Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1888-03-08

the sleep that knows no waking, bay the
figure of the dead maiden. Acutest pains
shot through his arm, and his whole body
seemed a mass of aching bruises
Faint and weak, he summoned all his
strength and courage and rose slowly to his
feet.
What was to be done3 This was no time
for moping or for sentimental regrets. His
tired energies again must act.
Who was this girl, and what her historyl
How was she drowned, and why-here in
these remote coastsl
Scarcely more than nineteen she seemed
about the age of his own Natalie. She
looked like an Orient Princess. Beautiful
and classic as Greek marble, and almost
as white.
Not wrinkle or q line showed in that
fair countenance; not a frown, even But,
quiet and serenely peaceful she slept
81 am of the house of Csesarr' breathed
forth from every curve and contour of that
marvellous face and form to all who looked
upon her.
''And no Caesar was ever thine equal, or
ever shah bei'' fell spontaneously from the
| lips of the ravished gazer
Crescent earrings were pendant to ex-
i quisitely-shaped ears, and on her left hand
glittered brilliant signet-ring of rare and
antique shape, set with stone of wondrous
beauty and value. A necklace of costliest
pearls, arranged in a manner severe in its
simplicity, encircled the polished throat, and,
hanging from this necklace, jeweled locl1et
rested on her barred, ivory BOSOM
| Again he glanced at that curious, quaint
ring.
Once, and only once before, had he seen
| its counterpart.
There arose before his backward gazing
| eyes the vision of pleasant little room in
an old, low house at Tangiers; the grizzled,
[ai, ~ la-G
| sci sat in closest conference with noble
looking, gray-bearded Greek merchant
| prince, whose whole life seemed bent on
money getting; above all, came the mem
DRY of that dark-orbed, olive-hued little
| daughter, with her bright sweet, eager
face, literally hanging upon every word
from his lips, watching his every motion
with those lustrous, melting eyes of hers,
forestalling his every wish, her tireless
| feet trotting hither and thither for cooling
| fruits or drinks.
Again he heard her earnest voice striv-
| ing to repeat after him those long, un-
wieldy English words Again he guided
her small fingers, while they shaped the
curving letters of his mother-tongue. He
saw, once more. her grateful eye and the
| bright flush of pleasure when he praised
| some successful effort; then her look of
| shame and modification, as he laughed
| good-naturedly at some blunder, the re-
| suit of labored, well meant endeavOrs.
He recalled the sudden tear, the deathly
| pallor of her face and upon his ear smote
her sob of despair, when the rough old cap
tain entered and announced his departure
on the morrow, adding:
'.Arthur, my lad, you must leave your lit
| tie pupil. When we quilted your uncle, I
thought you not long for this world. But
now, thanks to a good sea-voyage, 1 take
you back to him youth strong as the
| next"
Then came tho parting with his many
rash promises of returning soon, the two
soft white girlish arms flung tight about
his neck, her hot tears falling fast upon
his check and the passionate moan of the
warm-hearted, impulsive young Greek
child, as she utterly refused to let him go;
then tho old Moorish seaport faded away in
| the distance and, alas SO, too, did little
Haydee. He had scarcely thought of her
from that day to this; and that was eleven
| years ago.
But had &as ever forgotten him or Ais prom
| use to Teturnf