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OUR SHORT STORY

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OUR SHORT STORY ""??'O_ ax ACTOR'S TRUNK. Oas Eae summer day a fa.t gentleman, and tikne of great importance, judging by appear- DMPces, was walking in much, agitation before tdy, door of au ion at Naples. From time to tififi 1w ratsi'd his kind to his forehead as if ia d-aspaix aJl.cî\ ra search of some expedient that extrio«t3 him from a woeful predica- ment uVi<At—woe exclaimed he, "thus to r stop abort on 9u.6'S road not fulfil one e engagement# — 'tis dreadful 'tis unendur- able 1" "What .posesses yoo, Signor Benevolo?' Inquired the landlady. "Why do you tor- ment yourself so "Why? You ask me why? Don't you ksow that I must be after to-morrow at Saierao to play tragedy?'' And what of it, Signor Benevolo?" Wiiat of )t? I have a aiiperb company, a splendid princess, with eyes like two black diamonds. and an enrapturing voice, to drop through two lips of roses thepoet's harmon- ious lines. I have aliso an admirable. comic actar, with a horitHe face-a feilow that reminds roe of Sancbo Panza, who laughs and weeps to perfection; in short Heraclites and Democntus in the same body." Weli, then." said the landlady, why are you so sad?" "Sad! I rawiy well be sad. What am I to do? I have no tragedian, no premier subject. I cannot procure one, and all my plans arc frustrated. Farewell to my Salerno perform- ances farewell to the golden receipts I }¡.1.d so surely counted upon 1" And the poor impresario raised his hand to Ms burning head and walked to and fro in agony. This." cried the landlady, is certainly unfortunate! After & pause, however, ber eyes sparkled with joy, and she added: I tell you what, I Signor Benevolo, I have much regard fo" you; I wish you well and think I can immediately prove it. I have what you want." A tragedian ?" Aye, a tragedian; a young man of this city. who has fled1 from h-s family to go on the stage, and who needs but the tragic dagger to make a fortune, and that of his impresario." Blessed Virgin exclaimed the delighted Benevolo, what luck. Where is your tragedian? Fetch him forthwith, or some- body eise will march off with him. Make haste." Benevo'o'a extort "on? were superfluous. His patroness had already returned, holding by the hand a fat boy. "Here," she said, with triumphant looks, here is your man." What a mere child, said the manager, with a jBrroan would vou have that lubber represent Roman Encperoia and the Tribunes of the Republic?" "I tell you," returned the landlady, ''that tliis lad wiii make his way — look at him closer sae whai gestures, what attitudes he has, and what expression, there is in his countenaivce." The little fellow had begun reoiting some tragic Hats of Dants, converting the flaps of his threadbare greatcoat into the most digni- fied drapery he could. Beaevolo's face brightened tip, "Bravo, bravo, bravissimo," exclaimed he. "you do admirab'y in Othello. You will rcake a superb Moor when well blacked. Your hand, my boy, I will take you. I will pay your travelling expenses, and moreover, in the meantime, here are 20 gold ducats in the way of pocket money. Does that suit you?" "Vastly, replied the boy. What is your name?" Luidgi." "Luidgi! What?" Laidgi, and nothing more." answered the landlady. "The boy has reasons not to tell his family name; it might restore him to his paternal roof." I And I suppose," added Benevols, with a amile, "the stray sheep had rather not go b»ck. Well, well, let him be Luidgi's tout count, and let us be off. Fetch your luggage *t once, my first tragedian, mount a mule and trot along by my side. Come quick, quick An hour after. Benevolo young Luidgi, the princess with the diamond eyes, the buffoon and whole dramatic corps started from the capital of the two Sicilies. The impressario, on arriving at Salerno, failed not to issue bills right and left, pro- claiming the intended debut of the young tragedian, Luidgi, in a most important character. He represented him to the public as a wonderful phenomenon for his great tuleut and tender years. However hazardous this preparatory manoeuvre, it entailed no disappointment. An enormous crowd filled the theirtre on the opening night. So far. so well. Already was Benevolo rubbing his hands; already Luidgi dressed up in imperial robes, trying the attitudes best suited to the masters of the world, and already did the reports from the receipt coffers fill all behind the curtain with the sweetest anticipations, when, alas an unexpected occurrence marred present and present and future prosoects. Just as the debutante stepped forward amid the exhilarating acclamations of the public, "Wbai am I to do?" I six stern-looking personages followed in double-quick time and pounced upon the youCffiuJ Emperor. They were so many Ibirri who seized Her Majesty 4* virtue of an order of Joachim Murat, King of Naples. They acted in behalf of Luidgi's family, and were instructed to bring the wanderer back to the Academy of Music, where, previous to Ms flight, he studied under the superintend- ence of the eminent Prof. Mar call o Pervino. Oh, oh that so promising a tragedian thoatd be thrawted in his vocation t" roared Benevolo in despair. "Don't cry, good friend," said Luidgi clasping his lrand, "I shall have my turn and be J tragedian, in spite of them. Tn&t'.< all very well, but in the meantime I any reujipts are done for. "Never miad that; 111 make up for it some <*y," •tkied the lad, who w«s itruggling in j th'j hands of the alguzJis. Aad the 20 ducats I have tiaasferred from Aad the 20 ducats I have tiaasferred from my pocket to yourif" I'n return them in this v>orld; if not. you ) will be ffure to be rewarded for them in the I The sbirri departed, with the tragedian manque in their safe company. "At least," said Benevolo to himself, recovering some composure, I have not lost all. Tit", boy has ieft his trunk here, and I may, perhaps, re-pay myself in this world." Luidgi had indeed forgotten hfa trunk, which was not only a large, but also a very heavy one. The impatient impresario hastened to break open its lock and seize upon its weighty contents, but, to his utter con- sternation, it proved crammed with sand and nothing else. Luidgi, duly apprised of the aniseries which attend the debutante in the dramatic line, had taken with him the said sandi trunk to give himself a rei-tpectabie appearance in the inns and hotels he might honour with his custom. The indignant manager immediately addressed him the following from Salerno You are a rogue. You have left in my hands an cbject of no value. Your conscience will reproach you ior this. But what grieves me most is that- ?ou will not be a tragedian." To this laconic note Luidgi returned as laconio an answer: You are a fool. Keep the pledge, such as it is. I will redeem it before ten years elapse with ten tines more money than I have had from you .and that by playing tragedy." Ten, twenty years passed, and Benevolo heard not from his runaway Emperor. At length lie gave up all hopes. "The boy," he said to "What is your name?'' ?--?

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