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The Top 15 Luxury Hotel Locations in 2012: #1 Paris
In the final days of 2012, Five Star Alliance is counting down the Top 15 Luxury Hotels and Resort Destinations Worldwide, as decided by you, our luxury travelers! Be sure to check in with us daily to keep up with our countdown and explore a few of the absolute best and most luxurious hotels in the world for your future travels!
As of this writing, Five Star Alliance has 72 luxury hotels and resorts in Paris, France. Paris is the city of lights, and arguably the most romantic city in the world.
What makes our guests love Paris?
-Art! Millions of visitors flock to the Musee de Louvre to see the famed Mona Lisa and other priceless works. Fans of modern art will love Centre Pompidou.
-Romance! A stroll on the Seine, taking in the view from the Eiffel Tower, or wandering the Left Bank are legendary romantic activities.
-Shopping! Paris is renowned for its fashion scene.
-Food! World class cuisine abounds, from the priciest and tasties bistros to delicious breads and pastries sold on every street corner.
-History. Visit Versaille, Montmartre, Moulin Rouge, and the famed Pere Lachaise cemetary.
Where to stay?
-April in Paris is a truly magical time. As of this writing, nightly rates are available from EUR 161 at Trianon Palace Versailles to EUR 288 at Hotel Du Louvre to EUR 470 W Hotel Paris Opera (pictured above).
-Fall is also lovely in Paris. As of this writing, nightly rates for a mid-September stay range from EUR 290 at L'Hotel to EUR 805 at Hotel Plaza Athenee to EUR 1150 at Four Seasons Hotel George V Paris (pictured).
Did you know?
-The area of Montparnasse is Paris got its name from Greek mythology's Mount Parnassas. Parnassus is where the muses lived and it was associated with poetry, music, and learning. Literature students who recited their poetry in the streets adopted the name "Le Mont Parnasse," and it stuck.
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FORT LAUDERDALE, FL (WWLP) – The shooting at Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood Airport in Florida made an impact on people across the nation including some of western Massachusetts' own.
The Westfield State University Swim Team– which consists of 18 female athletes- were traveling to Florida for annual training and a visit to the Swimming Hall of Fame.
Six team members arrived at Fort Lauderdale-Hollywood Airport that fateful Friday, when police say 26-year-old Esteban Santiago shot and killed five people and wounded six others.
Kristen O'Leary, the Swim Team Captain, and a Senior at WSU, spoke over the phone about her experience. "All of a sudden after we grabbed our baggage there was a lot of chaos, people running, screaming you know run, hide he has a gun… So all of a sudden we didn't really know what to do, we ended up running into a bathroom stall and hiding there until the swat team came in and ended up evacuating us from there."
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I Return the Portrait I Had Stolen in Vienna I Proceed to Padua; An Adventure on My Way Back, and Its Consequences — I Meet Therese Imer Again — My Acquaintance With Mademoiselle C. C.
I found myself again in my native country with that feeling of delight which is experienced by all true-hearted men, when they see again the place in which they have received the first lasting impressions. I had acquired some experience; I knew the laws of honour and politeness; in one word, I felt myself superior to most of my equals, and I longed to resume my old habits and pursuits; but I intended to adopt a more regular and more reserved line of conduct.
I saw with great pleasure, as I entered my study, the perfect 'statu quo' which had been preserved there. My papers, covered with a thick layer of dust, testified well enough that no strange hand had ever meddled with them.
Two days after my arrival, as I was getting ready to accompany the Bucentoro, on which the Doge was going, as usual, to wed the Adriatic, the widow of so many husbands, and yet as young as on the first day of her creation, a gondolier brought me a letter. It was from M. Giovanni Grimani, a young nobleman, who, well aware that he had no right to command me, begged me in the most polite manner to call at his house to receive a letter which had been entrusted to him for delivery in my own hands. I went to him immediately, and after the usual compliments he handed me a letter with a flying seal, which he had received the day before.
Here are the contents:
"Sir, having made a useless search for my portrait after you left, and not being in the habit of receiving thieves in my apartment, I feel satisfied that it must be in your possession. I request you to deliver it to the person who will hand you this letter.
Happening to have the portrait with me, I took it out of my pocket, and gave it at once to M. Grimani, who received it with a mixture of satisfaction and surprise for he had evidently thought that the commission entrusted to him would be more difficult to fulfil, and he remarked,
"Love has most likely made a thief of you but I congratulate you, for your passion cannot be a very ardent one."
"How can you judge of that?"
"From the readiness with which you give up this portrait."
"I would not have given it up so easily to anybody else."
