects, is dead. ilr. Jc}ihn Morley stutes (hat the ru- mour that he has joined the Roman Catholic Church is absolutely without foundation. Antonin Msrclr, the sculptor, has ap- plied for a divorce from his wife on the curioui4 ground that &he has left him to becuuie a nun. Pope Leo XIII. walking in the gar- dens of the V&tican, will soon be a living pirti'xe attraction, as bis pho- togi-aph has ju«t been taken for the cinematograph. Queen Wiihelmine of the Netherlands has disraiased her last teacher, and will take a vacation before entering om the business of reigning at the end of August. Queen Victoria came near losing her old wooden yacht, the Victoria and Al- bert re<-ently. Ktrp caught in the fore- oa»tl ^, bi-t won put out by hard work on ths iKirt of the crew. Slam's royal family having brought bicycles with it from Europe, every noble of Si,uu is trying to ride awheel, tirsat improvements in the roads of th.! country are looked for in conse- quence. Duke Adolf Friedrichof Mecklenburg Sch-.verin, an uncle of the Grand Duke, who won an army steeplechase at Ber- lin recently, is the first Prince of a reigning house to ride in a horse ra,ce in Germany. Lord Charles Bereaford is bound that Parliament shall know something about th? navy. He took 200 members ot the Houa» of Commons to Portsmouth on a special train and made them inspect lh.i dock yards, acting as guide him- self. J^helley's guitar, presented to Mrs. Williams with his poem, " To a Lady, with a Guitar," has been given to the Bodleian Library at Oxford, l>y an Am- erican admirer of Shelley, who bought it from the Williams family for the purpose. Prince Ahmed Self Eddin's recent murderous attack on his brother-in-law Fuad Pasha, at the Cairo Khedivial Club, has led to a curious suit. The club demands damages from the Prince for the harm done to the club's repu- tation by the row. Sergeant Hattliews of the Civil Ser- vice Volunteer Rifles has made a world's record of lOJ, all bull's-eyes, shooting from the knee, under the Queen's first stage conditions of sev- en shots each at 200, DOO and 600 yards, in a recent regimental comi>etitioit. PrlseesB AHoa of Albany, now Ifl^ has developed the fondness for art oommon to tbe wcmea of the £nglhsli royal family, and Is providing her re- latives with sketches made bv herself. Si)a ha« sect one also tr ''he young Queen of Holland as a barqnalinn pra- dent. If ViacowBt Wolseley is sent to Oan- ada, as Governor General, It is believed that Queen Victoria's son, the Cuke of Connaught, will be made Comman- der-in-Chief of the British Army, m place he ia likely to retain permanent- ly, like the Duke of Cambridge before him. John Henry Cromvrell Russell, sixth In direct descent from the Lord Pro- tector, has died in Switzerland at the age of 92 years. Hia grandfather was Oliver Cromwel lof Cheshunt Park great-grandson of Oliver's eon Henry, and the last of the family who bora the name of Crcmwiell. Mme. Chenay, aged 80, has obtained a judicial sei>aratioD from M. Chenay, engraver, aged 86. She was the sister of Mme, Victor Hugo, and acted as the poet's secretary at Guernsey. She had lived spurt from her husband for over i-hirty years. M hen the case came up a year ago the Jtjdge put it off to try if persons of their age could' make up their differences. Princess Helens of Ansta is soon to tiecome a mother, according to reports from Turin. The child. If a hoy, stands a feood chance of succeeding to (ha throne of Itoly, as the Prince of Na- ples has no children as yet. 'I'he Duke and Luchess of Aosta came near separ- ating some time ago, owing to the Duchess's Indignation at the Prince oi Xaples's marriage, which interposed an unexpected barrier between her and the Italian (hrone, for the sake of which she married tbe Duke. All the Monmouthshire estates of the Beaufort family, comprising 26,0(X) ac- res with a yearly rent roll of f 150.000, are offered for sale by the Diuke'.^ eld- est Bon, the Marquis of Worcester. In- cluded in the sale are eight ca.stles, am- ong them Muumoui h, where Henry V. was born ; t'sk, whsre Edward IV. and Richard III. were (torn ; Chepstow, Rag- lan. StriguH, and Gro.smont, besides the ruins of Tintern Abl)ey and the man- orial rights over King Arthur's Caer- leon. Before the crash in wheat it waa stated that Mr. L. Z. Leiter would pur- chase Tintern Abbey. 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