The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-09-29
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posite.
What gay, grand place this is, with
lights like suns and stars upon the cell
ing, so far up, so very, very far up
Why, the church at home is not nearly
so high as this room. But why Is 1t
lighted YETI The June sunshine is lying
brightly now upon the sea at home, and
it must be light as day in the cottage
rooms. What thousands of faces are
gathered here-all looking one way, too,
all looking at that door which she has
been hidden to watch. Are they wait
for David, too.
Suddenly band begins to play; and
puzzled more and more-Mary turns
her eyes from the spot she is watching
so intently. David has never told her
about this music, and these lights, and
this great lofty room, and the watching
crowd. What does il mean2 And why
is Davy coming here
A prompt, tumultuous sound of clap
ping in the crowd and Mary turns her
puzzled eyes back again to the doorway
she had been hidden to watch. No one
is there, save the few idle figures which
have stood there all the time. But
now, in the cleared space in the center
of the building, man (who must have
passed through while she was gazing ut
the band, and whose face is turned from
herr is climbing a single rope suspended
from the roof.
Wonderingly, Mary watches the light
and active figure-tightly clad in white
and crimson-springing upward with
the speed and the agility of squirrel.
Why should he do this daring, foolish
thing2 Is mans life 80 valueless that
he should risk it thus TO provoke a mo-
ment's passing wonders Is death 80
trivial q thing that he should brave il
recklessly thus, to win moments ap-
plause2 All to think of this mans life
and then of Davy's!
Another minute, and the man SHE
watches springs to double rope which
hangs from the lofty ceiling, and, sitting
there ut ease, looks down upon the
crowd. Then Mary's eyes look full into
his face.
1t is q special performance at the
circus on this June night, being the
farewell of the famous gymnast Mon
sieur Sulli, who, after his brief and
brilliant career, is retiring from the
profession in which he shines without O
rival, intending to settle down-so it is
rumored, ironically and discontentedly
to Office work with an accountant, and
to live in small house out in north
suburb, with an old mother from the
country. So ridiculous, in the very
zenith of his fame.
On this farewell night he is to perform
(for the last time) his greatest feat-a
feat which no one but himself has ever
attempted. From the flying trapeze
where he now stands, swinging himself
carelessly to and fro, he will spring to q
stationary one forty feet distant and,
passing through this, will catch it by
one foot only, and hang suspended so,
one hundred feet above the arena.
A dangerous exploit, of course but
performed with wondrous nerve and
skill. Surely it will be pity if, hav-
ing made his reputation, Monsieur Sulli
shall still persist in his determination to
retire from the ring.
A grand success2 The shout of ap-
plause, which shakes the great building
from floor to ceiling, testifies to this
beyond question. Decidedly q grand
success Though in one seat among
the crowd solitary woman, who is 0
stranger there, sits, white, and still, and
dead.-BeigraUia.