Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-06-28

! ttstN 1A@GN0lfNGs i CNUDlH uuO no
IDEA where he was. Rushing by ruin
shaded with Iir trees, he thought he recog-
| hlzed the Chateau OF Nideck; then he
seemed to see on his left the lower Vosges.
re recognized the four SUBMITS of the
Ban de la Roche, the Champ du Ecu, the
| Cnmont and the Uneersberg. A moment
after ne was in the higher Vosges. In
less than aquarter of an hour his horse
hau traYersed these mountains. Their
vast peaks seemed pete-mele in the dark
ness, as If giants hand had shaken up
| tue mountains OF Alsace. He saw his
shadow in the Balm DIES Payens and the
''Saut des Cuves," in the white lake and
IN the black lake, but he saw it as the
swallow secs its own reflection in skim
ming the surface Of the water
but, strange and trightful as all this
was, he remembered that he had his tslis
man and was stu on the banks cf the
Rhine Suddenly thick fog euveloped
him, the trees disappeared, the noise of
tue chase was Increased, his jennet gal
l0ped with renewed fury. The fog was
so dense PecOpin could scarcely see his
horse's ears. In such moments it must
| be merit to consign ones soul to God
and ones heart to ones mistress. That
IS what the brave Cavalier did. He
| thought, perhaps, little more OF Baul-
d0ur than OF God. He seemed to hear n
voice say "IIeimberg" At this moment
the torch of an outrider lighted up the
darkness, aud Pec0pin saw kite
pierced with an arrow, but still flying.
He wanted to look at it, but the horse
made a bound; the torch disappeared;
PecOpin was in darkness. A little while
after the wind said 'Vaugsherg." Another
torch lighted up the gloom. Pecopn saw
| a Vulture, pierced by spear, but still fly
ing. He opened his eyes; light, Vulture,
spear were gone. His horse had not
stacked his course; he might have been
the blind horse Of the demon Paphos or
the deaf horse of the King Sisymordachus
The wind m0aBed again third time, and
Pecopin heard the lugubrious voice say
"Rhinestein" A third light Redeemed the
trees in the mist and a thlrd bird passed !;
1t WAS an eagle, which had an arrow in
its breast, yet ii was fl Wing. PecOpin re-
membered the chase OF the Count when
he had allowed himself to be carried of !:
he shuddered. But the gallop of his horse
was SO desperate, the trees and other OBJ
Jects flew by SO fast, the rush of every
thing was such, visions succeeded each
other in such confusion, that Pecopin
could not even keep his mind on his sad
thoughts. Ideas rushed like the wind
through his head. The sound Of the chase
was still heard, and at moments the mon
strous stag belled in The thickets. Gradu-
ally the fog lifted, the air became sud
denly warm, the form OF the trees was
changed, great white moon, surrounded
by an immense halo, lightened the
heather; but 1t was not the time of the
moon.
PecOpin leaned from his saddle and
snatched handful Ofgrass. Heexamined
it, and recognized with agony the SRthv-
tie OUtRefdtFe Of the CeVennes and the gi-
gantic tennel whose hideous leaf termf-
mates in claws. Another half hour and
the wind was warmer. PecOpin leaned
again from his horse and seized thu first
plant his fingers encountered. This time
it was the silver cytisus of Cette, the star
red anemone Of Nice and the geranium
sanguinium of the lower Pyrenees. Peco-
pin saw that he was getting away from
the Rhine with fearful rapidity. Death
was preferable. He tried to fling himself
from the saddle. He felt his feet grasped
by two iron hands. He looked down at
his stirrups; they held him; they were
alivel The cries, the neighiDg, the bark
ing ragged on; the horn OF the old huntsman
sounded far ahead; it had sinister tone.
The poor cavalier resigned himself to his
fate and shut his eyes. Once he opened
them. The furnace heat OF a tropical
night struck his cheeks, the roar of IT,
gers and jackals reached him. He was
in the forest of India. He closed his eyes;
he reopened them. In a quarter Of an
hour the hot air of the equator had been
succeeded by an icy wind. The cold was
terrible. PecOpin was crossing the melee
zes of Biarmie, which are at the North
Cape. A moment and night thickened.
He no longer saw anything, but he heard
a dreadful nOise-he was passing near the
gulf MaelstrOm, which is the Tartarus of
Z hn a md fho of tho
What was, then, this frighttul forest
which encircled the world?
All at once the jennet stopped, the
baying ceased, silence reigned. The poor
cavalier, who for more than an hour had
kept his eyes closed, opened them. He was
in front Of a dark and colossal ediice,
whose lighted windows seemed to gaze at
him. The front was as black as mask
and as living as a face.