Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1874-02-13
4 VOHAN'S ETERNITY.
90. will love you Tor ever, through c'ern: ty.


1t is ten years since these words,
earnestly spoken and sealed with Il
passionate kiss, sent a thrill OF rap
1urc to nay heart. Then came Il happy
parting, which was to end in a few
weeks; and l went to my lodgings
with the words ''for ever, through
eternity" vibrating in my thoughts and
mingling with my dreams through ali
the night.
Ten years ago, this very night, since
that parting, SO full of happiness and
sweet anticipation; and tonight We
have taken another farewell; ah, SO
unlike the first! l had thought that
love and romance were dead words to
me; but this meeting and farewell
have brought them to life again only
10 die anew; aid, sitting here alone
III my old bachelors quarters, 1 feel
impeiIed to write out the two CHAPTERS
OF Il love story which had SO stran se 4
beginning and ending.
Zen years ago, was present at my
cousin Rosa's wedding. She was the
daughter Of a wealthy Hungarian
count, whose magnificent chateau was
crow ded on that occasion with aristo-
cratic guests from near and far. 1t was
an Old romantic structure OF immense
size, and surrounded by Il lovely park.
Gay lanterns hung III the trees, and
tiamtcaux sent wavcring illumino-
ton along the winding roads and path
ways. One could imagine himself
gazing upon scene Of fairy lard. Dis
tant music from various parts OF the
grounds leit al additional charm,
while within the grand salons hun
dr,,;S Of merry feet kept time to merry
notes. Late in the evening, my happy
cousin came running up to me exclaim-
ing, "give me your arm friedrich, and
I will introduce you to young lady
with whom you would wish to dance
all the rest OF your life!"
My cousin Rosa was beautiful; but
the lady to whom she led me was the
most beautiful and bcwitclling creature
l had ever bchcll. Even after ten
years, think so still. She was not
more than seventeen, slight in stature
and graceful as a fairy queen. Her
golden hair. in which natural flowers
were dainty interviewer, fell in long
ringlcts on her plump, white shoulders.
Elegant bracelets of gold and precious
stones glittefed Oh her round white
arms, and Il rich pearl necklace was
clasped about her throat. think |
must have drank too much wine that
evening; for my brain seemed on fire; !;
and when led the beautiful girl out
to dance, she had to reprove me, in a
laughing way, for my awkwardness.
"HOw awkward and confused YOU
are! Don't you see you have trOdden
on your cousin Rosa's dress and nearly
torn it Off"
The sight of the torn skirt brought
me at once to my senses, and after
stammering out some kind of apology,
which my fair cousin received with a
gracious smile, l again led my partner
in the maZes OF the waltz.
"Do you know the legend Of Achmet
and the beautiful Suleika!" l asked.
NO. do not; but why do you ask 7"
"f you did, you would possess the
key to my Observation-Disclosures and con-
fusion just now"
"Tell me the story!" she replied,
with startling abruptuess.
"a ballroom is hardly the place for
story. y.telling, but I will. crafty your
curiosity it you care to listen"
"Do so!" she answered in almost
nprpmDtOry terms
"Well, then; the Caliph of Bagdad,
once upon time, had beautiful wife,
the favorite among all the women 4
his harem. Her chief beauty was her
magnificent black hair, which fell in
luxurious clusters to her very feet.
Besides this, her form was as graceful
and sylpll-like; her face and eyes as
beautiful as your own"
"Thank you for the compliment
sit was not meant as compliment,
but only to give You an idea Of Sulei-
ka's charms"
EUyoll 1o< ma honr tho s.oc< y