The Springdale news., 1889-05-31

general. though there was not q soul to see them but her own dear self | Danian, her huaband? oh, but he counted far nothing, loss han nothing! for if husbands iE general are ciphers, what was this wretched fisher of eelsP "a lout, a clown, a ciod. Oh! that is quite apparent; convinced, no doubt, of her high mission in this poor world of sorrows. Carmen every day dressed herself ,.s Al she Wore going to a ball { or a t1tnci0n. and sat herself down at the door Of the cabin. where aLe was seen of tho birds, tho ock-thyme, and the skies-and of naught else. Still, she awaited tran4uiily the moment of her destiny.
 In the days when Carmclita first took up her station at the door thus
 ''drossed with larsley," the castle of ! Mequinenza vas still without Don Jaime, it's master, Ssld TO human eye beheld her from closer range than that of the sands below, whence she looked l like some great blossom set on the edge of the precipica Her husband l had forbidden her to go down to the village in his absence, and she obeyed him implicitly, because it is the will of ! God that wives obey their husbands, and because well, because there was nothing pleasing to her ill the rustic ! youths of tho village. How should | they please her any moro than her husband?-they, like him, rough, bad ly clad. and dirty, with thorny, cal, lousod hands, burned by the sun, tanned hy wind and rain, and smell ing of fish from \ rod awayP And she so soft, so smooth, so dainty. dressed and perfuinel like q Mudrilena-
 1t is true that if the poor fisherman was Addressed this was to give finer, better raiment to Carmen; that if the husband should labor less, to tho end of sparing his hands, the wife would have worked far hnrder. with the re- suit of spelling her white ones; true, also, that those ools, which were in deed ill-smclling, paid for the sweet scentsd soups in which Carmen de- lighted. But who makes such ob- 7eIFationo t0 woman? above all, if that woman is nineteen years old and pretty, airy, and graceful a.s the rain bow with it's seven color@ An. yes gratitude may well be a sentiment too sober for a young woman, and justice
 fairness an uncomfortable idea for a joyous imagination These virtues are born of suffering, and Carmen was Almost quito happy.
 Given these conditions, it was not 1t ail iEcG-aiaton+ that tho thoughts and interest of tho Hsherran's wife should turn to Don Jaime d. Mo- Quinenza- from ihc 3ay that tho news M his re:lru to his baronial halls came to th. village at the cliffs foot And in cnc-t, when she sot eyes upon hls worship, CaiInens s butterfly brain and her rnloy;L heart alike sung to her that thi, w5-s 9 lord. q inc gentle man, ana q hero here WAS man worti y of beauty and charm like hers
 As iqr tha lolU ot the manor he was already in love Nth her species, and as tho greater includes the loss. lie was undoubtedly slnittun With Carmen It was not long before they told each other by the tc,egr%phic code Of looks and signals, their mutual and respect i've sentiments, but this pia.onic sys- ten became to both alike insupport- able.
 In tho meantime Dalnioa went on fishing.
 Now, whether 1t came to pass that thn people oi the hamlet. failing to realize anl appreciate their abject contemptIAlity came t0 criticise the dOinFs of thrir fcudnl master, or whether tho hshcrIapn chancod to re- member that his wife waa pretty woman ard Don Jairee 9 hct~blooded gallant, and th0t tho castle and tho cabin were not so widely separated there c;lna Q time when this worthy husband displayed le4s than his usual Ca -crncss to make hi- frequent rounds Of his oul-tIape. He developed, also. certain rheumatic tWinges in his left knee, that impaired his agility in walk ing. and 50 10 hired a strapping lad whom he made his substitute iii con- veying the oo- baskets among tho pur- cha@ers of thc vicinity. This proceed urc Of the fisherman was far from meeting wi;h tho approval of Carmen and Don Jaime.
 One beautiful May evening the two apOusos sat at tho door of their cabin and watched the sinking sun the s;ene sun In those days Of a century and half since that VIC see now above Us. That evening il was sinking as slowly and majesticaily as if is expected never to riso again Il WAS ono of those splendid and soionn moments in which it seems that the world has reached for the first time its apogee of beauty; d melancholy hOur in which the soul appears to assist at the tragedy of the days death as at a new occurrence, which will not Do repeated.
 Carnol and Dami&n, regarding that sun, whose rays dyed tao horizon with strange prophetic light, felt their very souls stirred within them. Un- cultured and rude of nature us they were, they coUla but feel that this was a critical hour, full of doom, of mys- tory of fatality.
 When tho sun had set entirely both breathol heavily, as those who have completed Hong and severe task. The tacit compact wis8 signed between them, each to his own crime, not to be rcnounccd. but irrevocable, as the death of the day that was expiring. They looked at each ot her fall and un- reserved. DAmian lifted his eyes to the castle, on whoeo topmo7t terrace stood the Baron Of Mequinenza, whom he sa!utod Tho loyl had lis eyes fixed on Carmen, who saluted him easily. Damian stretched his rhou- matic leg, md, turning to his wife,