The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-08-19
TIE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, AUGUST 49, 1885.

She followed it with regret, and at each
nightfall she waited its appearance,
watched its growth, and was impatient for
this torch which would ere long light up
the invisible. In fact, little by little, the
Clos Marie came out from the obscurity,
with the ruins of its old mil. its
clusters OF trees and its rapid little
river. And then in the light creation con
timed. That which came from a vision
ended in being embodied For at first she
only perceived that DIM shadow was NOV
ing under the moonlight, What was 1t
then. A branch moved to and fro by the
windl Or was it a large bat in constant
motion9 There were moments when every
| thing disappeared aud the field slept in SO
deathy a stiffness that she thought her eyes
had deceived her. Soon, there was no
| longer any doubt possible, for dark object
| had certainly just crossed the open space and
! had glided from one willow tree to another.
1t appeared, then disappeared, without her
being able exactly to define it.
One evening she thought she distinguished
| the dim outline of two shoulders, and at
once she turned her eyes toward the chapel
! window. 1t had greyish tint as if empty,
| for the moon shining directly upon 1t had
deadened the light within. At that moment
she noticed that the living shadow grew
| larger, as it approached continually nearer
and nearer, walking in the grass at the side
| Ol bne CIuTcu. III pIOpOlOlou us SLe IetLiASu
| it was fact that some one was there, she
was overcome by an indetinable sensation,
i.ervous feeling that one has on being looked
| at by mysterious unseen eyes.
Certainly some one was there under the
| trees who was regarding her tiXedly. She
had on her hands and face, as it were, a
| physical impression of these long, ardent,
yet timid looks; but she did not
withdraw herself from them, because she
knew they were pure and came
from the enchanted world of which she had
read in the Golden Legend, and in the GER
tainty of promised happiness, her first
anxiety was quickly changed into delicious
tranquility.
One night, suddenly, on the ground
whitened by The moons rays, the shadow
designed itself plainly and clearly 1t was
indeed that of man whom she could not
see as he was hidden by the willows. As he
did not move, she was able to look for a
long time at his shadow.
From that moment Angelique had a
secret. Her bare, whitewashed chamber
was filled with it. She remained there for
hours lying on her great bed-where she
seemed lost, she was so little-her eyes
closed, but not asleep, and seeing continu-
ally before her, in her waking dreams, this
motionleSs shadow upon the earth. When
she reopened her eyes at dawn, her looks
wandered from the enormous wardrobe to
the OlQ carved CU6SI, IRON bHb pOTCeldln
stove to the little toilette table, as if sur
priSed at not seeing there the mysterious
silhouette, which she could have SO easily
and precisely traced from memory In her
sleep she had seen it gliding among the pale
heather blossoms on her curtains. In her
dreams, as in her waking hours, her mind
was filled with it. 1t was companion
shadow to her own. She had thus double
being, although she was alone with her fam
cies.
This secret she confided to no one, not
even to Hubertine, to whom, until now she
had always told even her thoughts. When
the latter, surprised at her gaiety, ques-
toned her, she blushed deeply as she replied
that the early spring had made her very
happy. From morning to evening she
hummed little snatcheS of song, like a bee
intoxicated by the heat of the suu's rays.
Never before had the chasubles she en-
brOidered been so Respondent with silk and
gold The huberts smiled as they watched
ner, thinking simply that this exuberance of
| spirits came from her state of perfect
} health AS the day waned she grew more
I excited, she sang at the rising of the moon,
and as soon as the hour arrived she hurried
| to her balcony, and waited for the shadow
| to appear During all the first quarters of
| the moon, she found it exact at each rem
devious, erect and silent. But that was all.
| What was tho cause of it, Why was it
| there? Was it indeed only shadow Was
| not it perhaps the saint who had left his
window, or the angel who had formerly
| loved st. Cecilia, and who had now come to
: love her i'll her turns Although she was not
vain, these thoughts made her proud, and
were as sweet to her as an invisible caress.
J Then she grew inpatient to know more. and
| her watchlngs recommended.
The moon at its full, lighted ND the
| Clos Marie. When it was at its zenith, the
|
straight upon them in perpendicular lines,
| cast no more shadows, but were like run
| ming fountains of silent brightness. The
| whole garden was bathed and filled with
| luminous wave as limpid as crystal, and the
| brilliancy of it was SO penetrating that
| everything was clearly seen, even To the
| fine cutting of the willow leaves. The
| slightest possible trembling of air seemed to
wrinkle this lake of rays, sleeping in the
universal peace among the great elm trees
IF the neghboring garden and the gigantic
| brow of the cathedral.
Two more evenings had passed like this,
when on the third night, as Angelique was
| leaning on her elbows and looking out, Ter
| heart seemed to receive a sudden shock.
| There, in the clear light, she saw him stand
| ing before her and looking at her. His
| shadow, like that of the trees, had disap
peared under his feet, and he alone was
there, distinctly seen. AT this distance she
saw-as II 1t were full day--Chat no was tall,
slight, a blonde, and apparently about 20
years of age. He resembled either Saint
George, or a superb picture Of Christ, with
ms curly hair, his thin beard, his straight
nose, rather large, and his proudly smiling
| black eyes. And she recognized him per-
fectly never had she seen another ike him;
it was he, her hero, and he was exactly as
she expected TO find him. The wonder was
at last accomplished; tho slow creation of
tho invisible had perfected itself in this nv
ing apparitiGn, and he came out from the
Unknown, from tho movement Of things,
from murmming voices, from the action of
the night, from all shat had elyeloped her,
until she almost tainted into unconscious
ness She also saw him as If he were lifted
above the earth, so Supernatural appeared
to be his coming, whilst the miraculous
seemed 10 surround her on every ii ie as it
floated over the mysterious moon lake. He
mad as his escort the entire people Of tue
legend, the saints whose stats blossomed
tho virgins whose wounds shed milk, and
the stars seemed to pale before this white
group OF perfection.
Angeliquo continued TO look at him. He
"a ised his arms and held them out wide