Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1880-12-15

eyes what is iii Tell your Leoua. Wbv
father!'' ~ 'a"' nS
ne stars never lie, my daughter, sighed
'ne astrologer, for such he was
Ah!' exclaimed the maiden. a quick
alarm in look and tone.
Even so. The stars spoke truly. II i.
Aiorecht- Albrecht, the mighty necro
mancer.'
Oh my father! my fatherl"
Aiorecht. And tonight the spi,i, NJ
eVii hath stood in invisible shape within
'nese walls. You, and you only, Leoua
can drive them forth
III cried the maiden. opening wide he,
lovely blue eyes.
"Ay, for you it is they seek 10 destroy
ou know the White Hand protects our
mousse and it will protect you-it has thi.
nisht-out yet you must be tempted and
resist My child, my child, you will be ter.
rioiy trled- Pray for help; for help you will
sorely need. The beautiful youth is the
wicked lord of Bohmerwald Castle. old ugly
and satanic; but changed in public by Al.
orecht 'spowerful spell into a being of prince.
IKE beauty and grace. Beware, my Leons,
All, see! The White Handl"
Leona looked up in a fearless but awec
silence.
As she did so, the White Hand slowly
pointed finger towards her, and sweet,
musical voice breathed sadly
Beware! beware,''
"fou hear, my child,' said the old as
trologer, with anxious eyes and voice.
''My father, rest thee in peace; / viii
obey"
The astrologer kissed her brow with /,
sigh, and then blessing her, retired.
The following morning rose cloudy ant
cold, and the unweicome guests prolonged
their stay, as the asirologer knew too vel
they would.
For while Leons was coldly courteous
but ere long the deadly facinatlons of the
old lord of Bohmerwald began to do theil
work, and Leona secretly thought
ut cannot be true. This noble youth
with his beautiful smile, his heavenly eyes
and great thoughts, must be what h'
SEEMS
And the White Hand remained hidden
though once Leona thought with strange
pang that she heard faint voice signing il
far of dying tones
.'BewIre Beware"
But the wicked lords dulcet tones were
in her ears and she forgot ii instantly.
The days passed On.
The lord whispered his final words OF pas
sion and entreaty.
.'Fly with Me, my beloved" lie wbis
pered. THY father will never consent.
Let Us HE away TO sunny land and be for
ever happy"
And Leona allowed herself to be entreateC
to be drawn to the breast of the wicked
lord, and kissed with his lips.
She consented. The night came. Th'
hour drew near.
Hooded and cloaked, she waited the las
moment.
In he last moment she remembered be-
forgotten prayers, and half fearfully sh'
lifted her ewes and hands upwards.
As the first words passed her lips, th'
White Hand trembled before her.
..Ah, help mel sighed Leona.
.'Resist or pcrish.'' said the musica
voice.
And Just then, the youth she loved en-
tered.
"Come, come; my beloved, come :" h'
cried.
Leona gazei upon him with face of an
grish. but she sighed
'.Never, Never!'
.Never..' cried the seeming youth in hsrsl
tones.
..Never." repeated Leona, with strength
ened will and firm voice.
.Ha, say you sol" shrieKed the ole
lord, bounding towards her in his rage.
.'Serve you your lover thus, faithles:
maiden -
But as he dashed towards her, his youth
ful-seeming vanished. and he stool there, th'
satanic old lord of Bohmerwald.
.sToo late, too late, my lord.' CRED Al
brecht. in terrified tones, as Leona, with
cry of horror, covered her eyes. Come, i
YOU would preserve your life one hou
longer"
And the baffied old lord with howl O
rage, fed wildly after the necromancer, ,ant
I,eona never heard of them again or rather
she heard tba. the old lord was found dest
among the rocks of the Bohmerwaid tw'
days later.