"I thank you; and as a compensation I beg you to accept my friendship."
"I place it in my estimation infinitely above the portrait, and even above the original. May I ask you to forward my answer?"
"I promise you to send it. Here is some paper, write your letter; you need not seal it."
I wrote the following words:
"In getting rid of the portrait, Casanova experiences a satisfaction by far superior to that which he felt when, owing to a stupid fancy, he was foolish enough to put it in his pocket."
Bad weather having compelled the authorities to postpone the wonderful wedding until the following Sunday, I accompanied M. de Bragadin, who was going to Padua. The amiable old man ran away from, the noisy pleasures which no longer suited his age, and he was going to spend in peace the few days which the public rejoicings would have rendered unpleasant for him in Venice. On the following Saturday, after dinner, I bade him farewell, and got into the post-chaise to return to Venice. If I had left Padua two minutes sooner or later, the whole course of my life would have been altered, and my destiny, if destiny is truly shaped by fatal combinations, would have been very different. But the reader can judge for himself.
Having, therefore, left Padua at the very instant marked by fatality, I met at Oriago a cabriolet, drawn at full speed by two post-horses, containing a very pretty woman and a man wearing a German uniform. Within a few yards from me the vehicle was suddenly upset on the side of the river, and the woman, falling over the officer, was in great danger of rolling into the Brenta. I jumped out of my chaise without even stopping my postillion, and rushing to the assistance of the lady I remedied with a chaste hand the disorder caused to her toilet by her fall.
Her companion, who had picked himself up without any injury, hastened towards us, and there was the lovely creature sitting on the ground thoroughly amazed, and less confused from her fall than from the indiscretion of her petticoats, which had exposed in all their nakedness certain parts which an honest woman never shews to a stranger. In the warmth of her thanks, which lasted until her postillion and mine had righted the cabriolet, she often called me her saviour, her guardian angel.
The vehicle being all right, the lady continued her journey towards Padua, and I resumed mine towards Venice, which I reached just in time to dress for the opera.
The next day I masked myself early to accompany the Bucentoro, which, favoured by fine weather, was to be taken to the Lido for the great and ridiculous ceremony. The whole affair is under the responsibility of the admiral of the arsenal, who answers for the weather remaining fine, under penalty of his head, for the slightest contrary wind might capsize the ship and drown the Doge, with all the most serene noblemen, the ambassadors, and the Pope's nuncio, who is the sponsor of that burlesque wedding which the Venetians respect even to superstition. To crown the misfortune of such an accident it would make the whole of Europe laugh, and people would not fail to say that the Doge of Venice had gone at last to consumate his marriage.
I had removed my mask, and was drinking some coffee under the 'procuraties' of St. Mark's Square, when a fine-looking female mask struck me gallantly on the shoulder with her fan. As I did not know who she was I did not take much notice of it, and after I had finished my coffee I put on my mask and walked towards the Spiaggia del Sepulcro, where M. de Bragadin's gondola was waiting for me. As I was getting near the Ponte del Paglia I saw the same masked woman attentively looking at some wonderful monster shewn for a few pence. I went up to her; and asked her why she had struck me with her fan.
"To punish you for not knowing me again after having saved my life." I guessed that she was the person I had rescued the day before on the banks of the Brenta, and after paying her some compliments I enquired whether she intended to follow the Bucentoro.
"I should like it," she said, "if I had a safe gondola."
I offered her mine, which was one of the largest, and, after consulting a masked person who accompanied her, she accepted. Before stepping in I invited them to take off their masks, but they told me that they wished to remain unknown. I then begged them to tell me if they belonged to the suite of some ambassador, because in that case I should be compelled, much to my regret, to withdraw my invitation; but they assured me that they were both Venetians. The gondola belonging to a patrician, I might have committed myself with the State Inquisitors-a thing which I wished particularly to avoid. We were following the Bucentoro, and seated near the lady I allowed myself a few slight liberties, but she foiled my intentions by changing her seat. After the ceremony we returned to Venice, and the officer who accompanied the lady told me that I would oblige them by dining in their company at "The Savage." I accepted, for I felt somewhat curious about the woman. What I had seen of her at the time of her fall warranted my curiosity. The officer left me alone with her, and went before us to order dinner.
As soon as I was alone with her, emboldened by the mask, I told her that I was in love with her, that I had a box at the opera, which I placed entirely at her disposal, and that, if she would only give me the hope that I was not wasting my time and my attentions, I would remain her humble servant during the carnival.
"If you mean to be cruel," I added, "pray say so candidly."
"I must ask you to tell me what sort of a woman you take me for?"
