Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1883-06-28
The Story Teller.
THE DEVILS REVENGE.

sharp breeze was whirling the saffron
colored leaves, shrunk, up by the early
cold; the bushes, tOrmented and brok-
en- by the wind, let their branches drag in
the mud. Still, the grand alley, thanks
to its covering of sand, was dry and passa-
BILE. Although devastated by the approach
of winter, the Imperial Garden was not
without certain melancholy charm. The
long alley prolonged far away its redden-
ing arcades; beyond, the view stretched
over the Prater and Danube; it was such a
promenade as poet would have desired.
A young man was striding up and down
this alley with visible signs of impatience ;
his costume, somewhat theatrical in its
elegance, consisted of a frock-coat of black
velvet, with gold facings and bordered with
fur, gray WOODEN pantaloons, top boots, with
tassels, coming half way up his legs. He
might have been twenty-seven or twenty
eight years of age; his pale, regular features
were full of fnesse, and irony lurked in
creases around his eyes and the corner OF
his mouth. At the university, which he
appeared to have quilted recently-for he
still wore the students cap with oak leaves
he must have plagued the philistines, and
shone in the front rank of the burschen
and the foxes.
The narrow limits within which he cir
cumscribed his walk showed that he was
waiting for some one-probably lady, for
the Imperial Garden of Vienna in the
month of November is hardly propitious to
business rendezvous. Soon young girl
appeared at the end Of the avenue. A tur-
ban of black silk covered her rich blonde
hair, whose ringlets had been slightly un-
curled by the dampness of the evening; her
complexion, ordinarily of waxen white
ness, had taken rosy tint from the bite
Of the cold. Grouped and wrapped she
was in mantle trimmed with marten
skin; little terrier accompanied her-a
convenient chaperon, on whose indulgence
and discretion you could count.
"Imagine, Heinrich" said the pretty
Viennese, taking the young mans arm, II
for more than an hour, and my aunt kept
on with her sermons on the dangers OF
waltzing, on recipes for Christmas cakes and
carp with blue sauce. / went out on the
preteXt Of buying some gray boots of which
I have no need whatever. 1t is for you,
Heinrich, that tell these little lies which
l am constantly regretting and constantly
beginning over again. Whatan idea it was
of yours to take to the stage! What was the
good Of studying theology so long at Held
elberg? My, parents liked you, and we
might have been married to-day but for
that. Instead of meeting on the sly under
the bare trees of the Imperial Garden, we
should be seated side by side before pOr.
celain stove in a nice warm room, talking
of the future of our children. Would not
that be happy lot, Heinrich 90
eyes, Katy, very happy" replied the
young man, as he pressed under the satin
and fur, the dimpled arm of the pretty vi
ennese; "but cannot help it. The theatre
attracts me invincibly; 1 dream of it by
day think of it by night; feel the desire
to live in the creation of the poets; l seem
to have twenty existences. Every role thai
siOns that express / feel. | am Hamlet
Othello, Charles Moore. When one is al
that, he can with difficulty resign himself tt
the humble condition of a village pastor"
"That is very noble. But you know tina
my parents will never have an actor for s
son-in-law."
''No, certainly, not an obscure actor; {
poor, ambulant artist, the puppet of mana
gers and the public ; but great actor, GOV
cred with glory and applause, who earns
more money than minister, they will mo-
refuse, however scrupulous they may be
When l shall come to ask your hand, in {
handsome yellow coach, the varnish O
which will be able to serve as a looking
glass for the astonished neighbOrs, and s
tall lackey covered with gold lace will le
down the steps for me, do you think they
will refuse me 2"
81 do not think they will. But who says
Heinrich, that you will ever come to that
You have talent; but talent is not sufficient
you must have much good luck besides
BY the time that you shall have become, th'
grand actor of whom you speak, the bes
time of your youth will have passed, ant
thenwill you ready to marry Kate, grown
old, when you have at your disposal tn
loves of all those princesses of the theatre
who are so joyous and so gayly decked 2"
'"That future" replied Heinrich, "is near
er than you think. have an advantageou
engagement at the theatre of the Corin
THAN Gate, and the manager is so satisfied
with the manner in which played my las
role that he has made me present of tw
thousand thalers."
eyes" replied the young girl with a sc
rious air, "that role of a demon in the piece
Iconfess to you, Heinrich, that l do not lik
to see a Christian assume the mask of tn
enemy of the human race, and pronOunc
words of blasphemy. The other day wen
to see YOU at the Corinthian Theatre, and a
every moment was afraid that a Veritabl
hell fire would issue from one of the trap
where you were swallowed up in flames {
spirits of wine. | returned home all cor
fused, and dreamed horrible Dreams"
"My good Katy, that is all imagination