Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-02-22


just so long as 1t suited MS; travelling by easy
stages and I'm such comfort as we could CON-
mand. At Malaga we spent weeks, reveling
In the balmy, delicious air; at Granada we
were days and days before we could tear
ourselves from the interesting. absorbing
glories Of the departed Moor. We We're in
a new world-a world which | had always
longed to see. At last-it was Just at the
end Of April, when the land was full of
roses when vegetation was breaking into
that rich luxuriance unknown in the north
ern lands-we turned our steps to the city
which had in my own mind fixed upon as
the end of our wanderings, the half Spanish.
half Moorish, but wholly beautiful city of
Seville; brilliant, romantic Seville, with its
flower-bedecked houses its groves Of orange
and olive trees, its luxuriant gardens, its
crooked, narrow streets, its Moorish walls,
its numerous towers, all of which sink into
insignificance under the shadow of the lofty
Gralda. All wanted seemed to be here.
Here was everything for the sake of seek
ing which l had professed to leave foggy
England-sun, warmth, color, brightness.
Here thought, il in any place in the world,
will the one love forget what she knows
life shall begin.
Glorious, wonderful Seville! The magic
charm of the place fell on my companions
as it fell upon me, as indeed it falls upon all
who visit it. By common consent we ar
ranged to stay our course for an indefinite
time. Perhaps by now we all thought that
we had endured enough of hotel life, and
wanted some place which might bear the
name of home; so, although such things are
not very easy TO find, l hired furnished
house. Such house!
From the narrow street.-the need of shade
makes narrow streets indispensable to Sc
ville-pass through light open-work iron
gate into q spacious white marble-lined
courtyard, or, as the Spaniards call it, patio /;
a courtyard open TO the sky, save for the
gayly-colored awning which is sometimes
spread over 1t; space fragrant to the four
corners with the perfume of orange and
other sweet-smelling blossoms, bright with
glowing Oleanders, and musical with the
murmur of fountains. Around the walls
statues, some of the fair works of art, paint
ings and mirrors. Every sitting-room in the
house opening on to this cool central fairy
land-a fairyland which, for many months
of the year, is almost the only part Of the
house used in their waking hours by the Sc
villanos. Add to this garden, not large
but exquisite, full of the rarest and choicest
blooms, and If you are not hopelessly bigoted,
and enamored of English fogs, you must
long for such home in courtly, beautiful
Sevillel
With such surroundings-almost those Of
a Sybarite-who can blame me for being
lulled into security, If not forgetfulness, and
for telling myself that my troubles were
nearly at an end? Who can wonder at the
castles built as hour after hour lounged
in the patio, with its fragrant soothing
atmosphere, and gazed at Philippa's beauti-
full face. and now and again meeting her
dark eyes, and sometimes surprising in those
thoughtful depths look which thrilled my
heart-a look which told myself was one
of love?
True, that often and often in my sleep
saw the white, dead face, with the snow
heap forming over it. True, that often and
often Philippa's wild cry, THE wages Of
sin-on, on, On!' rang through my dreams,
and awoke trembling in every limb; but
in the daytime, in the midst of the sweet
shaded repose, could almost Danish every
memory, every thought which stroveto lead
me back to grief and horror.
The days, each one sweeter than its fore
runner, passed by. Each day was passed
with Philippa. We wandered for hours
through the marvellous gardens of the Alca-
Ear; we drove under the shading trees Of
Las Delicias; we made excursions to Italica
and other places, which the guide-book tells
you every visitor to Seville should see; but
I think We found in the ordinary sights,
which were at our very door, as much pleas
ure as in any of the stock shows. We loved
to watch the people. We delighted in the
ragged-looking, black-eyed An
boy-rascals who played and romped
at every street corner. We noticed the ex-
quisitely graceful figures of the Seyillanas;
|, moreover, noted that the most graceful
figures could not be compared to Philippa's
own. We strolled up the awning-roofed
Calle de las Sierpes, and laughed at the curl
Gus windowless little shops. Everything
was so strange, so bright, SO teeming with
old-world tradition, SO full of intense inter-
est that no wonder l could for the time
send painful memories to the background.
And Philippa? Although there were times
when her face grew sad with sad remem-
ofahces' although at times her eyes sought
NINE with that troubled, inqulring look; al
thoush trempled as 10 what might De the
question whlch seemed 10 see her lips
about to form; l did not, could not believe
she was entirely unhappy. The smile-a
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