"For a very charming one, whether a princess or a maid of low degree. Therefore, I hope that you will give me, this very day, some marks of your kindness, or I must part with you immediately after dinner."
"You will do as you please; but I trust that after dinner you will have changed your opinion and your language, for your way of speaking is not pleasant. It seems to me that, before venturing upon such an explanation, it is necessary to know one another. Do you not think so?"
"Yes, I do; but I am afraid of being deceived."
"How very strange! And that fear makes you begin by what ought to be the end?"
"I only beg to-day for one encouraging word. Give it to me and I will at once be modest, obedient and discreet."
"Pray calm yourself."
We found the officer waiting for us before the door of "The Savage," and went upstairs. The moment we were in the room, she took off her mask, and I thought her more beautiful than the day before. I wanted only to ascertain, for the sake of form and etiquette, whether the officer was her husband, her lover, a relative or a protector, because, used as I was to gallant adventures, I wished to know the nature of the one in which I was embarking.
We sat down to dinner, and the manners of the gentleman and of the lady made it necessary for me to be careful. It was to him that I offered my box, and it was accepted; but as I had none, I went out after dinner under pretence of some engagement, in order to get one at the opera-buffa, where Petrici and Lasqui were then the shining stars. After the opera I gave them a good supper at an inn, and I took them to their house in my gondola. Thanks to the darkness of the night, I obtained from the pretty woman all the favours which can be granted by the side of a third person who has to be treated with caution. As we parted company, the officer said,
"You shall hear from me to-morrow."
"Where, and how?"
"Never mind that."
The next morning the servant announced an officer; it was my man. After we had exchanged the usual compliments, after I had thanked him for the honour he had done me the day before, I asked him to tell me his name. He answered me in the following manner, speaking with great fluency, but without looking at me:
"My name is P—— C——. My father is rich, and enjoys great consideration at the exchange; but we are not on friendly terms at present. I reside in St. Mark's Square. The lady you saw with me was a Mdlle. O——; she is the wife of the broker C— — and her sister married the patrician P—— M——. But Madame C—— is at variance with her husband on my account, as she is the cause of my quarrel with my father.
"I wear this uniform in virtue of a captaincy in the Austrian service, but I have never served in reality. I have the contract for the supply of oxen to the City of Venice, and I get the cattle from Styria and Hungary. This contract gives me a net profit of ten thousand florins a year; but an unforeseen embarrassment, which I must remedy; a fraudulent bankruptcy, and some extraordinary expenditure, place me for the present in monetary difficulties. Four years ago I heard a great deal about you, and wished very much to make your acquaintance; I firmly believe that it was through the interference of Heaven that we became acquainted the day before yesterday. I have no hesitation in claiming from you an important service which will unite us by the ties of the warmest friendship. Come to my assistance without running any risk yourself; back these three bills of exchange. You need not be afraid of having to pay them, for I will leave in your hands these three other bills which fall due before the first. Besides, I will give you a mortgage upon the proceeds of my contract during the whole year, so that, should I fail to take up these bills, you could seize my cattle in Trieste, which is the only road through which they can come."
Astonished at his speech and at his proposal, which seemed to me a lure and made me fear a world of trouble which I always abhorred, struck by the strange idea of that man who, thinking that I would easily fall into the snare, gave me the preference over so many other persons whom he certainly knew better than me, I did not hesitate to tell him that I would never accept his offer. He then had recourse to all his eloquence to persuade me, but I embarrassed him greatly by telling him how surprised I was at his giving me the preference over all his other acquaintances, when I had had the honour to know him only for two days.
"Sir" he said, with barefaced impudence, "having recognised in you a man of great intelligence, I felt certain that you would at once see the advantages of my offer, and that you would not raise any objection."
"You must see your mistake by this time, and most likely you will take me for a fool now you see that I should believe myself a dupe if I accepted."
He left me with an apology for having troubled me, and saying that he hoped to see me in the evening at St. Mark's Square, where he would be with Madame C— — he gave me his address, telling me that he had retained possession of his apartment unknown to his father. This was as much as to say that he expected me to return his visit, but if I had been prudent I should not have done so.
Disgusted at the manner in which that man had attempted to get hold of me, I no longer felt any inclination to try my fortune with his mistress, for it seemed evident that they were conspiring together to make a dupe of me, and as I had no wish to afford them that gratification I avoided them in the evening. It would have been wise to keep to that line of conduct; but the next day, obeying my evil genius, and thinking that a polite call could not have any consequences, I called upon him.
