The Red Cloud chief., 1878-12-12
GORDON.

She came on toward me. her trailing
drsperies falling round her with The
soft grace she gave To al she touched
Sunshine ~as on her beautiful hair
evening sunshine. which turned tn"
wreath ~ plsits she wore into n crown
of FURNISHED gold. She came floating
on. through the flower and fruit gem.
med orsnge trees. through the crimson
and white cam.lia bloom; violets grew
beneath her feet, and she seemed Ia me
part of the glory aud the Fragrance. of
the sunset and the blossoms.
Below the terrace whcr. ! stood lay
the sea. where blue faded Ia green. aud
green la opal, melting into u deep
far stretching mystery ~ purple and
light and banks VI golden cloud. Pal
aces and domes of stately spires shon'
white against the dark back ground of
distant mountains. Suddenly III. music
Of many bells rung ou, on III" still air.
their Ginning -oftened by distance into
low. faint sweetness. They were III.
bells II the stately marble city ths,
shonc ~ fair across her cleaning bay.
The first bell notes were taken up and
echocd 10y the bells Of chapelsi IN villages
along the shore: IL converts hidden
AWAY in country dclls and valleys, I'LL
the air was full Of lingering pray,rful
sound. Through II, through the mag
ical Italian twilight came the woman
loved. She came and stood beside me
looking across the water Ia where
Genoars palaces glimmcrcd agains,
the sky, but ] do not think she saw ar
thought of them. There Was a dreamy
look In her eyes, n cold. set WEAKNESS
about her mouth, which IL only seen In
those whose thoughts have drifted far
from where they stand.
''Ar. you tired II this placer at
length venturcd Ia ask her.
Not particularly" she answered.
''you know ] never care where AIN"
The words sounded p%etulani. hut said
n b said them. they were only weary.
should have been glad II sh. mad rver
shown impa'icDce; ANYTHING rather than
the cold quiet which ever Law upon her
beauty like a pail. Al first. IN my
triumphant happiness a, having won
her promise tn be- nv wife. this GOODNESS.
bad n % chilled meas 1, sometime.
did now--io the heart .o lopgcd. 40
hungered for n word ~ love. for n ten.
der look. All her stately beauty would
oon he mine and IL seemed still A. far
from me ~ w
We leaned on the low parape, ~ the
terrace. while the music 81 the bells
died away. till only the slow beating IL
the waves broke the stiffness. I, was
mn hour of wondered peace and beauty.
yet = strange sense 81 unrest iook pos
session OF me, md Jared IN. music 81
the waves and the restful quiet Of the
twilight.
Standing there close Ia her. with Tn.
certainty tibet soon she would be- my
own forever, n vague thrill ~ fear came
pver me, a fear lest all this feyerish joy
Vt knowing che ~as mine might vanish
away and cave me n lone mortal. This
love for her had becune Ia ~ an ali.
absorbing passion; and yc, she never
for one moment allowed me Ia think
that my love VAS returned. Perhaps
II was the might 81 her beauty that
allied my senses. yet ] have seen b-auii-
full nm sinc-. and hai seen them be-
fore ] FIRST saw her IN the walls ab..ye
b old E,ru.csu gateway nj Perugia.
One morning the week before. had
strolled out from the dull hotel: and
leaving the street with It's tall bou.&s
and quaint old fountain. glowing Ia the
days first freshness. s~aunterpd ON to
the walls. snd there frst saw her BE-
too In the valley the .ilvery olive leave.
trrmhled In the sunshine; wrcAihs u
broAd-ieayed vines chung TO the gray
old trees. clothing them sith n borrow.
ed hrsuty Il youth and freshness
Hnadreds u flowers blush.d In the
light. and varied otors from herb and
blossom filled the air with q subtle lar
guor. Above. on the liehen-ooyer.d
sail. With . background Of purple
mountain. . fitting frame for her stately
lovciiness. she sat, looking ou, across
the suniit land. with the drrary Tar
away look In her great deep eyes. and
the naughty GOODNESS upon her ,AiSled
faoe- fingered about. dnasing
draughts OF beauty; ~fAncying II ~as my
artistic sen-e that got me there watch.
ing her face. I'LL she rose YEARLY, and
slowly walking dosp the strees, eatsrvd