Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1885-11-16

lions Of poetic temper. cramned ana
vooped np IN q narrow and uncoaganisi
existence, aud rot educated or ~.
felt ""''s - N''a'At
The IIgh,lngale's song IN June isal-
together unlike It's songs ol Abril and
May" thought this poor priest. ,,hon
nature had mgdc poet, ana to mimi,
she had giyou the yves which so ana ~,
cars which hcor "Thc verv phrasos .,r,
wholly Ciffercnt; the very accent Il MN
the same; in spring tits am IA capiinl,.
IKE the song, OF solomon, In rpiasur.
mer- what is il be IS slngines 4. bc
lamcnting the sumner or o. ID BIZ is onl,
WSchlhg his voting onts how thcy should
stag next ycarin
ana he ieil again TO listening to the
sweetest hird thar sladdcus earth. The
nightingale was patiently rcpeatipu bis
song, again and again, sometimes moro
Slowly sometimes more quickly, seeming
TO lny ucss on some phrases moro than
on Others and another voice, fainter and
icchier than his own, repeated the trilh
ana roulades after him ntfuny and often
breaking down altogether Ii was plain
I that there I'M the wild-rosc hedge he ya.
teaching his son. anyone who viii may
near these sweet lessons given under bavs
and myrtle, under arbutus and pome-
granatc, through all the month OF June
! Nightingales Ia Marca were only re-.
7 garded as creatures 90 be trained. shot
Gagged, eaten sold for Genuine like any
other small bird but about the church no
one touched them; the people knew that
/ their parocco cared to hear their sont
coming sweetly through tine pauses iu the
/ recimtlycs OF the Office. Absorbed. as he
was now in .hearkcnlng TO the music les.
son am ngst the white dog.roses. ne
started violently as shadow fell across
the threshold, and voice called 20 him.
/ Good evening, bon GeSualdo.n
lie looked up aud saw woman whom,
I he knew well; a young woman scarcely
{ indeed eighteen years old, very handsome,
with face full of warmth, aud color. aud
, lire, and tenderness, great flashing owes
which could AZ times hc rs soft asa dog'S.
and a beautiful rudy mouth with teeth
as white as dogs are also. She was by
name GcnorOsa Fe; she was the wife OF
Tasso IasSilu, the miller. In Marca,
most of the women by toll and sun were
black as berries hy the time they were
/ twenty, and looked Old almost before
they were young, with rough hair and
loose forms and wrinklcd skins, and
children dragging AT their breasts an tho
year through, Gcucrus0 was not liz,
them; she did little work; she
had the form of a goddess; she tool, ear,
Of her beauty, and she had no children
though She had married at fifteen. Sh,
was friends with Gesualdo; they had botl
come from Bocca d'Aruo, and II was d
link OF common memory and mutual at
tachmcnt. They liked to recall how the,
had each run through the tall canes an,
cactus, and waded IN the surf, and Slep
In the hot sand, and hidden themselve
for fright when the kings cames ha,
come towards them, throwing thci
huge misshapcn shadows over thu
seas Of towering reeds and rushcs
lie remembered her small child
jumping about on the sand and laughiu.
at him, youth, when he was gong L
college to Study for entrance into thu
/, church. "Gcsuallu! che Gesualdo,' sh
had cried "A line priest he will mak
iuruS all To- confess tor And She hu
screamed with rirth, her handsome It'll
face ripplng all over with gayety like th
waves of the sea With the sunshine.
, lie bad remembered her aud had bee
glad when Tasso Tassilo, the miller, ha
, gone sixty miles away for vile and Ia
! brought her from BoccO DAmO TO lis
. az the min ON the small river, which wa
: the sole water which ran through the Vt
, lage of NInrca
Tassp Tassilo, going on business one
{ TO the Sca.coast, had chauccd to see IN;
l handsome face of hers, aud had wooc
! and won her without great difficulty, iC
y her people We're poor folk, living 10y car
1 ing sand, and She herself was tired of h,
n bare legs and taco, her robust lmugc
d which made her glad to eat the fruit O
i the cactus plants, and her great bcaut
\ which nobody ever saw except the SCI
q gulls aud carriers and fishers and can,
c cutters, who were all rs poor AS she va
: herself
I Tasso Tassilo, in his own person, sli
y hated, an ugly, dry, elderly man, wiz
I his soul wrapped mp In his fOur-baes an
I his money-bags; but hc adored her, an
. let her spend as She chose on her attn
. and her ornaments; aud the millhour
i was Il pleasant place enough with II
. walls painted on the outside in tempor
! and the willows dropping over its cave
+ ana The young men and the mules lolte
y ing aoont on the land side OF it. and Ii
I peasants coming up with corn TO |
GROUND whenever lNCIc luu hteH ram
= summer, aud so water enough in the rly,
II bed to turn the mill wheels. In droual
e the stream was low and its stones dr,
5 and no work could be done by the grini
/ stones. There was then only wat,
. enough for the ducks to paddle in, "a
G the pretty teal to float in, which tho
D would always do at sunrise unless Il
: miller let rs charge Of small she
+ amongst them from the windows md,
: the roof.
/. Good evening, Don Gosualdo," sal
g the millcr's wife now, in the midst OF q
Z nightingale's song, and the orange clio
/ from the sunset.
b Gcsualdo rose with smile. He W,
S always glad TO sec her; she had som
+ thing about her for him of boyhood,
C home, of the sea, and OF the careless dal
4 before he became a scmluarist; he did NJ
, positively regret that he had entered Il
T. priesthood, but he remembered the ca
G lier life wistfully and with wonder thi
V he could ever have been that light-hearte
/. lad who had run through the cane BRAKE
+ to plunge into the rolling waters with Il
i, the wide gay sunnt world Of sea and ~