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THURSDAY, MARCH 28. 1929.
THB B^VRNWELL PEOPLE-SENTINEL, BARNWELL, SOUTH CAROLINA
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Tenth Installment
WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE
Pnlermo is the scene. There an exile,
Leonardo di Marioni, has come (or lore
of Adrienne Cartuccio, who spurns hidV
He meets an Englishman, Lord St. Mau
rice, who falls in love with Adrienne on
sight. Leonardo sees his sister Margharita,
who tells him his love for Adrienne is hope
less. But he pleads with her to arrange an
accidental meeting, to say farewell, be
tween Adrienne and him.
She consents. That night the Englishman
is informed of an attempt being made to
carry off Signorina Cartuccio, and Mar
gharita, who are walking by brigands
employed by a rejected suitor on a lonely
road. He rushes to the scene, and proves
able to rescue the ladies.
Inflamed by the failure of his scheme,
Leonardo sees Margharita who shows him
she knows that he was instigator of the
attempted attack. The Englishman now
sees Adrienne often. The Englishman, sit
ting in the hotel, finds a dagger at his feet.
Looking up, he sees the Sicilian, and scents
trouble. “We sat here a week ago,” re
calls Leonardo. Lord St. Maurice nods.
Leonardo and the Englishman quarrel.
The Englishman at first refused to accept
a Challenge to duel, then when the Italian
slaps him consents. The two men face
each other ready to fight to the death.
Margharita stops the duel by coming just
in the nick of time to save the Englishman
from his fate, with two officers who arrest
the exile Leonardo. Leonardo vows ven
geance. After 25 vears in jail he is again
at his hotel, an old, broken man with only
memories left to him. v
At his hotel the proprietor, worried
about him. advertises for his friends and
Leonardc is first visited by the woman he
had loved, whom he shoos out of his sight.
Then there corqes to him the daughter of
bis sister, whom he greets in great sur
prise. He learns that his sister is dead.
Count Leonardo tells his niece the story
of his love for Margharita. She is sympa
thctic.
Margharita Briscoe takes a post at the
home of Lady St. Maurice, Manoni's for
mer love, as a governess in order to be in
a position to wreak vengeance upon her.
Lord Lumley, the son of Lady St. M
heaven? And if so, what of our
vengeance? Death is swift! What
will she suffer? It will be those who
are left behind who will feel the pain;
for her, there will be a happiness be
yond even the happiness of earth. She
will be shriven of her sin by our
vengeance. „ L -
“Think of this, my dear uncle! Do
not imagine that I am growing faint-'
hearted; do not imagine that I am
drawing back from the task which I
now claim as my right. Death, or^
some other soft “of punishment, shall
surely fall upon her; she shall not
I found myself in the presence of the
man for whom I was making vain
search. My Margharita! my good
angel! I have you to thank even for
the successful accomplishment of my
part in that edict of our Order which
you and I ar^ banded together to
carry out.
“At first, Paschuli did not recognize
me, and it was long before I could
make him believe that I was indeed,
that most unfortunate of men, Leon
ardo di Marioni. But when he was
convinced, he promised me what I
sought. That same evening he gave
"I turned aside into an old
curio shop to buy some trifle
for you which took my fancy,
and it wa? Paschuli himself
who served me.”
rice, talks to his mother
i-auy
of Mi*s
au
Briscoe
escape! Only think what is best.
“Write to iy; ^11 (hat U in ypur “Margharita, there is ne poison m—-
■bout the past.
ile Mi
u.*..., ullmi h|Ml |b^art. Fear not to speak out! I
would know all. Farewell! Your
loving
“Marghahtta.”
Meanwhile Miss Briscoe is corresponding
with Leonardo. He writes her of his de
sire for revenge.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Letter from Margharita Briscoe to
the Count Leonardi di Marioni, care
id the Princess di Carlotti, Palazzo
( arlolti. Rome.
“My dkar. DtA* Uncle: I am in
clined to scold you for your letter. f*»r
it made me very sad. Why should you
be so sure of d>ing just as the ven
geance which is your due beconie>
yours? You are not very old. and I
can nurse you even as I did l&fore.
Think how lonely I should he without
you. No, vuu must not think of leav-
Letter from th* Count Leonardo di
Marioni, the Palazzo Carlotti. Rome,
to Miss Margharita Briscoe, Mal
lory Cranae. I.incolnshire.
“Beloved Margharita:-! will con
fess that your letter troubles me. If
there be heaven for the woman who
wrecked my life, there is no heaven
for me. no religion, no‘God. You
say that she is a good woman. She
is therf a good woman through fear.
it to me.
the world like that which I send you
in this letter. The merest grain of
it is sufficient, in wine or water, or
food of any sort. There is no art of
medicine which could detect it—no
means by which the death, which will
surely follow, can be averted; so you
run no risk, my child! Bide your
time, and then—then!