A servant having taken me to his room, he gave me the most friendly welcome, and reproached me in a friendly manner for not having shewn myself the evening before. After that, he spoke again of his affairs, and made me look at a heap of papers and documents; I found it very wearisome.
"If you make up your mind to sign the three bills of exchange," he said, "I will take you as a partner in my contract."
By this extraordinary mark of friendship, he was offering me — at least he said so — an income of five thousand florins a year; but my only answer was to beg that the matter should never be mentioned again. I was going to take leave of him, when he said that he wished to introduce me to his mother and sister.
He left the room, and came back with them. The mother was a respectable, simple-looking woman, but the daughter was a perfect beauty; she literally dazzled me. After a few minutes, the over- trustful mother begged leave to retire, and her daughter remained. In less than half an hour I was captivated; her perfection delighted me; her lively wit, her artless reasoning, her candour, her ingenuousness, her natural and noble feelings, her cheerful and innocent quickness, that harmony which arises from beauty, wit, and innocence, and which had always the most powerful influence over me — everything in fact conspired to make me the slave of the most perfect woman that the wildest dreams could imagine.
Mdlle. C—— C—— never went out without her mother who, although very pious, was full of kind indulgence. She read no books but her father's — a serious man who had no novels in his library, and she was longing to read some tales of romance. She had likewise a great wish to know Venice, and as no one visited the family she had never been told that she was truly a prodigy of beauty. Her brother was writing while I conversed with her, or rather answered all the questions which she addressed to me, and which I could only satisfy by developing the ideas that she already had, and that she was herself amazed to find in her own mind, for her soul had until then been unconscious of its own powers. Yet I did not tell her that she was lovely and that she interested me in the highest degree, because I had so often said the same to other women, and without truth, that I was afraid of raising her suspicions.
I left the house with a sensation of dreamy sadness; feeling deeply moved by the rare qualities I had discovered in that charming girl, I promised myself not to see her again, for I hardly thought myself the man to sacrifice my liberty entirely and to ask her in marriage, although I certainly believed her endowed with all the qualities necessary to minister to my happiness.
I had not seen Madame Manzoni since my return to Venice, and I went to pay her a visit. I found the worthy woman the same as she had always been towards me, and she gave me the most affectionate welcome. She told me that Therese Imer, that pretty girl who had caused M. de Malipiero to strike me thirteen years before, had just returned from Bayreuth, where the margrave had made her fortune. As she lived in the house opposite, Madame Manzoni, who wanted to enjoy her surprise, sent her word to come over. She came almost immediately, holding by the hand a little boy of eight years — a lovely child — and the only one she had given to her husband, who was a dancer in Bayreuth. Our surprise at seeing one another again was equal to the pleasure we experienced in recollecting what had occurred in our young days; it is true that we had but trifles to recollect. I congratulated her upon her good fortune, and judging of my position from external appearances, she thought it right to congratulate me, but her fortune would have been established on a firmer basis than mine if she had followed a prudent line of conduct. She unfortunately indulged in numerous caprices with which my readers will become acquainted. She was an excellent musician, but her fortune was not altogether owing to her talent; her charms had done more for her than anything else. She told me her adventures, very likely with some restrictions, and we parted after a conversation of two hours. She invited me to breakfast for the following day. She told me that the margrave had her narrowly watched, but being an old acquaintance I was not likely to give rise to any suspicion; that is the aphorism of all women addicted to gallantry. She added that I could, if I liked, see her that same evening in her box, and that M. Papafava, who was her god-father, would be glad to see me. I called at her house early the next morning, and I found her in bed with her son, who, thanks to the principles in which he had been educated, got up and left the room as soon as he saw me seated near his mother's bed. I spent three hours with her, and I recollect that the last was delightful; the reader will know the consequence of that pleasant hour later. I saw her a second time during the fortnight she passed in Venice, and when she left I promised to pay her a visit in Bayreuth, but I never kept my promise.
I had at that time to attend to the affairs of my posthumous brother, who had, as he said, a call from Heaven to the priesthood, but he wanted a patrimony. Although he was ignorant and devoid of any merit save a handsome face, he thought that an ecclesiastical career would insure his happiness, and he depended a great deal upon his preaching, for which, according to the opinion of the women with whom he was acquainted, he had a decided talent. I took everything into my hands, and I succeeded in obtaining for him a patrimony from M. Grimani, who still owed us the value of the furniture in my father's house, of which he had never rendered any account. He transferred to him a life-interest in a house in Venice, and two years afterwards my brother was ordained. But the patrimony was only fictitious, the house being already mortgaged; the Abbe Grimani was, however, a kind Jesuit, and those sainted servants of God think that all is well that ends well and profitably to themselves. I shall speak again of my unhappy brother whose destiny became involved with mine.
