The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-02-17

| w III you sned tear Tor me, only one
if 1 die for you, said Edgar, ''and if Z
avenge you and kill him
"No, Edgar, you must not sacrifice
yourself, not you"
''Must that villain be left unpunishedl'
Certainly not, she replied TRANQUILITY
and firmly.
''Then let NE kill him." said Edgar,
with trembling lips.
"No," said HERNIA, sleave him TO me. .
The next day Prince Maniasko was
sitting in the charming little boudoir of
his bride and rolling cigarette for her,
when the Princess, with mocking smile,
expressed her wish to see once the cele-
brated lion-tamer who was SO much ad-
mired by everybody.
"How can such an idea come into your
head2" said the Prince, and the yellow
tobacco slipped from between his white
fingers.
81 have heard so many marvels about
this person that / have taken it into my
head to be present at one of her perform
ances, and that, too, this evening, and
in your company, Prince"
When HERNIA entered the cage that
evening she saw Maniasko, and at his
side ravishing creature, who fixed her
opera-glass upon her in a provoking man.
ner. She felt it, and started, but only
for single moment, and then began her
feats with the lions with her accustomed
naughty GOODNESS. When, after sue
cessful feat, she reclined on the back of
one of the big lions, while the others
walked round her in procession, the Prin-
cess cried loudly, "Bravo," and threw a
purse OF gold into the cage. A murmur
Of disapproval rose from among the spec
tators. HERNIA began to tremble, and
tears flowed from her beautiful eyes; she
lost empire over herself and the animals
that surrounded her; the big lion raised
his head, looked at her with astonishment,
and suddenly gripped her left arm. A
cry of horror sprung from hundred
mouths, but HERNIA had already recover
ed herself; look and a command, and
the lion loosened her arm; she sprung up,
seized the beast by the name, placed her
foot on him, and lashed him until he was
completely subjected and lay docile at
her feet.
Enthusiastic applause and shouts of
appreciation rewarded her courage.
"When will the wedding take place?"
she asked Of Edgar, when she had left
the cage.
"The day after tomorrow"
"Will you undertake to give him let
ter yourself, and to him in personl"
'If you command me-"
81 Leg you do so!''
HERNIA pressed Eagar's hand, but he
seized hers and covered it with kisses.
The next morning the lion tanner wrote
to the Prince. She wished to see him
only once more, and begged him to come
TO the menagerie at the usual hour, prom
ising in return to leave Bucharest on the
day of his wedding. Edgar gave the
letter to the Prince himself, who read it,
smiled, and said: 81 will come"
An hour before midnight the Prince
appeared at the little back door Of the
menagerie; it opened noiselessly as usual.
HERNIA appeared, dressed in short fur
jacket, in the pale light of the stars and
the snow. She took him by the hand
and led him cautiously along the dark
passage. As usual second door grated
on its hinges, and HERNIA, leading the
Prince into that completely dark space,
put her arms round his neck and kissed
him with savage tenderness.
Then she suddenly disappeared; the
door was shut violently, and the Princes
foot touched something living which NOV
ed. What was il? Had che not as usual
led him into her little salona
A moment afterward bright red light
appeared. HERNIA fixed torch III a ring
in front of the lions cage, and in the
midst of the prison, in the midst of the
lions, was the Prince. HERNIA stood with
her arms folded before the bars, and fixed
the Prince coldly with her large blue
eyes; diabohc smile played on her lips.
The Prince, with rapid movement,
tried to open the door, but il vain.
"In heavens name, HERNIA, what is
your intention?"
81 am celebrating my marriage with
you, and my lions are to be the wedding
guests.
care you mad!'
81 am in full possession of my senses.
You have betrayed me. have condemn.
ed you to death. Now to work, my
friendsl en- 0Ua1ltt" And she woke up
the sleeping hons and excited them with
her whip, while the Prince cried for help.
But his cries were drowned by the wintry
storms. The lions, irritated and epcour.
aged by Herma's cries, sprung upon him.
His blood was already flowing. He sup
plicated and defended himself desperate
ly, while she, her face leaning against the
cold bars, feasted her eyes on his mortal
anguish.
Some time had passed before the lions
had finished their horrible work When
the Prince lay dead on the floor OF the
den, the lions skunk away frightened, and
began to lick their bloody paws.
That very night the beautiful lion.
tanner disappeared from Bucharest, and
| has never been heard of since.
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