“Margharita, I am coming to you.
Nay, do not be alarmed. I run no risk.
I shall come disguised, and no one will
know me. but I must see something of
the end with my own eyes, or half its
sweetness w.uild he untamed. I w«mh!
see her face and die! I would .trace.
She seeks to atone, but she can never day by day, the workings of the
atone. She w'on a bov’s nassionate noisnn • and in the last moment'
..** me. i toroid ill it is morbid. I love; she wore his heart upon her
Banish that lancy for my sake, and
try and think of a quiet happy life
Ligethcr. away in some southern city,
where the sea and the sky are blue,
and the sun is warm, and the breezes
arc stilt and laden with the perfume
of sweet flowers. We would never
live in this country, would we? I do
not like it. It is cold and damp, and
it chills me, chills even my heart.
Oh! I know just the life wc could
live t«*gether. and l»e very, very happy.
\\ rite to me no more of death.
“I am quite settled <l*»wn here, wait
ing- M y duties are light, aiui 1 do not
find them irksome. Every day 1
realize that 1 did well in coming here
as a governess, ami not as one seeking
a home. They think that it is because
of my pride that 1 liavc willed it so.
They do not know.
“Lady St. Maurice tries to be kind
to me in her way; but when the
honeyed words are upon her lips, I
think of you and my heart is steel.
She must have been a very beautiful
woman—nay, she is beautiful now!
You asked me in your first letter to
watch and to tell you whether they
were happy together. You asked me,
and I tell you the truth.
"Yes l I think that of all the women
whom I have ever seen, her life seems
to have flown along the most calmly
and peacefully. I have never seen a
cloud upon her brow; I hate her for
it. She has no right to be happy; she
w’ho by such treachery condemnet
you to a living death. Once my anger
rose up so fiercely that I nearly struck
her, and I had to hurry from the room
lest I should betray myself before the
time. Truly she deserves punishment
and my hand shall not shrink from
inflicting it
“Yet, after all, is death the most
complete form of punishment. Some
times I doubt it. I would mar the
beauty of her face for ever, and laugh
I would strike her blind gladly;
would make her a cripple for life, with
c*ut remorse*, without hesitation. To
see her suffer would please me.
should have no pity!
“But death, uncle! If anything o r
our religion be true, toould death be so
terrible a thing?—Against my wit!
sleeve; she cast it away at the moment
of her pleasure. She broke the vows
A an order, which should liave been
as sacred to her as the face of God
to the angels; and she sent a Marioni
to rot through a useless life In a
miserable prison. The boy whose
itart she broke, and the man whose
ife she severed, lives only to nurse his
unchanging and unchangeable hate for
er. Away with all other thoughts,
my vengeance knows but one end. and
tliat is death! Not sudden death,
mmd! but death—slow, lingering, and
liatniul. 1 would see- the struggle
against some mysterious sickness, with
my own eyes; I would stand by the
bedside and mock. I would watch the
heeks grow thin and pale, and the
eyes grow dim. She should know me
in those last moments. She should
see me. the wasted shadow of a man,
myself on the threshold of the grave,
standing by her bedside, cold and
unpitying, and holding out toward her
a white hyacinth
That is how I would have it,
though thus it nay not be. Yet speak
to me not of any other vengeance save
death. Let none other dwell for
moment in your thoughts, I solemnly
charge you, Margharita.
As to my search, it has not yet
alas, been successful. Think not that
I have lost heart, or that I am dis
couraged. Never fear but that I shal
find the man whom I seek—if not,
there are others. I give myself one
month longer; at the end of that time
if Paschuli be not found, another must
serve my purpose.
The Princess is much interested in
you, and sends her love. She is im
r tient to take you under her care
have told her that it will not be
long—nor will it
“Farewell, my child. Soon I shal
send you the good news.—Yours,
“Leonardi di Marioni.”
"Falezzo Carlotti, Rome.
“Margharita,—Beloved. Success
success! My search is over, my pur
T- • see that her life is good. She has
made her home what it should be, anc
her husband happy. She is a devotee
Christian, and, wet or fine, every Sun
day morning before breakfast, she goe
to the little church in the village and
kneels before the altar. She visits
the sick and the poor, and they lov
her. For me, religion has become
something of a dream. I was brought
up a Roman Catholic. What I am now
I dp not know! When I vowed my
life to its present purpose I filled A
with new thoughts; I put my religion
away from me. I could not kneel with
hate in my heart; I could not confess
with the desire to kill in my bosom.