Two days had passed since I had paid my visit to P—— C— — when I met him in the street. He told me that his sister was constantly speaking of me, that she quoted a great many things which I had told her, and that his mother was much pleased at her daughter having made my acquaintance. "She would be a good match for you," he added, "for she will have a dowry of ten thousand ducats. If you will call on me to-morrow, we will take coffee with my mother and sister."
I had promised myself never again to enter his house, but I broke my word. It is easy enough for a man to forget his promises under such circumstances.
I spent three hours in conversation with the charming girl and when I left her I was deeply in love. As I went away, I told her that I envied the destiny of the man who would have her for his wife, and my compliment, the first she had ever received, made her blush.
After I had left her I began to examine the nature of my feelings towards her, and they frightened me, for I could neither behave towards Mdlle. C—— C—— as an honest man nor as a libertine. I could not hope to obtain her hand, and I almost fancied I would stab anyone who advised me to seduce her. I felt that I wanted some diversion: I went to the gaming-table. Playing is sometimes an excellent lenitive to calm the mind, and to smother the ardent fire of love. I played with wonderful luck, and I was going home with plenty of gold, when in a solitary narrow street I met a man bent down less by age than by the heavy weight of misery. As I came near him I recognized Count Bonafede, the sight of whom moved me with pity. He recognized me likewise. We talked for some time, and at last he told me the state of abject poverty to which he was reduced, and the great difficulty he had to keep his numerous family. "I do not blush," he added, "in begging from you one sequin which will keep us alive for five or six days." I immediately gave him ten, trying to prevent him from lowering himself in his anxiety to express his gratitude, but I could not prevent him from shedding tears. As we parted, he told me that what made him most miserable was to see the position of his daughter, who had become a great beauty, and would rather die than make a sacrifice of her virtue. "I can neither support her in those feelings," he said, with a sigh, "nor reward her for them."
Thinking that I understood the wishes with which misery had inspired him, I took his address, and promised to pay him a visit. I was curious to see what had become of a virtue of which I did not entertain a very high opinion. I called the next day. I found a house almost bare of furniture, and the daughter alone — a circumstance which did not astonish me. The young countess had seen me arrive, and received me on the stairs in the most amiable manner. She was pretty well dressed, and I thought her handsome, agreeable, and lively, as she had been when I made her acquaintance in Fort St. Andre. Her father having announced my visit, she was in high spirits, and she kissed me with as much tenderness as if I had been a beloved lover. She took me to her own room, and after she had informed me that her mother was ill in bed and unable to see me, she gave way again to the transport of joy which, as she said, she felt in seeing me again. The ardour of our mutual kisses, given at first under the auspices of friendship, was not long in exciting our senses to such an extent that in less than a quarter of an hour I had nothing more to desire. When it was all over, it became us both, of course, to be, or at least to appear to be, surprised at what had taken place, and I could not honestly hesitate to assure the poor countess that it was only the first token of a constant and true love. She believed it, or she feigned to believe it, and perhaps I myself fancied it was true — for the moment. When we had become calm again, she told me the fearful state to which they were reduced, her brothers walking barefooted in the streets, and her father having positively no bread to give them.
"Then you have not any lover?"
"What? a lover! Where could I find a man courageous enough to be my lover in such a house as this? Am I a woman to sell myself to the first comer for the sum of thirty sous? There is not a man in Venice who would think me worth more than that, seeing me in such a place as this. Besides, I was not born for prostitution."
Such a conversation was not very cheerful; she was weeping, and the spectacle of her sadness, joined to the picture of misery which surrounded me, was not at all the thing to excite love. I left her with a promise to call again, and I put twelve sequins in her hand. She was surprised at the amount; she had never known herself so rich before. I have always regretted I did not give her twice as much.
The next day P—— C—— called on me, and said cheerfully that his mother had given permission to her daughter to go to the opera with him, that the young girl was delighted because she had never been there before, and that, if I liked, I could wait for them at some place where they would meet me.
"But does your sister know that you intend me to join you?"
"She considers it a great pleasure."
"Does your mother know it?"
"No; but when she knows it she will not be angry, for she has a great esteem for you."
"In that case I will try to find a private box."
"Very well; wait for us at such a place."
The scoundrel did not speak of his letters of exchange again, and as he saw that I was no longer paying my attentions to his mistress, and that I was in love with his sister, he had formed the fine project of selling her to me. I pitied the mother and the daughter who had confidence in such a man; but I had not the courage to resist the temptation. I even went so far as to persuade myself that as I loved her it was my duty to accept the offer, in order to save her from other snares; for if I had declined her brother might have found some other man less scrupulous, and I could not bear the idea. I thought that in my company her innocence ran no risk.
