San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-12-23

felt before when l fancied that she has
hypnoti2ed me-"
Yes" he answered. She made
you sleep"
Why? Do you know? If she
made me dream anything l have for
gotten it,"
The Wanderer hesitated moment
Il cannot answer your question:
he said at length.
"Ah-she told me that you hated
her." said Kafka, turning his dark
eyes to his companion. But yet"
he added, that is hardly a reason
why you should not tell me what hap
pened."
Il could not tell you the truth with
cat saying something which have no
right to say TO a which |
could not easily say to a friend"
"You need not spare me"
1T might save you"
Then say it-thoughI do not know
from what danger am to be saved.
But can guess, perhaps. You would
advise me to give up the attempt to
win her?"
Precisely. need say no more. ="
ION the cont ary," said KRfka
with sudden energy, 'when a man
gives such advice as that to a stranger
he is bound to give also his reasons. "
The Wanderer looked at him calm
ly as he answered.:
Zone man need hardly give a reason
for saving another mans life. Yours
is in danger"
81 see that you hate her, as she
said you did"
You and she are both mistaken in
that. | am not in love with her, and
| have ceased to be her friend. As
for my interests in you, it does not
even pretend to be friendly. Il is
that which any man may feel for a
fellow being, and what any man wOuld
feel who had seen what | have seen
this afternoon"
The calm bearing and speech of the
experienced man of the world carried
weight with it in the eyes of the
young Moraviau.
If am to lose her love, l would
rather lose my life also, and by her
hand" he said hotly. You are
warning me against her. feel that
you are honest, and | see that you
are in earnest. THANK you. If am
in danger, do not try to save me.
saw her face a few moments ago,
and she spoke to me. l cannot be-
lieve that she is plotting my destruc-
ton"
What did she say to me when
was asleepP" he asked after short
pause.
did you ever hear the story OF
Simon AbelesP" the Wanderer in
quired by way of answer.
Kafka frowned and looked round
sharply.
Simon Abeles? He was a renegade
Hebrew boy. His father killed him.
He is buried in the Teyn Church?
What Of him? What has he to do with
Unorna or with me? | am myself a
jew. The time has gone by when we
Jews hid our heads. | am proud Of
what | am, and | will never he a
Christian. What can Simon Abeles
have TO do with mc?"
Little enough, now that you are
awake
And when l was asleep-what
thenP She made me see him, per-
hapsP"
''She made you live his life. She
made you suffer all that he suffered
m
WHAT" cried Israel Kafka, in a
loud and angry tone.
What | say" returned the other,
quietly.
And you did not interfere? You
did not interfere? No-of course-I
forgot that you are Il Christian"
Il would have stopped her if I
could" he said.
"Were you sleeping, tooP" asked
Kafka hotly.
II cannot tell. l was powerless,
though l was conscious. saw only
Simon Abeles in it all, though |
seemed to be aware that you and he
were one person. did interfere so
soon as | was free TO move. | think
l saved you life. was carrying you
away in my arms when she walked
you"
Il thank you-I suppose it is as you
feline. You could not move, but you
saw it all, you say. You saw me play
the part of the apOstate, you heard
me. confess the Christians faith?'
'Yes-I saw you die in agony, con-
Tossing it still"
Israel Kafka ground his teeth and
turned his face away. The Wanderer
1900. - I, 4l,r