Daily Republican., 1888-02-03
A GYPSY BRIDE
OR
TIue Love !s e est.

TIue Love Is Eest.
They stood in the moonlight face to
face; a bright.eyed Romany girl and
1.-the, brown skinned youth in the pic i
turesque gypsy costume. They had
been lovers until few weeks ago. and
this was their last farewell, for the =.
girl, Novajenda, who was vain and !,
fond ofjewels, had consented to marry J
q rich tourist, who had fallen in love
with her when he met her selling
water. crosses in the town.
Arrodine, the gypsy lover. was loath |,
to give her up. ''Oh, why do you do !
this thlng2" he kept moaning softly,
for he was but boy.
Listen" said the girl, putting her
arms about his neck. al have never
loved any one but you, and never shall.
but he has promised to make a lady OF
me and fate draws me to him.
"You would not keep me back from
all crave. Mr.. Cleveland can give
me everything, but you alone possess
my heart, just as much as this little
keepsake l bought you to day." put
ting little silver heart in his hand.
Farewell, Arrodine," and before he
could stop her she had sped toward
the camp and was lost among the
tents.
"What do you think, motherH"
GI tn1 INN
she is so grateful, so gentle and sub
misslve-l think she will love you in
Itime. That she does not love you
now l am convinced oftener l
fear she will die of what the Germans
call 'heimweh.'"
The stately old lady sighed as she
stroked her sons broad forehead, and
noted the care that was more plainly
written there now than six months
later.
"But she learns quicSlyH She takes
an interest in her studies, and she
grows more beautiful every day." he
said eagerly.
"Yes; but the beauty you see in her
Inow, that was not there before. Is a
lsad beauty II Is the beauty of fading
away-a shadowy delcacy which is
mot natural in healthy, happy girl,
replied his mother.
"0h, mother, you are fearful; it ia
only the change from being always in
the open air and sun that makes her
Iappear so. love the change"
so should |, Algernon, if she were
an angel visiting US for only a briet
season; but fragile, ethereal daugh-
ter is different You speak of her
studies. She learns very rapidly; but
as for inteIest-no, | cannot say
really think she feels an interest in
anything, except perhaps'-
"What, motherl l want to know
all about my future wife," he said
IanxiOusly.
yesterday, when took her to the
Ipicture gallery, left her for minute
land found her standing before pic
lturo, so entranced that she did no
even see or hear me-"
"0h, don't think much OF that
/. mother. She is 80 fond of art IL
! every form. A real child of art, tru,
disciple OF beauty in all shapes" ex
claimed her son,
"Yes, Algernon, but this was thu
picture of girl-a gypsp girl, with ,
basket on her head; it was callet
I'Water- -Cresses.' 1t was not nearly 81
beautiful face, not nearly 80 graceful
la figure as Nova's, but still there wa
just enough of general likeness to at
ltract her. She WAS fascinated, Alger
Z lnon. Her mind was far away iron
1.-THE picture itself, in her old haunts.
"Why didn't you take her ava,
from II, motherP II Is not good 70
Iher to dwell so much on the past"
at is not easy, my son." the oil,
: Ilady excused herself. "She was con
Iscious of nothing outside her owl
u Thoughts. l did at last gently draw
Iher away with me. But the mer
i Itouch on her arm broke the charm
! land, before everybody, she burst int
= La passion of tears. could do nothing
/ Ibut stand before her and wait patient
Ily till the storm of pent-up feeling
had passed away"
"Poor little Noval" said Algernol
ICleyeland. "She shall never think q
these dismal things once she is m
wife. Her life shall be one long da
. Iof sunshine. Of course, she must hav
y loved her people. She Is so warn
70 hearted that she must miss them. :"
8 Eyes, my soc; but you would b
t wise and kind to send her back. He
heart is there in the gypsy camp, an
fear she is pining for 1t and will leav
, u.s."
=, But mother, only yesterday. ATE
you came home. told her that the 81
months would be over to-day. | ask
ed her did shc wish to leave US an
-Is she said most emphatically, No
u There was no doubt about it, mother
she wished to stay with US. l am sur
she does not wish to leave US"
"Not in that way, Algernon.
Imean-that she will die "
III 1t was chilly November. yet AFRO
y y dine stood by the little brook, quit
i bare of crosses, excepting here an
q there q lone straggler, left at the sid
rs In the autumn clearing. The Roman
had only just returned to their oil
q quarters, and he had gone down whe
he could be alone, and not missed c
followed to the old place He had tn
wand In his hand, and it was whit
now TO the very end. The six moon
=Iwere passed and If she liked she coul
return. But he knew how great he