I took a box at the St. Samuel Opera, and I was waiting for them at the appointed place long before the time. They came at last, and the sight of my young friend delighted me. She was elegantly masked, and her brother wore his uniform. In order not to expose the lovely girl to being recognized on account of her brother, I made them get into my gondola. He insisted upon being landed near the house of his mistress, who was ill, he said, and he added that he would soon join us in our box. I was astonished that C—— C—— did not shew any surprise or repugnance at remaining alone with me in the gondola; but I did not think the conduct of her brother extraordinary, for it was evident that it was all arranged beforehand in his mind.
I told C—— C—— that we would remain in the gondola until the opening of the theatre, and that as the heat was intense she would do well to take off her mask, which she did at once. The law I had laid upon myself to respect her, the noble confidence which was beaming on her countenance and in her looks, her innocent joy — everything increased the ardour of my love.
Not knowing what to say to her, for I could speak to her of nothing but love — and it was a delicate subject — I kept looking at her charming face, not daring to let my eyes rest upon two budding globes shaped by the Graces, for fear of giving the alarm to her modesty. "Speak to me," she said at last; "you only look at me without uttering a single word. You have sacrificed yourself for me, because my brother would have taken you with him to his lady-love, who, to judge from what he says, must be as beautiful as an angel."
"I have seen that lady."
"I suppose she is very witty."
"She may be so; but I have no opportunity of knowing, for I have never visited her, and I do not intend ever to call upon her. Do not therefore imagine, beautiful C—— C— — that I have made the slightest sacrifice for your sake."
"I was afraid you had, because as you did not speak I thought you were sad."
"If I do not speak to you it is because I am too deeply moved by your angelic confidence in me."
"I am very glad it is so; but how could I not trust you? I feel much more free, much more confident with you than with my brother himself. My mother says it is impossible to be mistaken, and that you are certainly an honest man. Besides, you are not married; that is the first thing I asked my brother. Do you recollect telling me that you envied the fate of the man who would have me for his wife? Well, at that very moment I was thinking that your wife would be the happiest woman in Venice."
These words, uttered with the most candid artlessness, and with that tone of sincerity which comes from the heart, had upon me an effect which it would be difficult to describe; I suffered because I could not imprint the most loving kiss upon the sweet lips which had just pronounced them, but at the same time it caused me the most delicious felicity to see that such an angel loved me.
"With such conformity of feelings," I said, "we would, lovely C— — be perfectly happy, if we could be united for ever. But I am old enough to be your father."
"You my father? You are joking! Do you know that I am fourteen?"
"Do you know that I am twenty-eight?"
"Well, where can you see a man of your age having a daughter of mine? If my father were like you, he would certainly never frighten me; I could not keep anything from him."
The hour to go to the theatre had come; we landed, and the performance engrossed all her attention. Her brother joined us only when it was nearly over; it had certainly been a part of his calculation. I took them to an inn for supper, and the pleasure I experienced in seeing the charming girl eat with a good appetite made me forget that I had had no dinner. I hardly spoke during the supper, for love made me sick, and I was in a state of excitement which could not last long. In order to excuse my silence, I feigned to be suffering from the toothache.
After supper, P—— C—— told his sister that I was in love with her, and that I should certainly feel better if she would allow me to kiss her. The only answer of the innocent girl was to offer me her laughing lips, which seemed to call for kisses. I was burning; but my respect for that innocent and naive young creature was such that I only kissed her cheek, and even that in a manner very cold in appearance.
"What a kiss!" exclaimed P—— C——. "Come, come, a good lover's kiss!"
I did not move; the impudent fellow annoyed me; but his sister, turning her head aside sadly, said,
"Do not press him; I am not so happy as to please him."
That remark gave the alarm to my love; I could no longer master my feelings.
"What!" I exclaimed warmly, "what! beautiful C— — you do not condescend to ascribe my reserve to the feeling which you have inspired me with? You suppose that you do not please me? If a kiss is all that is needed to prove the contrary to you, oh! receive it now with all the sentiment that is burning in my heart!"
Then folding her in my arms, and pressing her lovingly against my breast, I imprinted on her mouth the long and ardent kiss which I had so much wished to give her; but the nature of that kiss made the timid dove feel that she had fallen into the vulture's claws. She escaped from my arms, amazed at having discovered my love in such a manner. Her brother expressed his approval, while she replaced her mask over her face, in order to conceal her confusion. I asked her whether she had any longer any doubts as to my love.
