The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-07-27
THE GOVERNORS LADY.
81 AuBERf,x. WOODWARD MOORE

81 hesitated some time between the
heliotrope and this blue velvet gown, and
chose this because remembered your fond
ness for blue and gold" and raising her lit
tie hand the governors lady touched the
fieecy ringlets of the finest gold that circled
her brow.
Once more the governor drew her to him,
but she held back.
'You see l wear my pearls, Luther, your
first gift" said she, land the point appli-
que lace you have pronounced the emblem
of simplicity. My maid insisted that tho
governors lady at her first reception
should wear the royal purple, with heavy
Irish point and diamonds"
Here she broke off with long peal of
laughter.
"My maid-royal purple-diamonds,'
came at length, amid burst of girlish
glee. Dear Luther, it is all 50 comical,
and viewing the situation in this foolish
light, how can do credit to my dignifiei
excellency in my role of governors lady
this EVENING"
The governor drew her arm through his
and his face was all aglow with happiness.
Come Helga, my love-" said he, "sing
me one of those songs that helpel you
weave your magic spell about me, AMI am
confident we shall both be ready to receive
our guests when they arrive"
He led her gently across the long salon
he had himself planned for her music room,
and that was now to serve for a season as
the drawing room for the gubernatorial re-
ceptions. Seating himself at the suber b
piano that stood invitingly open at the end
of the apartment, he preludei few MON,
cnts, using succession of chords that
seemed peculiarly pleasing to his young
wife, then struck into brisk, sparkling
composition by the Norwegian ton poet,
Haitian Kierulf, with words by the poet
preacher, Kristofer Janson. The song in its
English dress reads thus:
Heigho! how bracing the air and light
On the mountain!
The wind here frolics in mad delight
On the mountain!
The foot trips lightly, the eye it laughs,
The heart new life and enjoyment quaffs,
On the mountain!
Come up come up from the narrow vale
On the mountain!
There blows cool and refreshing gallo
On the mountain!
The slope is covered with shining flow'rs,
The sunshine battles them in golden show'rs,
On the mountain
The vale is sultry and close below,
Climb the mountain!
No one how nice it is here can know,
On the mountain
The eye roves fast oer the giddy height,
A. - IT,. Ill H. s-.Lt
From tho mountain
And when the sun its reposc would take
Beyond the mountain!
The shadows hasten couch 10 make
BY the mountain!
Then guivers all in the dazzling beams,
Tho hoart then wraps itself up in dreams
On the mOuntain
Could you have penetrated the governor S
drawing room you would have found your
self in an atmosphere permeated with the
influence of the pine and the heather, the
mountain breeze and the din OF the water
fall. You would have stood spell bound
before the governors lady aud her hus
band. He struck the Ivory keys with a
bold touch, displaying strength, compro
hension OF the song and the singer, whose
pure, well-trained soprano voice was UP
lifted in flood of melody. There flowed
from her parted lips the vigorous accents
of the original verse. Could you have
heard her you would speedily have beer
convicted that the language of Norway was
adapted beyond all other tongues for use il
vocal music. You would also have wonder
ed why you were not more familiar will
the musical treasures of that land In 9th
er words, you would have been completed
captivated by the governor lady, an idea
daughter of the North, and her be witchiu
song Make yourself acquainted with tn
latter.
But let us turn from the governors draw
ing room, and DOMINIC car wishing cap an
cloak of invisibility I.ake or way acros
the seas to the land of the midnight sun,
rock bound, storm dashed old Norwa,
mother of the brave. We find ourselves i
one of those rugged mountain regions, nea
the famous Halling Valley. Far up th
slope we see rustic frame building of
style quito unfamiliar to us. 1t is the sostt
or chalet, where the dairy girls have thei
headquarters when they guard their flock
and herds in the mountain pastures. Sun
rounding it is fine bit of meadow land an
the valley where it nestles is traversed by
gurgling crystal stream that plunges frol
the rocks above in one of those rare catal
acts thSt form a characteristic feature
the landscape The sheet of water is nj
| Iery wide, but there is powerful music
Its incessant din and roar for it makes it
l ,anf M (,
tently into the stream and mist that enve
| OPP it stands young girl. Her dress is
distinctly national type, AMI she holds
one hand the loor, or national horn for cal
ing the cattle, while with the other st
shades her eyes. Her complexion recalls
your mind the snow white and rosy red {
ancient story. The long braids of ha
hanging far below her waist are of the pul
yellow gold of the midday sun. In the sof
blue-grey eyes there is look of awe, an
the parted ruby lips display to view exqu
site rows OF pearly teeth.
"A mountain elf. One of those mystei
GUS hulders of which we readw exclaime
the traveller, who was approaching wit
his guide "But she looks as innocent
fair. She can be no vain, delusive imag
bent on Turing Christian folk to destru
ton. She is the beneicent elf, the child
light, not that false icing, who while ia
to behold is hollow and black within"
The guide laughed
"How full of fancy you Americans are
said he. "If you have no traditions
your own you certainly take most kind
to ours"
because we have right to them" pla
fully interposed the traveller. "The Anne
lean ship of state is freighted with Z
treasures of all lands. Your traditions a
ours by inheritance, and in the same w
we claim your folk-music. But tell I
what you can Of yonder maiden, dear tt
geir."
'She Is brave maiden" was the rep
'She is little more than sixteen;
beauty has driven all the lads distracte
yet her little head remains level, as y
Americans say. She is the steadiest of
our dairy girls far and wide, and Wide
Sylvfest, her mother, has never had
least cause of anxiety for her. AS for /
voice-but harkr'
He paused abruptly. The fragrant
about them was tremulous with song I
maiden had moved some distance from
waterfall, and her fresh young sopra
thrilled her listeners. She sang one
those popular melodies of unknown auth
ship, which have been handed down fri
generation to generation among the peol
| - ho,, ,,o+;,,o lord until fhov haya hoco,