Vittoria, Complete

e pride of a father displaying some noble chil

ed; "a daughter of Italy! My

s. She was a little intimidated, and for the moment seemed shy and girli

al she had ridden. He came up to her, and presented himself in something of a military posture of attention to her commands. These were that he should take the poor brute to water, and then lead him back to Baveno, and do duty in waiting u

hter, indicating much of that mixture of acuteness, and simplicity which is a characteristic of the S

amused astonishment hung

ll you to

rity. Among other things, he spoke of an oath sworn by him to a foreign gentleman, his patron,-for whom, and for whomsoever he loved

he remonstrated, "I

ained firm where he stood. Ammiani

the signori

them,

ou obey

for me. But you are wrong in this case, my Beppo. You shall give me your protection when I requ

eyes of his y

eriously,-"signorina, that fellow is

And now go,

y, to attract the old man; "the signor A

to-day, Beppo. You will obey me. Go at once," she repe

isregarded. He showed plainly by the lost rigidity of his attitude that he was beaten and perplexed. Further expostulations being disregarded,

e victory, signorin

Beppo! it's not difficult to ge

crets, Carlo. Take heed of it, my boy. We shal

y phrase, whereat Corte y

of the summer hat, thrown back from her head. The full and steady contemplative eyes had taken their fixed expression, after a vanishing affectionate gaze of an instant cast upon Agostino. Attentive as they we

aking women to our counsel, accepting their help, and putting a great stake upon their devotion. You have read history, and you know what women can accomplish. They may be trained, equally as we are, to venerate the abstract idea of

said oth

no strong man among us despise the help of women. I have seen our cause lie desperate, and those who

ognese, the Milanese, all the principal Northern cities, were recited, with a practical emphasis thrown upon numbers, upon the readiness of the organized bands, the dispositions of the leaders, and the amount of resistance to be expected at the various points i

d the Chief; and a light, like the reflection of

est of bunglers, and may it be razed! We could do without it, and well! If it were a family failing, should not I too be trusting them? My brother was one of the fifteen who marched out as targets to try the skill of those hell-plumed Tyrolese: and they did it thoroughly-shot him straight here." Corte struck his chest. "He gave a jump and a cry. Was it a viva for Milan? They swear that it was, and they can't translate from a living mouth, much more from a dead one; but I know my Niccolo better. I have kissed his lips a thousand times, and I know the poor boy meant, 'Scorn and eternal distrust of such peddling conspirators as these!' I can deal with traitors, but these flash-in-the-pan plotters-these shaking, jelly-bodied patriots!-trust to them again? Rather draw lots for another fi

to reap them. The sowing asks for persistency; but the reaping demands skill and absolute truthfulness. We have now one of those occasions coming which are the flowers to be plucked by resolute and worthy hands: they are the tests of our sincerity. This time now rapidly approaching will try us all, and we must be ready for it. If we have believed in it, we stand prepared. If we have conceived our plan of action in purity of heart, we shall be guided to discern the means which may serve us. You will know speedily what it is that has prompted you to move. If passion blindfolds you, if you are foiled by a prejudice, I also shall know. My friend, the nursing of a single antipathy is a presumption that your motive force is pers

oose; her figure was tremulous. A murmur from Corte jarred within her like a furious discord, but he had not offended by refusing to disclaim his error, and had simply said in a gruff acquiesce

the night of the fift

abashed to find herself speakin

ikelihood of a

signore, that I

es of any serious kin

a moment on her lips. "

the w

and th

n do not co

cept that the wo

ed audibly. The

all will go well? The opera will b

one who has determined

e opera i

ostino Balderini-a disaffected person out of Piedmont, rendered tame and fangless by a rigorous imprisonment. The sources of the tale, O ye grave Signori Tedeschi? The sources are partly to be traced to a neat l

ry libretti, and provoked loud laughter from Carlo Ammian

fish. On the night of the fifteenth I land him. Camilla has a mother. Do you see? That mother is reported, is generally conceived, as dead. Do you see further? Camilla's first song treats of a dream she has had of that mother. Our signorina shall not be troubled to favour you with a taste of it, or, by Bacchus and his Indian nymphs, I should speedily behold you jumping like peas in a pan, like trout on a bank! The earth would be hot under you, verily! As I was remarking, or meant to be, Camilla and her husban

, and cast her eyes along bars of music, while Agostino called

to the Chief:-"Believe me, signore, I can

Take the Chief for the audience. Take him for a frivolous public. Ah, my Pippo!" (Agostino laughed aside to him). "Let us lead off with a lighter piece; a trifle-tra-la-la! and then let the frisky piccolo be dro

rs might have sung it; and though it spoke favourably of her aptitude and musical education, and was of a quality to enrapture easy, merely critical audiences, it won no applause from these men. The effect produ

ve contralto tones, at first with shut eyes. The sense of hostility left her, and left her soul free, and she raised them. The s

am quickly o

u will love mo

at, much weepin

hen it leaves

find me save

ss, and come to

manity dot

anity, unt

to see whether his ear had c

tic triumph. The signorina stood up. Camilla has thrown off the mask, and

talia, sha

an eternal truth seemed to radiate from her. Voice and features were as

talia shal

ldering flushed snowridges. Carlo Ammiani breathed as one who draws in fire. Grizzled Agostino glittered with suppressed emotion, like a frosted thorn-bush in the sunlight. Ugo Corte had his thick brows down, as a man who is reading iron matter. The Chief alon

d, "You sing on the ni

, sig

r first ap

nt her

epared on that nigh

sign

vent of your b

forbid me, I will

hey impri

isfied to know that I have sung

her hand in a

taly freedom. You hold the sacred fl

mpanions,-"you have heard what