Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-04-05

| Is certainly orlflnal, though II lacks vii.
| There is least wit whsre there is most
| love. Unorna. take no account of the
| height Of NY folly whcn see the depth Of
MY love, which has swallowed up myself
and all ny life. In the last hour have
| known its depth and breadth and strengt h,
| for have seen What 1t can bear. And why
should I complain Of it, Have not many
times said that would die for you will
iLEly, and is " not dying for you TO die for
love Of youl To prove my faith it were too
easya death. When loos into your face
know that there is in me the heart that
uade true Christian martyrs
Cnorna laughed.
Would you be a nartyrl" she asked.
Not for your taiyh-but for the faith
once had in you-and for the love that no
nartyrdoyn could xiii. Aye-to prove that
love | would die hundred de4lhs-and 10
gain yours would dis the death eternal. 5"
And you would have deserved II. HIVE
you not deserved enough already, enough OF
!nar-yrdOm for tracking ME today. following
NE stsalthily, like thief and ! spy, 10 ind
out my ends and my doingsf
i love you, Cnorna."
And therefore you suspect me OF IN
imaginable evil-and therefore you come
out Of your hiding place and accuse me Of
things l have neither done nor thought Of
doing. building M false hood upon lie, and
lie upon f2lsehood in the attempt TO ruin
ship and who is my friend. You are foolish
to throw yourself upon my mercy, Israel
hafks.
"Foolishl Yes, and mad, too! And my
madness is all you have left me-tale tit
IS yours. You cannot Kill my love. Deny
my words, deny your deeds. Let all be
false in you-it is but one pain more and
M heart IS not broken Vet. II Will bear
another Tell me that what l saw had no
rea!ity-that you did not MAKE him sleep
here, on this spot, bsfore my eyes-th2t
you did not pour your love into his sleeping
ears, that you did not command, i1nplore, ell
t~eat-9nd fail What IS II al 10 he whe her
you speak the truth or Roti Tell NE ii IS
not trGs that would die thousand mar
tyrdOms for your suke, as you are, and if
you were thousand times worse than you
are! Your wrong, your right, your truth.
your falsehood, you yourself. are swallowed
up il the love bear you! l love you al
ways, and l will sayit, and say it again
ah, your eyes! love ;ham, too! Take ne
into them. UEorns-whctber in haze or
love-but in oye-ycs-lOve-Cnor
golden Urcrna!"
With the cry on his lips-the name he had
given her in other d&ys-he made enc mad
step forward, throwing out his arms as
though TO clasp her 20 him. But it WAS too
late. Even while he had been speaking,
her mysterious influence md oycrpowercI
him. as he had known that it would, when
she so pleased.
She caught his two hands il the air and
pressed him back ami he'd him against tAe
tail slab. The whole pitilessness of her
nature CLEANED like a cold light in Eer
white face.
There was a martyr of your race once"
she said in cruel tones. His name was
Simon beles You talk Of martyrdoul!
You shall know what it means-,hOush it
be too good for you, who spy upon the
woman whom you say you love"
The hectic flush Of passion sank from
Israel hafLas check. Rigid, with OUT
stretched arms and bent head, he stood
Us though raised 10 heaven in silent suppH-
cation, We're the sculplured binds that
marked the last resting place OF y hohn.
You shall know now" s2id CpOrua.
" You shall suffer indeed
CHAPTER XIV.
Unorna's voice s4Ls from the tone OF
anger to lover pitch. She spoke quietly
and very distinctly. As though 70 impress
every word upon the ear Of the man WHO
WIS il her power. The Wanderer listened,
too. scarcely comprehending Ut first, but
slowly yielding 10 the influence she cGertGd
until The vision rose before him also with
Ill its moving scenes in all ! : ruth and in
Al its horror. As IN dream, he desolate
battle-ground YVES peopled with forms and
faces OF 0: her days; the gravestoneS rose
from The earth and piled themselves into
gloomy houses and remote courts and
dim streets and venerable churches, the
dry and twisted trees shrank down, AID
broadsneI and swung their branches rs
arms, and drew up their roots out Of the
ground as fee. under them, and moved
hither and thither, and the knots aud bosses
and gnarlS upon them became faces, dGrE,
eggle-lke and keen, and the creasing and
cracking OF The boughs and twigs under tue
piercing blast that swep. cy. became articu-
late and like the voices Of old men talking
argrily together. There were sudden
changes from day to night, and from night
to day. In dark chambers crouching men
took counsel OF blood together under he
feeble rays Of a Pickering lamp II the
this uncertain twilight Of winter,
muh6ed figures lurked q: the corners
OF streets, waiting for sons one to pass,
who must not escape them. As the Wan
derer gazed and listened, Israel E4fka was
transformed. He no longer stood with out
stretched arms, his back against crun-
bling slab, his hlmy eyes liked on CnorHa' ;
face. lie grew Younger; his features were
those of boy Of scarcely thirteen years,
pale. earnest, and frightened by q soft
light. which followed him hither and
thi,her and he was not alone. He mOved
with others through the cd familiar streets
of he city, clothed in fashion Of other
times, speaking in accents comprehensive
but unlike the speech OF to-day, acting in
dim and far-oE life that had once been.
The Wanderer looked, and. Is in dreams,
he knew that what he saw WIS unreal,
he knew that the changing walls and
streets and houses and public places were
built up Of SraveStOnes, which. IN truth,
were deeply planted in the ground, i'm
movable and incapable OF spontaneous mo-
ton; he knew that the crowds OF men and
women we're not human beings. but gnaTled
and twisted trees rooted in the earth. and
that the hum Of voices which reached his
ears WAS but the sound OF dried branches
bonding ii the wind; he knew that Israel
kafka was not the pale-faced boy who
gliIed from place TO place. followed every
where by soft radiance; he knew that !
Unorpa was the source and origin Of the |
vision, and that the mirGling speeches Of /
the actors, now shrill in angry alteration, !
now Kissing IN low, terVe whisper, were |
really formed upon UporLa's lips and made !
audible through her tones, as the chorus Of |
indistinct speech proceeded from the sway |
Ing trees. II was to him ~ illusion of |
which he understood the key and pene- |
tgated the secret, but it was marvellous in |
lis way, and be was hold enthIalled from |
the first moment when IL began to unfold it, |
self Ee understood, further, that Israel !
kafka was in a state different from this; |
that he was suffering all the reality OF |
another life, which to the WaIderer was but !
dream. For tho moment all his faculties |
had double perception Of things and |
sounds, distinguishing clearly between the |
fact and the mirage hat distorted and OBJ !
secured it. For the moment he was aware |