Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-12-22

purpose that he should die as yet; since,
had he died az that hour, Cleopatra had
made hsr peace with Cesar, who rather
wished the death of Antony than the ruin
Of Egypt
"Art mad. Antony Art indeed a cow
ard?" cried CharniOn, "that thOu wouldst
thus escape thy woes and leave thy partner
70 face the SORROW out alOne2'
why not, woman Why not. She
would not be long alone. There's Cesar
70 keep her company. Octavianus loves
q fair woman in his cold way, and still is
Cleopatra fair. Come now, thou Olympus,
thou hast held my hand from dealing death
upon myself, advise me of thy wisdom.
Shall ], then, submit myself 70 Cesar,
and ]. Trumvir, twice Consul, and afOre-
the absolute Monarch of 81 the + ast. en-
dure 70 follow IN his triumph along those
Roman ways where / myself have passed
n triumph
"Nay, Sire I answered. IF thou
dost Weld, then art thou doomed. All
last night I questioned Of the Fates con-
corning thee. and this I saw: When thy
star draws near TO Cpsar's it psles and is
swallowed up but when il passes from his
radiance. then bright and big il shines
equal in glory to his own. All is not lost,
and while some part remains, every thing
may be regained. Egypt can yet be held,
armies can still be raised. Cesar hath
withdrawn himself; be Is not yet 30 the
gates of Alexandria, and perchance may be
appeased Thy mind in it's fever hath
- ..r.r urrA M
Judge Alright See here, have a potion
that shall make thee whole, for well
skilled am IN the art Of medicine, and /
held out the phiaL
"a potion, thou sayest, man" he cried,
"More ike 10 is poison, and thou muir
derer. sent by false Egypt, who would fam
be rid Of me now that I may no more be Of
service 10 her. Tire head of Antony is
the peace Offering she would send to
Cesar-she for whom I have lost all.
Give me thy draught. BY Bacchusl /
viii drink 10, though it be the very elixir
of Death
'Nay, noble Antony; il is no poison,
and no murderer am /. See, / will tsste
IL. If You wilt, " AMI I held forth the sub
tile potion that has power TO IRE the veins
of men.
"Give it me, Physician. Desperate men
are brave men. There Why, what Is
this? Yours Is q magic draught. My sor-
rows seem to roll ava yhke thunder clouds
before the southern gale, and the spring Of
Hope blooms fresh upon the desert OF my
heart Once more I am Antony, and once
again I see my legions spears a-sparkle In
Al fNr. anmmNa u
welcome az AntOny-belOved Antony -
rides in his pomp of war along his deep
formed lines, There's hope. there's hope
Yet may see the cold brOws oil CU3ar-
that Cesar who never errs except from pol
icv-robbed of their victor bays, and
crowned with shameful dustl'
"Ay." cried Charmion, there is yet
hope: Il thou wilt but play the man, D
my Lord. come back with us; come back
10 the loving arms Of Cleopatra, All
night she lies upon her golden bed, and
ills the hollow darkness with her groans
for Antony who, enamoTed now OF
Grief, forgets his duty and his love-
"I COME I come, Shame upon me that
dared to doubt her Slave, bring water
and a purple robe; not thus can be seen
of C .eopatra. Even now I come. ~
10 this fashion. then, did we draw
Antony back to Cleopatra, that the ruin Of
the twain might be made sure.
We led him up the Alabaster Hall and
into Cleopatra's chamber. where she lay,
her cloudy hair about her face and breast,
and tears lowing from her deep eyes.
go Egypt 3" he cried, behold me at thy
feet n'
She sprang from the couch. "Aud art
thou here. my love ' she murmured
"theu once again are an things well
Come near. and in these arms FORGET thy
sorrows and turn my grief TO joy. Oh, An
tony. while love is iett Go rs, still have We
al r'
And she fell upon his b,5ss. and wildly
kissed him.
The same day Charmion came 70 mC
and babe me prepare a poison Of the most
deadly power. And this 80 first I would
not DO. fearing that Cleopatra would
Herewith make an end O., Antony before
the time. Bat Charmion showed me tha;
this was not so, and showed 20 me also
for what purpose was the poison. There
lore I summoned AtoDa, the skilled IN
simples. and al that afternoon We labOred
az the deadly work. And when il YVES
done. Ch8rmio1 came once more, bearing
with her q chsplet Of fresh roses that she
babe me steep N the poison.
This then did.
That night az the great feast Of Cleopa-
ira SAT nigh 20 Antony, who was st her
side. and wore the poisoned wreath. Now,
As the fesst went on, fast lowed the wine,
till Antony and the Queen grew merry.
Ard she told him Ct her plans, and Of how
even now her galleys were being drawn BY