"You have convinced me," she answered, "but, because you have undeceived me, you must not punish me."
I thought that this was a very delicate answer, dictated by true sentiment; but her brother was not pleased with it, and said it was foolish.
We put on our masks, left the inn, and after I had escorted them to their house I went home deeply in love, happy in my inmost soul, yet very sad.
The reader will learn in the following chapters the progress of my love and the adventures in which I found myself engaged.
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- 49 years old
- Date of birth: Oct 8, 1961
- Date of passing: Dec 3, 2010
- Place of passing:
Portland, Oregon, United States
|Let the memory of Anthony be with us forever
"My dear dear friend Anthony.
You are still in my heart and I think of how different my life (and the lives of others) would have been with you here with your love and kindness and the special talents you possess like beautifying the homes you have lived in. Now you are in the most beautiful home imaginable and I can't wait to be there with you: no more sadness, tears, or going out again.
Thank you for the very special times on earth we shared together-never to be forgotten and neither will you be!
Love, Kevin.x"
"Hello my dearest friend. Seems like the time-6 years, has gone by so quickly yet it seems so very long since I saw you and heard your voice.
I can recall so much about our time together but at least have my memories and many pictures to remember you by. It's still hard living without you and so I look forward to the day I embrace you again my beautiful friend and to be close and loving friends for ever next time.
You will never be forgotten only missed so very much.
"Tony, Miss you so much ! Someday we will see each other again. That will be such a wonderful day. You were such a caring,loving person. The world lost an amazing person, but God wanted his angel back. Wish we had reached Portland in time ! I guess it wasn't meant to be. Tried to be there for Kevin, but he wants nothing to do with us. I really tried,you know that. Love you to infinity and beyond my Little Bro . Until we see each other again please give all our loved ones hugs and kisses. Have to go before I start bawling."
"Dearest Anthony,
You are always loved. I think about you all the time, and you visit my dreams once in a while. I can feel that you are at peace now, which is something you wanted so much. Thinking of you on your day of birth (Oct 8th) and always.
Love Jen"
"Dearest friend Anthony. Seeing the 'forevermissed' email tribute in my email makes me happy yet sad because I see your picture again and read notes about you and the emptiness and sadness of not having you here takes over once again. It seems so long ago that you were here-oh dear.
Life will never be the same with you not here but each year brings us closer to each other and closer to coming back home. Tell your parents hello, Christine too, my brother Brian, my sister Anita, my parents and family, and your family.
We had a wonderful 11plus years, if it weren't so it wouldn't hurt as bad.
Forever missed! Love, Kevin."
I miss you so much ! I wish you were here to talk to. My life has been turned upside down. Half the kids hate me and I think the others just tolerate me. My heart broke when you died and every time I turn around someone else tries to see how much more I can take. Little brother I miss you so bad ! Can hardly wait to see you again. Love you to infinity and beyond ! Please watch over everyone !"
"Tony,you are missed so much. As you know I wrote a tribute and forgot to post it.You're probably laughing at me.You know what I wrote,so need to rewrite it.You know it still eats at me not getting there when I promised. You know why.Thank you for being such a great brother. We had some great adventures.I am glad that even though you were so sick in September, that we laughed so hard my stomach hurt over our escapades with the ice cream trike.I try to remember the great memories! Sometimes tears take over.Kevin has not really moved on.Please give him a nudge.Life is too short to not enjoy.As you know the family is pretty much falling apart,sad but true.Love you forever and a day! Until we meet again, I will always miss you."
"I can't wait to see you again my eternal friend. You are happy now with your forever loved ones but not here with your loved ones who so miss you still. I still can't believe I can't just pick up the 'phone to call you and hear your voice and your laugh. You will always be with memory dearest friend.
I tried!
My love to you and I so miss and loved the time you shared part of your life with me. xx. Kevin."
"I can see your face, hear your voice and your laughter but can't hold you. You will be with me all my life until I come there and see you again my dear friend. It's been so long and I miss you so much and you still have your room in the home here.
Love you my dearest friend.
"Tio Tony. I miss you dearly. Gone but never forgot. I find solace in knowing that you are free now. Love you always."
"Tony, It's been 4 long years since you left us.It never gets easier, we just learn to cope a little better ! You were an amazing little brother. Love you forever and a day !! It still eats away at me, that I didn't get there in time to help you, like you asked.Until we meet again.Love and miss you !!"
"My dearest friend. I still miss you so very much, am still so sorry for the pain you suffered without a word, but cherish what we accomplished together. It is still hard to believe you aren't coming back but I know you are waiting for us. Knowing you just 11 years was not long enough and I look so forward to having you as my special friend eternally.
