New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1889-01-09

WIND and rain, and smelling OF hSh
from a rod away? And she SO soft, SO
smooth, so dainty dressed and per-
fumed like Madrilena.
lis true that if the poor fisher
man was addressed this was to give
finer, better raiment to Carmen; that
If the husband should labor less, to
the end of sparing his hands, the wife
would have worked far harder, with
the result of sparing her white ones;
true, also, that those cells, which we're
indeed ill-smelling, paid for the sweet
scented soaps in which Carmen de
lighted. But who makes such obser-
vationS to a woman? above alls if
that woman is nineteen years old and
pretty, airy, and graceful as the rain
bow with it's seven colors. All, yes!
gratitude may well be a sentiment 4
too sober for a young woman, and
Justice -fairness-an uncomfortable
idea for a joyous imagination. These
virtues are borne of suffering, and
Carmen was almost quite happy.
Given these conditions, it was not
at all inconsistent that the thoughts
and interest OF the fsherman's wife
should turn to Don Jaime de Me
quinenza, from the day that the news
of his return to his baronial halls
came to the village at the cliffs foot.
And in effect, when she set eyes upon
his worship, Garments butterfly brain
and her unloyal heart alike sung to
her that this was a lord, a fine gentle
man, and a hero-here was a man
worthy Of beauty and charm like
hers.
AS for the lord of the manor he
was already in love with her species,
and as the greater includes the less,
he was undoubtedly smitten with
Carmen It was not long before they
told each other, by the telegraphic
code Of looks and signals, their
mutual and respective sentiments,
but this platonic systsm became to
both alike insupportable.
In the meantime Damian went on
fishing.
Now, whether it came to pass that
the people of the hamlet, failing to
realize and appreciate their abject
contemptibility, came to criticise the
doings of their feudal master, or
whether the fisherman CHANGED to re- ]
member that his wife was a pretty
woman and Don Jaime hot-blooded
gallant, and that the castle and the
cabin were not so widely separated
there came a time when this worthy
husband displayed less than his usu-
al eagerness to make his frequent
rounds ofhis eel-traps. Hedeveloped,
also, certain rheumatic twinges in his
left knee, that impaired his agility in
walking; and SO he hired a strapping
lad whom he made his substitute In
conveying the eel baskets among the
purchasers Of the vicinity. The pro-
ceedure of the fisherman was far from
meeting with the approval of Carmen
and Don Jaime.
One beautiful May evening the two
spouses sat at the door of their cabin
and watched the sinking sun the
same sun in those DAYS of a century
and a half since that we see now
above us. That evening it was sink
ing as slowly and majestica2ly as if it
expected never to rise again. 1t was
one of those splendid and solemn mo-
ments in which it seems that the
world has reached for the first time
it's apogee of beauty; a melancholy
hour in which the soul appears to
assist at the tragedy of the days
death as at a new occurrence, which
will not be repeated
Carmen and Damian, regarding
that sun, whose rays dyed the hori-
zon with a strange prophetic light,
felt their very souls stirred within
them. Uncultured and rude ofnature
as they were, they could but feel that
this was a critical hour, full ofdoom,
of mystery, of fatality
When the sun had set entirely
both breathed heavily, as those who
have completed a long and severe
task. The tacit compact was signed
between them, each to his own crime,
not to be renowned, butirrevocable,
as the death of the day that was ex-
piring. They looked at each other
full and unreservedlv. Damian lifted
his eyes to the castle, on whose top
most terrace stood the Baron Of
Mequinenza, whom he saluted. The
lord had his eyes fixed on Carmen,
who also saluted him easily. Da1nian
stretched his rheumatic LEG, and
turning to his wife, said, dryay: 81
think my leg is well again, I feel
the pangs no longer. think I will
go down to the village and stay the
night there. There is a fellow owes
me some money; he will be in
with his pay near midnight, and L
will catch him before he spends it. 1
will come up in the morning in time
to take out the fish of tonight, S fish.
Ia, Carmelita, God be with thee. =
"Good-by, Damian," said Carmela,
mechanically.
They had never before parted in
this way, but TO both it seemed quite
natural Damian took his hat and
his staff and crossed the walnut-Wood