Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-11-21

And she took the phial and with steady hand poured that which was left of the poison into the goblet.
 ssBethink thee, Charmion," said; ''yet mayst thou live for many years, hiding these sorrows beneath the withered days"
 ''Yet I may, but l will not To live the prey of so many memories, the fount of an undying shame that night by night, as lie sleepless, shall well afresh from my sor- row stricken heart to live, torn by love can not lose To stand alone, like some storm-twisted tree, and signing day by day to the winds of heaven. Gaze upon the desert of my life, while wait the lingering lightning's stroke. Nay, that will not 1; Harmachis, I had died long since, but lived on to serve thee; now no more thou needest me, and l go. Oh, fare thee well! forever fare thee well; for not again shall look upon thy face, and where go thou goest not; for thou dost not love me who still dost love that queenly woman thou hast bounded to the death. Her thou shalt never win, and thee I shall never win, and this is the bitter end of fate. See, Harmachis! ask one boon before go, and for all tune become naught to thee but a memory of shame; tell me that thou dost forgive me so far as thine is to forgive, and, in token thereof, kiss me-with no lovers kiss, but kiss me on the brow, and bid me pass in peace"
 And she drew near to me with arms out stretched, and pitiful, trembling lips, and gazed upon my face.
 "Charmion," answered, i've are free to act for good or evil and yet methinks there is fate above our fate, that, blowing from strange shores, compels our little sails of purpose, set them we will, and drives us to destruction. I forgive thee, Charmion, as trust in turn to be forgiven, and by this kiSS the first and the last I seal npaca o And with my lips touched her brow. She spoke no more; only for a little while she stood gazing on me with sad eyes, then | she lifted the goblet, and said: Royal Har | machis, in this deadly cup pledge thee; l would that I had drunk of it ere ever I | looked upon thy face, Pharaoh, who, thy sins outworn, yet shall rule in perfect peace OCT worlds I may not tread, who yet | shall sway a kinglier scepter than that l robbed thee of, forever fare thee we'll" 1 She drank, cast down tie cup and for moment stood with the wide eyes of one | who looks for death. Then he came, and Charmion, the Egyptian, fell prone upon the floor, dead; and for moment 1 stood alone with the dead.
 l Icrept to the side of Cleopatra, and, now that none were left to see, 1 sat down ou ! the bed and laid her head upon ny knee, | as once before it had been laid; in that l S pyramid. Then kissed her chill brow and went from the house of death "avenged, but sorely smitten with despair" l "Physician,'' said the officer of the guard as l went through the gates, ''what passes wonder in the monument? Mcthought l heard the sounds of death"
 ''Naught passes, all hath passed" made ! reply, and went; and as l went in the dark ness I heard the sound of voices and the l mi of hn of r'e .Y,r-a Flying swiftly to my house, fcun1 AtCUa waiting at the gates. She drew ne into {, | luiet chamber and closed tho doors.
 ''Is it done?'' she asked, c.ad turned i.er wrinl1led face to mine, while the lamp-liG Tt streamed white upon her snowy hair
 "Nay, why ask-I knew that it is done"
 "Ay, it is done and well done, ollw.te all are dead; Cleopatra, 1ras, ChaImlon all save myself"
 The aged woman drew up her bent form and cried: "Now let mo go iii peace, for nave seen my desire upon thy foes and tho toes of Khem-Ls, la! not in vain have l lived on beyond the years of man. l have seen my desire upca thy enemies-I have gathered the dews of death, and thy foe hath drunk thereof. Fallen is the brow of pride! The shame of Khem is level with the dust! Ah-would that I might have seen that wanton dieh'
 1 ''Cease, woman, cease! The dead are gathered to the dead. Osiris holds them last, and everlasting silence seals their ips Pursue not the fallen great with in- suits. Up-let us fly to Abouthls, that al! nay be accomplished"
 ''Fly thou, Harmachis! - Harmachis, Hy!-but fly not. To this end only have fingered on the earth. Now I unite the xnot of life and let my spirit freel Fare :hce well, prince, the pilgrimage is done! Harmachis, from a babe have 1 loved thee, and love thee vet! But no more in this world may share thy griefs. am spent Osiris, take thou my sprit'' And her .he ground.
 I ran to her side and looked upon her. She was already dead, and I was alone upon she earth without friend to comfort me.
 Then I turned and went, no man hinder Ing me- for all was confusion in the city, and departed from Alexandria in a vessel had made ready. On the eighth day landed, and, in the carrying out of my purpose travelled on fast across the fields te the holy shrines of Abouthis. And here as | knew the worship of the gods had been lately set up again, in the temple of the divine Sethi (for Charmion hae caused Cleopatra to repent of her decree o1 vengeance and to restore the lands that she had seized, though the treasure she re stored not), Ind the temple having beer purified, now, at the season of tho feast O Isis, all the high priests of the ancient tem pies of Egypt were gathered together tt celebrate the coming home of the gods int their holy place.
 gained the city. It was on the seventh day of the feast of Isis. Even as came th long array wended through the well-remem bered streets. I joined in the multitud that followed, and with my voice swelle' the chorus of the solemn chant as we passes through the pylons into the imperishabl
 halls. How well known were tho hol
 words:
 "Softly we tread, our measured footsteps fal
 ing
 Within the sanctuary seven-fold
 Soft on the dead that liveth are we calling. Return, Osiris, from thy kin gdom cold, Return to them that worship thee of old.
 And then, when the sacred music ceased as aforetime on the setting of the majest of Ra-the high priest raised the statue c the living God and held it on high hefor
 the multitude. With joyful shout C , I %l