Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1853-06-08
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know it too we'll, and I will save 20,
even now from the consequences of sucl
teaching"
"You forget Perez.
"I care not for him" 49, 1920
eBut my father insists that he shall b
my no husband And Perez is resolv
ed upon your destruction. His deep ha
tired is visible to me in every look anC
every word. Don Jorge, he will murder
you" r-
Fear not; know well the habits o
the gitanos. am aware that he woulc
not scruple to take my life in the frs
dark pass where he might find me but
am always on the alert, and believe thai
no single man in all the mountains o.
Spain would dare meet me face to face in
a fair encounter" said Don Jorge, con,
tracing his brows.
And he spoke truly for he was over
six feet in height. and finely proportioned
Although he had confessed that he was
not a Galore from over the water yethis
face had the true Egyptian brown. and al
times his eyes flashed with the same dark
fire that burns forever in the eyes of the
wandering sons of Roma.
"Wo be to Perez when he meets me by
night in the dreadful passes of the Sierra
Morenar' added Don Jorge. slowly.
"Now you resemble my people !' cried
Isabella.
Il do in my evil moments" he answer
ed, with smile; and then added. "but
what does la gintilla (the gypsy girl( say
to my proposals Will she fly with me to
other lands, and be happy beneath other
suns ?''
For moment Isabella buried her face
in her hands, and her bosom heaved with
emotion. The struggle between her To-
yer and her people was going on within
her. Could she or would she sever at one
blow all that she had been taught to hold
sacred from childhood i?
Don Jorge. the handsome stranger laid
his hands upon her head, and played
softly with her glossy hair.
"Love is strong" said Isabella. at
length, with an effort, ''aud the struggle
has nearly broken my heart; but it is
over will go with you across the great
panee (sea), or to the end of the world"
..It is well,'' said her lover, embracing
her tenderly. eve will cross the panee
together, and dwell where the light of
other suns is shining and Perez. the
swarthy Zincali shall find another bride" :"
"Bright be our 6agi, said Ia .gitanilla,
smiling as the beams of hepe fell once
more across her heart.
"You say the children of Egypt dwell
in that land, also,'' she added.
They do; but why do you call them
the children of Egypt %
Because my people have tradition
that we came from Egypt. great while
ago, from whence we were banished on
account of our sins: Hence arose the say
ing among US:
The steeds of the Egyptians drink the
waters of Guadina''
g And now sing the song which you
sung when first | knew you-the song
so loved by your race" said Dor Jorge,
"and when next you sing it, it shall be
many leagues from here, and you shall
be my ronsi," (wife.
In voice sweet, plaintive, and thrill
ling, Ia gitunala sung 10 her lover as fol-
lows;
:. The region of Chul wss our dear native soil,
Where in the fullness of pleasure VIC lived with
out toll; o. r---
Til despised through all lands, twas our fortune
to be,
Our steeds, Guadiana must now drink Of thee.
Once kings came from far to kneel down at our
gate
And princes rejoiced on our meanest to wait;
But now who so mean but would scorn our de-
gree;
Our steeds, Guadiana, must now drink of thee.
For the Uudebel saw from his throne in the
cloud,
That our deeds they were foolish our souls the
were proud -e
And in anger he bade us his presence to iee;
Our stecds, Guadlana, must now drink of thee.
Our horses should drink of no river but one;
1t sparkles through Chal, meath the smile of ths
sun;
But they drink of all streams. save that only,
That our steeds, Guadiana, must now drink OF
tl,ee.''
Right sweetly sung. my fair gitanilla. -
said Don Jorge. p'ayfully. when next
you sing it, our steeds may. perchance.
drink from the rivers of glorious old Eng
land. Tomorrow night. you will meet
me at this hour, at this place. swift and
gallant steeds of Andalusia shall bear us
away over mountain and over HILL"
'.lf it be thus written in the book OF
fortune, l will be here, but sometimes it
is hard TO read the 6agi. The wisest OF
my race are often deceived by the plants;
and many have died by violence, who
carried the 6aT; iacai (loadstone) }, and be-
lieYed in it.
Forget such things" said Don Jorge.
kindly. "The loadstone has no power
to protect in the hour of peril. There is
but one who can save from danger, and