The Palatka daily news. (Palatka, Fla.) 1884-1888, 1886-06-10
NINE. BARlATlNSKPS CATSEYE.
By COUNT CHAPOLSKY,

some woman, but she possessed neyerthe
less that soft and delicious attractivenes:
of our Slav women which renders them
to men irresistible. Mime. Bariatlnski
moreover, was 30 years of age, and OF
that mobile, luNuriant ana at once in.
telleetual temperament which urged he,
10 the enjoyment Of herself.
conscious of her powers, aware Of the
emotions she was capable of awakening.
she led in the absence of her husband \
life not devoid of its excitements if per.
chance at the same time she reserved
within herself certain subtle essence @,
sancity dedicated to the worship of that
which to her was life's best and sweetest
bread.
E,ch day Mime. Blriatinski wrote a
letter to her husband. Each day she re-
ceired visits from some frien Is, greet.
ing them merrily with smiles and pleas
ant conversation. Notable among the
gursts of her salon were Sergius Chrep.
to~itch and i.ldislaus Herzen.
threptowitch was an artist, Young.
ftnclful, ardent and what is called orixl.
nal that is to say. he had the aimlra.
bic gift Of doing things in way in
which the world had had time to forget
that they had been done before.
lrtz1n was musician the older
man OF the two 10y ten years. dreamy.
sd, quiet, sorrowful gentleman To
"hom went out hand in hand with ;hier
admiration of his liquid gray eyes and
his soft. gold cplored cnrs.
Nine. bariatinski received her friends
informally every day evening. rath-
~ -as have said. IN pair of small
rooms meagerly furnished. There were
spleadid large drawing rooms used ON
fete or gala occasions. but these little
apartments were we'll chosen for those
who gathered in them The floors wefe.
waNed wood, spread with fur rags. ant
the furniture was all of stating yellow
satin. There were no pictures On the
walls, no cabinets OF art, 40 br.c a-bfack;
merely myriads of tail candles, PORTER,
and curt ,ns of yellow, mirrors AMI .rpa,
Iuidy fires. a bare stupid spot wltAoa,
the people; with them complete.
1t Is folly, Nine. Biriatinski savs -
ii'r2en, who stands leaning al We the
,)pof her chair, II, trim ones room.
with a million little objects; they ar
'l,stracting and they break. would
muca rather decorate. my sa'ol w.tn
people of beauty and genius"
They do not brelk," Ierz,n say,
softly.
M" she laughs, looking upa, him
appreciatively.
"Only their hearts do sonnet M =.
that it is all His voice has sunk to n ,
whisper. !
"Iearts. h arts - echoes Fola. fond !
ling absantly the fur " the large, s,latn. |
one-etel eat who ls her ftuli'nr per
"Herz ~" she says, throw n. up her .
pretty heal aula"'ou>lv, ~ uu,y w. /
man with Il iaultles' lhro,t would rsi
dirg, "tel the, what /. the heart: =
The capacity alike for infinite joy
and for a. infinite eutfrring," Herzen re-.
pl ga. glancin1 away from the lovely
face tnit at that moment ha woIIl Ar
To take between his cold and trembling
hanls aul kiss his warm and qi,verng
lips.
And do you think par example,
Herian. that have heart Nine.
Blriatinski preserves the upward pose Of
her head. Knowing very well the
thoughts If the man who stands near
her.
oh r erie; he, with inpa,iencp, Eye,
yes
Nine. B,riatinski laughs merriy. AMI
liulAn crosses to a piano, where he
plays for some time with great tender.
ness.
And why do YOU thus laugh. mai
i,uie - cries Sergius Chrep ositch, en-
tering the salon bJwing low over his
hlatess hand
Because -.--" FOla he,itates AMI
loses.
Il will tell you. You LAUGHED inst
n0W because there were tears sating
lour eyes--s it not sof Ones smiles su
often veil ones tears"
We'll, granted. what thnn:' answers
she little defantly, her White neck
ihrobbing slightly beneath the weith Of
he catseye medallion which she always
wears.
"Shail | tell yout'
"Yes. you shall.
well. goa thought Of the man you
Dsp. When women Ike YOU think
~ IN their holy Of holtes, IL is ever with
hat pleasure which is twin Of PAIN; I.
heir rapture finds sJun in a Sigh, and
here sits always at their feast the little .
serpent that stings the soul .
Which is;' asks she dreamily ,sn 10Th. .
ng the long fur of the eats coat
The doubt Of its own destiny.
"Well," she responds in "A common
,lace tone, though after II brief pause,
'yoli Are correct. ,
Put away that beat. do, cries the
pung man, h s eyes following her "l.e
,nnd's wanderings with jealousy.
Nine. Bariatinskl laughs. drawin- tie
.ne-tyed cat closer to her 81 IL.
"Strgius." she exclalms, Il wonder
4 hich YOU hate the mOre-my cat. Dr,
Uuching her bosom: my eats eve; ]
Ii was true that not alone Chfepto. |
witch, but Herzen as well. held in great
bhufrence the cat and the medallion
hat Gin merei in a melancholy sp'en =
Ter about the neck of Fola.
They both held to the superstition that I
one evl would one day come OF the '
me eyed cat, and they as well knew I
hat the reverse of the medallion c n.
aimed the portrait of man. k
Well, to be sure. each occasionally a
hongAt ii the other; and, if the truth Is v
q = told, each at certain moments be- a
ie,ei it 10 be himself. a
Bat no one knew. :
The level had been seen shining .for Z
-nturies in the forehead Of an ilul by
enerations of Hln1oos. Gen. Rlria,.
nski had secured it as bridal preaen! 4
or his wife. /
The gift Of hu band IT was exactly
n the vein G. thi, woman to use il Il. 0
ba covar Ia tho r-rLIait OF a iyver-a. v