The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-03-19

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yanced and greeted her cousin kindly,
though less demonstratiyely than Rose had
done.
Tears filed Ilma's large brown eyes
How good they all were to treat her SO
lovingly, as If they had known her fora
long time! Her aunt Sabine made her sit
down by her, and, holding the little hand
IN her own, asked her about her uncle,
and her life in Canada and her journey
over. After time Mrs. Sabine handed
over her niece to her cousins.
al must not usurp YOU" she remarked
smiling; "young folk like to be together
Rose, it is only just getting dark, perhaps
lima would like to 90 with you to the
weir, to meet Roland"
al should very much" said Ilma sand
Rose promised to tell me some legend
about great family under curse"
awe don't think 1t n Legend" observed
jamie; "but am afraid you will think
Cumberland people very supcrstitious."
The Sabine girls fetched their hats, and
the three yourg people went OF merrily
to the Gipsy's Weir.
"Now do tell Inc, Rose" said lima, as
soon as they reached the grounds, "about
this Dark Darrell and tile curse"
Rose was ready enough.
"You foreigners are impatient" she be.
gan, laughing, unable perhaps to resist the
pleasure Of tantalizing.
"ForeignerW
Why, yes! Aren't you half Cornish to
start with, and haven't you been brought
up all your life abroad And you don't
speak like an English girl either"
"Don't II"
al dare say you think We don't. Ro-
land used to be so savage with us when he
came back from Cambridge. He'll like
your way Of talking, l know. How did
you escape the Canadian twang?"
al hardly know. You see j have been
only five years in Canada. Now the curse,
please" pirouctte.
"All right. WE'LL" said Rose, compo-
sing face and voice to gravity becoming
the momentous history she was about to
relate, "you must know that, first of all,
that most of the property about here be-
longs to the barrels Of the Court. I'll
show you that to-morrow--you can't see it
from the weir--and they are very old
family--date back to Henry III. They
were called the Dark barrels because they
were SO very dark, and since the curse,
their fortunes have been rs dark as their
faces; not as to worldly matters, for they
are the wealthiest family in the North,
but AIN speaking Of their lives, their Hn-
ner lives you call it in Germany, don't
your"
eyes," replied Ilma," and, looking rath-
or mischieyous, she added sentimcntaly,
"1Iow very interestingly
"iou mustn't be tlippant, New World"
said Rose; 'Tor it is Nil very serious
We'll among the Darrell tenants are the
people who have the Weir Mill-you will
See 1t in few minutes. 1t stands Just by
the weir that works it. The present oc-
cupanls are Job llcSton and his daughter
Zoph. They're OF gypsy blood, and they
look 1t. The mill was granted to their
ancestors in the reign Of Elizabeth, by
the then Lord Of the Manor; Sir lngelhard
Darrell. The barrels were always wild
dare.all set and Sir lngelhard was like
the rest. Hiram Heston, u regular gypsy,
had saved Sir highlands life, and that
was how he got the grant of the mill. Hes.
ton had daughter named Zarah, who
was said by the people to practise the
black art; but that is said Of gipsies al.
ways--they say the Heston's are 'canny'
now. However," continued Rose, ~
think there was more black art In Sir In-
glehard than In Zarah lie WAS very hand.
some-all the barrels arc-and he made
love to Zarah. or course you may guess
what came Of IL. lie deserted her. Her
father discovered her disgrace, but he and
her brother did not turn her out. All
their rage was directed against Sir Ingel-
hard. Zarah however could not endure
her shame. Still she lived on mad, some
traditions say--till Sir Ingelhard camc
back from the South, where he had been
commanding troops gathered to meet the
Spanish invasion, Sir lngelhard was re-
turning in triumph at the head of his band
Of rctainers, when as they neared the
weir--it was moonlight night--Zarah
appeared suddenly before him and pro-
nounced terrible curse on him and mis-
descendants for his double sin. No OAR
rell should thcncciorth be fortunate IN his
love; Darrells love should always bring
dire anguish and death. both to its object
and the Darrell. Zarah's curse was en-
bodied in these lines which arc in modern-
ized language but will show them to you
cut into the Mill wall:
"'Foulcst stain on knighthood's face,
Deadly blight on noblcst race,
Shame on him who brought to shame
Her who bore q charmed name,
Shame on base ingnttude,
Shame on churl with knghtly bloodi
This tho curse call from Icay'n,
by the power to Zarah giv'n:
Ever Darrel's love shall prove,
Woe and death to BOTH
Then, turning to the riyer--whch, you
must know, lima, rises every year, either
in the autumn or winter--Xarah added
"List, crlver. rapid flowing,
To this curse my hate bcstowing;
Let tho voice of Gipsy's Weir
Scream that curse In Darrcll's cor,
Till tho waters, rising, rising.
Bring tho bounden sacri1cing--
Life for life for traitors deed;
When the foods are out, take hecdi'
These last two lines were addressed to Sir
lngclhard---that Is, Of course, TO the House
OF Darrell; and, having uttered them,
Zarah, before any one could prevent her,
plunged headong into the weir, and dis
appeared"
"But," exclaimed lima, interrupting
narrative which she had followed with
keen interest, If with some inward amusc-
mcnt, 'what can the four lines about Clip
sy's Weir meanf"