Telegram-herald., 1889-09-14

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VttFff<.D& 4 fSHt but wbeu nexI j
'Tn0<&&l lifted my eyes tnsy
IA k-S<~>D) fs1 upon tbs forn Of
R<s@sS Ch4rnion, whom, inaeea.
VN2 IN / nad altogether forget
/ ETyYIlNS ten. Ana though al the
/ II ENI moment / taolzht but
tOlA little Of i, noted vssaeiy ,ha'
anger, and that size beat her foot upon the
moor
/ "Oh. IS IL thou. Charmion,' - said What
ais theel Art thou cr4mped wlta standing
- ieng within thy hiding place. Why dlasi
/ thou not sip heace when Cleopatra led ne
1 ~ the o4lcolyi
Where ls1Ey kerchieff' she asked. shoot
/ ing al angry glance Il ne Il lei fal ny
I br0idered kerchief"
THE kerchiefl Why, didst thou not see :
4 Cleopatra twltted Iae About il, and fung II
/ from the balcony"
Yea, / saw" answered the girl, Il saw
/ but too well Thou didst fling away my
/ kerchief, but the wreath Of rOses-that
thou wOuldst not fling away II was a
I Queens gift forsoOth. and therefore, the
Royal Harmachis, the Priest Of Isis, the
chosen OF the Gods, the crowned Pharaoh
wed 70 the we4l OF Kaem, cherished Il and
saved it. But my kerchief, stung by the
laughter Of that Light Queen, he cast
awayp
What meanest thouf" / asked, aston
ished al her bitter tone. Il read not thy
riddles"
what mean II" she answered, tossing
Up her head, and showing the white curves
Of her throat Nay, / mean naught or al,
take il as thou wilt. Wouldst know what
| mean, Harmachis, my cousin and my
Lordi" she went on IN a hard, low voice
"Behold. | will tell thee-thou art IN danger
OF the great offense This Cleopatra hath
cast her fatal wiles about thee, and thou
goest near TO loving her, Harmachis-to
loving her whom tomorrow thou must
slay Ay, stand and stare at that wreath
within thy hand-the wreath thou couldst
not send TO join my kerchief-sure Cleo
patra wore il but tonight The perfume
of the hair Of C9sar's mIstress-Cesar' 5
and others'-yet mingles with the odor Of
Its roses Now, prithee, Harmachis, how
far didst thou carry the matter or yonder
balcouyl-for in that hole where | lay hid
l could not hear or see. 'Tis a sweet spot
for lovers, is il noti-ay, and a sweet
night tool Venus is surely IN the right
ascensionl"
And all of this she said SO quietly and In
so soft and modest a way, though her words
were not modest, and yet so bitterly, that
every syllable cut me TO the heart, and an
gered me till could find no speech.
"Of truth thou hast wise economy"
she went on, seeing her advantage; ito
night thou dost kiss the lips that tomorrow
thou shalt stln forever! 'Tis frugal dealing
with the occasion Of the moment; aye, wor-
thy and honorable dealingr
Then at last / broke forth. "Girlp'
cried, chow darest thou speak thus 10 me;
Mindest thou who and what l am that thou
looseth thy peevish gibes upon mel"
Il mind what it behooves thee TO be-" she
answered quick what thou art, that
mind not now. Surely thou knowest alone
thou and Cleopatrsl"
"What meanest thoui" said. "Am / tc
blame if the Queen"
"The Queen What have we herei Phar.
aoh owns QueenW
IF Cleopatra wills TO come hither OF q
night and talk
"Of stars, Harmachis-surely Of stars
and roses, and naught besider
After that l know not what said; for
troubled as / was, the girls bitter tongue
and quiet way drove me well-nigh to mad
ness But this know: l spoke so fiercely
that she covered before me as she had
covered before my uncle Sepa, when h'
rated her because of her Grecian garb
And as she wept then, so she wept now
only more passionately and with sobs.
At length ] ceased, half ashamed, but
still angry and smarting sorely. FOR eve-
while she wept she could find a tongue u
answer with-and a womans shafts are
sharp
"InOu snouldst not speak 20 me thus p
she sobbed; "it's cruel-it Is unmanlyl Bu'
forgot thou art a priest, not man-ex
cept, mayhap. for Cleopatral'
what right hast thous" | said. "Wha
canst thou meanin
What right have Il' she asked, looking
up. her dark eyes all afood with tears tha
ran down her sweet face like the dew oi
morning do5n a lily's heart. What rich'
have II O Harmachisl art thou blind
Dost thou not know by what right speal
thus TO theel Then must tell theei Well
It's the fashion in Alexandria, BY tha
first and holy right Of woman-by the righ
Of the great love bear thee, and which, II
seems thou hast no eyes to see-by the
right Of my glory and my shame. O. be not
wroth with me, Harmachis, nor set ms
down as light. because the truth has AZ las
burst from NE, for All not 20. i am wba'
thou wilt make me. / am the wax within
the moder's hands, and as thou DOS
fashion me so shall / be. There breathei
within me now a breath Of glory bowiuE
across the waters of nv soul that can wsf
ne 70 ends more noble than ever I have
dreamed af0re = thou wit be my pi.ot ant
my guide. Bot I lose thee then lose I a
that holds ne from my worse se.f-and le
shipwreck come Thou knowest me rot
Hsrmachis' thou canst not see how Big
spirit struggles within th.s frail form O
miuei To thee I am F.ri. clever. way
ward. shallow. But am more Show IL
thy loftiest thought and Will match it. tn'
deepest puzzle q tby uinj and viii maxi
IL Gear. or oue God are ve. and lcve cai
rave up our little difference and make U
grow one indeed. one en5 we have. on'
land we love. one vcv binds us both Tax
ne % thy hearf. Hsrrsch e ard SCI ne 81
thee OF tie Dclble T1reue. and srres
tat will liff thee higher than ever ma,
has climbed. Rel.ct ne. and beware les
Ipal thee down Ard row. psfting ssd
the coid defescv q custom. stang tberrt
~ what cav r. ~ arts - thsf lovely r
ing falseho0f. Cle-patrs. which for past ri
she doth practice on ttT fcIir. have spoze'
or my heart. ard answer ttol AID en-
Cssped Ter hands. srd d-s~irg one pac
nearer. Eazed a trsu5 E ~ uT fac
Fora uruer- stood s.r1cz dumb p
tts mage cf her voice and ere power p be
Ike tte rleh - u s.c hsd I loved -