Thank you for sharing part of your life with me and teaching me so much in the time you were here and since you are gone.
We love and miss you very much. xxx Kevin and family."
"My dearest Anthony-where are you?? My heart is always heavy when i write here because it reminds me once again that you are not here with us. WE so miss you- you know that but sometimes you feel close, just a step away but we can't yet catch up. One day we will make that step into heaven and never leave you. Kevin.xxxxxxxxxxxx"
"Little brother, I wish you a very Happy Birthday in heaven.You are still missed as much as the day you left us ! People say the pain goes away, but it doesn't ! We just learn to cope better. Love you always. Have a great day in heaven. Until we see each other again,put a special word in for Kevin and the rest of us.We need it !!"
"Thinking of you always Love Danielle"
"Hi Tony,
Hey little brother,you are missed so badly.You weren't just my kid brother,you were my friend and confidante. Someday I will see you again. So many things have happened. I wish you were here to share in . Love you forever
"Hello my Anthony. What a void you left in my life. It seems like an eternity since I saw your face and heard your voice and your laugh, and our home is much quieter now. You brought so much color and loves to those who knew you. I miss you decorating the house at Christmas, your music, your cooking, your silliness, and being loved.
You deserve all the happiness and love Heaven is giving you now, along with your family there and I look forward to spending eternity with all my loved ones including you my beautiful eternal friend.
"I love and miss you everyday until we meet again love you always,
I miss you so much little brother.You left a big hole in my heart when you left.You were my confidant,I never had to worry about you judging me.I feel you around alot! One day we will see each other again,love you forever and a day Cathy"
"Well Anthony it's been two years since I saw you & it seems like an eternity. I feel you in my thoughts & know you are close & happy & thriving. Though you are missed so very much I know you are happy & with your other loved ones..no more pain, no more tears for God shall wipe the tears from your eyes. Don't want to dwell on your suffering but your vigor & zest for life. Love always, Kevin"
"Happy Birthday Anthony. Kevin has spoken so much about you that I feel I know you so well. U were2 SPECIAL to stay. Thanks for your wonderful example of how to endure to the end without complaining. For making sure Kevin would not be left alone. Chika has been his lifeline. I cannot wait to meet you! Until then, know many are missing you with each beat of their heart. Love always, Anna xox"
I really hope you are at peace,no more pain.I love you little brother!Forever and a day.Placed flowers at your grave yesterday,for your earthly birthday.I really don't think you're there.I believe you are beside us,I can feel your presence.Give everyone a hug and kiss for me.I miss you so badly.Until we meet again.All my love. Cathy"
"Dearest Anthony. I miss you so very much love. You were so brave & strong with your pain and suffering but you still loved life, your Lord Jesus, family & friends, and me. I will never forget your smiles, your artistic flair, and that you shared part of your life with me. I will miss you until we meet again, forever then as great friends. Thankyou for what your life taught me. Love, Kevin."
"Happy Birthday Tio Tony love and miss you everyday hope u have a big celebration wherever you are :).
Love always,
"As I remembered you yesterday and all of the memories of the love you surrounded everyone with, my eyes filled with tears but then I looked up at the beautiful night sky and just knew you were always going to be around all of us and I am grateful for the chance to know someone as wonderful as you. I take comfort in knowing that I will see you again in the next life."
"I can't believe it's already been a year... sometimes I don't even realize you're gone, I think of you back in Portland and know I'll see you again someday,
We all love you so much, please watch over us as we continue our journey, now coping with the wound of your absence."
"You were a beautiful soul and you will never be forgotten, we all love you very much.
I feel great joy knowing you the serenity you must feel, the beauty you must see. The last trip we took with you will always live in my heart. God bless you Tio."
"Happy Birthday Tio Tony You are loved and missed hope you are having a big celebration in heaven."
You are missed so badly.I could always share my thoughts with you.I am glad you aren't suffering anymore.I regret the fact that I didn't make it to Portland in time to help take care of you!I really tried little brother."
"Anthony, my heart is still broken without you in my life.I look at your picture when I get up & last thing at night. You were & are a treasure to me & I will always love & miss you. Thankyou for sharing part of your life with me, you taught me so much.Until we meet again.Kevin.x"
"Tio Tony was a loving man so full of life, He had this energy and light surruonding him that was so amazing.
He truly was a beautiful soul and although he is missed everyday I know he is truly an angel.
Love you forever.
Ps. Please all of u who have viewed this page feel free to leave a tribute or share a favorite memory."
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