Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-01-25

glanced keenly at MS companion.
''What is she? She has an odd name.
"As for her name, 1t is easily accounted
for She was born on the 18TH day OF
February, the year of her birth being bisex-
tile. Unor means February, Unorna, de-
rivative adjective, belonging to February.
Someone gave her the name TO commemorate
the circumstance.
Her parents, i suppose.
''Most probably-whoever they may have
BEEN"
And what is she?" the Wanderer asked.
"She calls herself a WITCH" answered
Eeyork with considerable scorn. 81 do not
know what she is, nor what to call her-s
sensitive, an hysterical subject, medium, a
witch-a fool, if you like, or a charlatan il
YOU prefer the term. Beautiful she is, al
least, whatever else she may not be.
'fYes, she is beautiful"
$50 you have seen her, have you?" The
little man again looked sharply up at his
tall companion. You have had a consul
tation-"
Docs she give consultations? Is she a
professional seer?'' The Wanderer asked
the question in q tone of surprise "Do you
mean that she maintains an establishment
upon such scale out of the proceeds oi
fortune-telling?"
"Pdo not mean anything of. the sort For
tune-telling is excellent! Very good!' Ke-
york's bright eyes flashed with amusement.
''What are YOU doing here-I mean in this
churchP'' He put the question suddenly.
"Pursuing-an idea, if you please to call
it So"
"Not knowing what you mean 1 must
please to call your meaning by your own
name for it. II is your nature to be enig-
matte. Shall we 60 out? If you stay here
much longer shall be petrifed instead of
embalmed. shall turn into dirty old red
marble, like Tziho's efigy there, an awful
warning to future philosophers, and an ex-
ample Tor the edifcation Of the faithful who
worship here"
They walked toward the door, and the
contrast between the appearance of the two
brought the ghost OF a smile to the thin lips
of the pale sacristan, who was occupied IN
renewing the tapers upon one of the side
altars. Keyork Arabian might have stood
for the portrait OF the gnome king His
high and pointed head, his immense beard,
his stunted but powerful and thick-set limbs,
his short, sturdy strides, the fiery, half
humorous, half-threatening twinkle of his
bright ewes gave him all the appearance of
a fantastic figure from fairy tale, and the
diminutive height oil his compact frame set
off the noble stature and graceful motion of
his companion.
so YOU were pursuing an idea," said the
little man as they emerged into the narrow
street. Now, ideas may be divided Yari-
ouslv into classes, as for instance, ideas
which are good, bad, or Indifferent Or you
may contrast the idea of Plato with ideas
anything but plaIonic-take it as You please.
Then there is my idea, which is, in itself,
good, interesting and worthy of the embalm-
ing process, and there is your idea, which
am human enough to consider altogether
bad, worthless or frivolous. for the plain
ana substantial reason that it is not mine.
ltis certainly not for my welfare that you
are sacrificing yourself. You admit that
you are pursuing an idea. Perhaps you
are in search of some new and curious form
OF mildew, and when you have found it
or something else-vou will name your dis
covery Fungus PragonSiS,' or 'CryDto-
odnus Minor ErrGntES'-'the Wanderers
toadstool.' But L know you OF old, my
good friend. The idea YOU pursue is not an
idea at ali, but that specimen of the genus
homo known as woman species lady,
variety true love- vulgar designation
sweetheart
The Wauderer stared coldly at his COM
panion.
Tie vulgarity of the designation is, in
deed, only equaled by that of your taste in
telecting it,'' he said slowly. Then he
turned away, intending to leave Keyork
standing where he was.
But the little man had already repented
of his speech. lie ran quickly to his
friends side and laid one hand upon his
arm. The Wanderer paused and again
looked down.
"Is it OF any use 10 be offended with my
speeches? Am L an acquaintance OF yester-
dav? Do you imagine that it could ever be
MY intention TO annoy you? The questions
were asked rapidly, in tones of genuine
anxiety.
Indeed, ] hardly know how could sup
pose that. You have always been friendly
but L confess-vour names for things are not
-alwavs--"
The Wanderer did not complete the SEN
tence, but looked gravely at keyorkS as
though wishing to convey very clearly again
what he had before expressed in words.
III we were fellow countrymen, and had
our native language in common, we should
not so easily misunderstood one another"
replied the other. Come, forgive my lack
of skill, and do not let us quarrel. Perhaps
] can help you. You may know Prague
well. but know it better. Will you allow
me to say that know also whom it is you
are seeking here?''
.'Yes. You know. / have not changed
since we last met, nor have circumstances
favored me-"
Tell me-have you really seen this
Unorna, and talked with her?''
This morning.
And she could not he p you?''
II refused to accept her help until 1 had
dime all that was in my power to do
You were rash. And have you now done
all. and failed?"
81 have"
'Then, if you will accept an humble sug-
gestion from me, you will go back to her at
once"
q know very little of her. do not alto
gether trust her
Trust? Power of Eblis-or any other
powers! Who talks of trust? Does the
wise man trust himself? Never. Then how
can he dare trust anyone else?''
Your cynical philosophy again." e1-
claimed the Wanderer
philosophy? 1 am a mysosophist! All
wisdom is vanity, and hate it, Anthology
is my study. autosophy nv ambition, au-
tonomy my pride. l am the great Panego-
ist, the would-be conseryatOr of sell, the in
spired prophet of the universal l. I'LL!
Ny creed has but one word and that word
but one letter; tina: letter represents unity,
and unity is strength. 1 am lone, indi-
visible, ceDtrali o l! Hail, and live for
everI'
Again the little mans rich bass voice
rang out in mellow laughter. A very faint
smile appeared upon his compan1on's sad
face.
"You are happy, Keyork," he said. "You
must be, since you can laugh at yourself so
honestly
"At myself? Vain mani am laughing
at you and at every one else-at everything
except myself. VIII you go to Unorna?
You need not trust her any more than the
natural infrmity of your Judgment sug-