“Yet let that pass. Supposing there
be a heaven, if we kill her for her
treachery to you will not that sin be ^
wiped out? May she not gain'taste for Roman jewelry*, and behold,
pose is accomplished. 1 have found
Paschuli. Enclosed in this letter you
will find a smaller envelope. It con
tains the powder
shaking, and that there is a mist be
fore my eyes! I am an old man, anc
great joy is hard to bear; harder"sti
after a weary, wretched life such as
mine. You will understand, thoiigh—
you will be able to decipher this faint
uncertain handwriting, and you wi
forgive me if it tires you. Ay, you
will do that, Margharita, I know!
“Let me tell you how I found him
It, was by the purest accident,
turned aside into an old curio shop, to
buy some trifle for you which took
my fancy, and it was Paschuli him
self who served me. Thus you see
how indirectly even your star always
shines over mine and leads me aright.
If if had not been for you I should
never have dreamed of entering the
place, but I thought of you and your
her agony I would reveal myself, and
would point to my4 withered frame
and the hand of death upon my fore-
rad, and cry out to her that the
3rder of the White Hyacinth had
ccpt its vow. I would have her eyes
meet mine as the mists of death
closed in upon her. 1 would have her
enow that the oath of a Marioni, in
nendship or in hate, in protection or
in vengeance, is one with his honor.
his may not be, Margharita! I can
not see all this! I cannot even stand
>y her bedside for a moment and show
ler my face, that she might know
whose hand it is which has stricken
ier down. Yet, 1 must be near! Fear
not but that I shall manage it safely!
would not bring danger or the
shadow of danger upon you, mv be-
oved.
“I leave Rome to-night, and 1 leave
it with joy. You cannot inogine how
inexpressibly sad it has been for me
to find myself in the place where the
greater part of my youth—my too
ambitious youth was spent. All is
changed and strange to me. There
are new streets and tpany innovations
which puzzle me; and although my
riends are kind, twenty-five years
iave crushed our sympathies. To
them I am like a sad figure from a
bygone world, a Banquo at the feast,
something to pity a little—no more.
I am nothing to anybody beyond that.
I am a wearisome old man, whose
mind is a blank, and who only cumbers
the way. Ah, well, it is not for long.
The day of my desire is at hand, and
God has given me you, Margharita, to
accomplish it, and to close my eyes in
peace. Bless you, my dear, dear child!
You have sweetened the end of a
marred and wretched life! Yours has
been an angel’s task, and you will
have an angel’s reward.
We shall meet before long, but of
the manner of our meeting I cannot
_ tell you- yet, Titi- then adieu 1—Younr
in hope,.
“Leonardi di Marioni.”..
“P. S.—I forgot to say that the
whole of the poison, or even half a
teaspoonful, would produce sudden and
abrupt death. Just a pinch, adminis-
tered twice, perhaps, in order to be
quite secure, would be sufficient.”
“My beloved Margharita,—Many
a time have I reproached myself for
my imprudence la^t night, and the
effects which I fear it had upon you.
It was thoughtless and rash of me to
come near the House at all; but, in
deed, I meant only to watch from a
safe distance; only, as I crouched be
hind a shrub upon the lawn, I saw her
face, and the sight drew me nearer
against my better judgment. I met
your eyes, and I knew that you were
overcome with fright; but I feared to
linger lest they might ask what it was
that alarmed you, and seek for me.
And although I fancy that I am
altered past recognition, yet I would
run no risks. - ’ * t ‘ l *
Continued Next Week
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NEW ONE CENT GAS
TAX NOW BEING PAID
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under the $65,000,000 bond issue,
which has been provided for by the
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Barnwell Folks Are
Caught in Hailstorm
Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd A. Plexico and Lit
tle Daughter Have Very Un
pleasant Experience. *
While returning from Augusta
Thursday night of last week, Mr. and
Mrs. Lloyd A. Plexico and little daugh
ter, Kittie, of this city, had a very
unpleasant experience when they
were caught in the heavy hailstorm
that visited the Aiken-Augusta sec
tion. In addition to the hailstones,
many of which Mr. Plexico declared
to be as large as hen eggs, there was
a torrential downpour of rain accom*
panied by high winds, the combina-
tion making driving an impossibility.
Mr. Plexico was finally forced to
bring his car to a stop in the middle
of the highway and he and his family
waited in their car until the storm
passed on. The body of their auto
mobile shows a number of dents from
the aerial bombardment.
Reports from Augusta state that
the heaviest fall of hail was reported
in North Augusta, where hundreds of
window panes were smashed and
other damage done. In some places
the drifts of hailstones were said to
be six to ten inches deep. The storm
on the Georgia side of the river was
not so bad, being of only two or three
minutes duration, but even at that
many windows were broken and auto
mobile tops were smashed. Some
damage was done to peach orchards,
but the Fruitland Nursery was the
heaviest sufferer, acres of hothouses
being smashed.
v Early Thursday evening, a heavy
cloud was visible N<Ath* and North
west of Barnwell. The lightning was
almost continuous and there were oc
casional distant rumblings of thun
der. That cloud probably marked the
course of the storm.
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