Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-07-08
CHAPTER XLvL-ARrEM1sIA.

There is the restaurant" said Miss Durham,
and being painted within and without, i'm
possible for US to enter. What say you to
walking on to the head of the lake? want TO
look over the col, and see the mountains of the
Rhine Valley above Dissentis."
Philip hesitated, and again looked back.
II see." said Hiss Durham; 'you are afraid
OF stepping out of your cage"
mot at al" answered Philip flushing. II
am prepared to go to the end of this trough in
the mountains with you, but greatly doubt
seeing much from the further end"
"Well-if we see nothing. we can talk. Have
you looked about you much since we began
the ascenr?"
THE time has f own" said Philip. looking at
his watch. ut seems to me but few minutes
since"
The long dreary valley or basin in which lay
the lake was apparently closed at the end by a
hill surmounted by cross or flagstaff. The
road ran along the north side of the lake. with
out tree to shade it. The party behind. when
they came to the restaurant, could not fail to
see them If they continued along the road, and
might follow, or await them there.
Philip walked on. but no longer gave Arte-
misia Durham his arm. He saw far away in
the rear Mrs. Sidebottom signaling with her
parasol, but whether to him or to the Labarte
girls, who were dispersed in the morass at the
end of the lake, picking butterwort, soldanella
and primula, he could not tell
His eyes were on the ground He was think
ing Of his companion, what a strange life hers
must be. incomprehensible to him. he felt
how. If he we're thrown into it, he would not
know how to strike out and hold his chin above
water. At the same time his heart beat fast,
with wild, vain desire for a freer life than
that of commerce
The restraints to which he had been sub
jected had compressed and shaped him, as the
Chinese lady's shoe congresses and shapes her
foot-but the pressure had been painful; it had
marked him, but the marks were ever sensi-
tive. The ancient robe of the Carmelite
fathers was of white wool, barred with black,
and they pretended that they derived this
habit from the mantle of Elijah, which he had
dropped as he was being carried up to heaven,
and the mantle had touched as it fell the spokes
of the chariot of fire in which he assembled and
was scorched in stripes. Philip, and many an
other successful man of business who has been
exalted to position of comfort and warmth
has the inner garment of his soul charred by
the wheels of the chariot in which he has
mounted. Philip felt his own awkwardness, his
want of ease in other society than that narrow
circle in which he had turned, his inability to
move with that freedom and confidence which
characterizes those born and reared in gener-
Gus society. Even with this girl-this Bohe-
mian-he was as one walking and talking, with
chains to his feet and gag to his tongue. She
was right: he was born to be at ease every
where. to be able everywhere to walk upright,
and to look around him; he had been put in a
cramped position, tied hand And foot, and his
head set in such vice as photographers en-
ploy to give what they consider support and
steadiness. and he was distorted, stiffened, con-
tracted. Had his life been happy? He had