The Red Cloud chief., 1878-03-28
weep. like a ,emp.a evse nv ,~n.


sS"eps IKE . 1mpea oyee my Own.
I'VE upon her smile. a Kind word falt
ing from her lips makes me happy Tor
lays, And ~hen n. turns away from
IN" with coldness and Indifference ] feel
Ike one driven about ~ Or..te- by the
furies''
you really are in love- cried Nor
" ~ will take back what ] have said.
You. the chosen 81 the gods. know all
the human heart can suffer. even I'm
happy loseV'
Almo,, angry, and with hesitation.
answered him
40 NOT can this passion oi mine an
uHpPs, oh'' ior Inc VERY p'ro"Pt'c"
VI u heshappincss' Wesrc only wretch
"a "en ~neh we 'ns" sen control 10
IN, Fo'nt io'e shaii never lead me. ~
."i'' nhe Tue hlghcst drlisht, YET .haii
never bring me to se'f~'destrhction Grief
'or ), may, : . d~es'ruct''. "hirlwlnd.
rush "Nery blossom oil my heart, butn
sn"i' never u"stroi me lhe man. the
poc'' must stanh higher Than he lover.
'pr "n'rs 'he laaer Is about Ia YIELD w
pa, 'he FORMER WIZ rise anu. Win
.ne "'nan'" OF frofne,heus, challenge
'"e gus 10 the simili'udc that
man ,an rise superior 10 sorrow. never
ocsPa,r'hg' never curslng ate u all the
rosy dreams oil youth are not realities.
out WIN "pturned gaze stride over the
Na,oe places OF NE con.oling himself
WIN 'he thought that only magnanim-
Gus souls can suffer AMI conquer mag
UNANIMOUSLY anluished grief brings
w Ht'ITt 10 IHf ItnIlnTtAl- AMI UTAflI-
ANY bears US from this vale OF sorrow
up 20 ,hs brighter heights. nearer IA
ncaNeh tne earth' with her petty con
'"s'o"' nihg IKE "A worthless tool At
our iee''
1T is heavenly Ia be- able 10 say that,
and divine ,o~perceiye it," cried Morits,
bursting into tears. The miserics of
life chain me IL the dust. aud do not
permit me I o mount to the heights
which u hero like Goethe reaches Veto
rious. II IL indeed sublime to q
ones self. and be willing 10 resign the
happiness which fees us. But ace how
weak ! am i cannot do IL. can new
or give up the one I love. II seems A.
II | could move heaven and earth to
conquer at last. and that I must die il
do not succeed die like Werthcr."
Goethe's eyes flashed with anger. and.
with heightened color, he exclaimed.
..You ali repeat the same |lit,nv. a"
make me answer for all your weak
ness. and blame poor Werther for the
creation of your " imagination. /.
VINO am the author OF Wcrthcr. Am
iree from this abominable sentimental
ny, why cannot others be, who only
read what have conceived But par
o my violence" he continued with n
mIider voice n n gentlcr manner
Never did an authcr create u work
which brought him. at the same time 80
great fame and such bitter rcproach a.
the work has brought to me. The sor-
rows of Young Werther' have indeed
been transformed into the sorrow
OF young Goethe; and ] fear that
III Ioethe Will have to suffer for it. I
have spoken to you ~ u friend To .
TREND; cherish my words, take them "
heart and arise from the dust; shake
on tue seif-strewh ashes from your
mead. Enter again ~ u brave champi-
on. the combat OF life-summon To your
aid cunning, power. prudence and au-
dacity, To conquer your love. Whether
You succeed or not. then you aim At
the greatest OF battles--that Of mind
over matter; then remember my fare