The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1891-02-02

he could see the inmates seated around the
fireplaces where cakes made of powdered
corn were baking. He looked upon these
happy ones and then contrasted their lot
with MS. lie, Prince. envied their simple
enjoyment.
at last he reached the palace, and went
straight to the apartments of the King.
May speak with thee. o King?" he said
The old King raised himself from his
couch of furs and told his son to proceed.
Father" said Yulo, that of which l
am to speak is Of great moment to me. 1
love Isoletta, who you know is by birth a
Prin "ess."
"Can 1 believe that which 1 hear you
son, love one OF the deposed royal family?
GU are to marry the daughter of the mighty
King who rules the city far awav."
Father. you must allow me"
u never shall, my son." said the King,
furious with rage.
Yulo said no more, but turned away and
passed out through the curtained doorway.
leaving the King seated upon his couch,
amazed at what had come to pass.
Yulo took his way to his way to his own
apartments, and, seating himself, began to
think.
From his window he could see the stars
twinkling in the sky, and he wished that he
was free from this earth aud could, like the
mighty eagle, soar among those sparkling
jewels
He had an awful thought which was fore
most in his brain. At first he banlshed it as
being too horrible to dwell upon. Then it
would come to him, again and again.
Directly beneath his windows lay a mar
row shelf of rock, about the width of a
hand. At the other end of the palace were
the Kings apartments, and the shelf of rock
ran the entire distance.
As Yulo gaZed from his window he shud-
dered, not at the awful abyss, but at what
he was about to do. The darkness of the
world h1anLynr bic
He put out his lamp, and in the darkness
sat waiting; waiting for what?
The night wore on, and the God of Dark
ness held the world in his black arms. At
last Yulo walked to the window. The cool
night air famed his hot cheeks.
For few moments he gaZed upon the
sight; above the star-crowned heavens, and
below the intense darkness. His soul, too,
was standing on the brink of precipice.
ROHsing himself, he climbed out of his
window onto the narrow shelf of rock. In
one hand he held stout cord of hide. Out
into The darkness he went upon that narrow
shelf of rock, where one misstep would hurl
him down to certain death.
He was not absent long, but when he re-
turned the cord of hide was gone. He fell
upon his couch aud Thought.
The night wore on and at last the Sun
God sent his servants TO light up his lamps
in the eastern sky, and then the glorious
sun rose over the distant hills and Shed its
OF the City OF the Sun. The people began
to awake. Soon the sound of the mills
grinding the daily supply OF corn was heard
The women began cooking the morning
meal.
Suddenly from the palace came a sound
which sent dismay to every heart Men
seized their arms and hurried toward the
palace gates. 1t was the sound of the war
drums and trumpets calling all to arms
What could it mean? No foe was in sight
Suddenly a man rushed by, holding in his
hand trumpet, which at intervals he blew.
and then shouted: The Kingl The King!
The great ruler of the City of the Sun, Is
murdered! Murdered! Murdered p and as
he vanished in the distance | could family
hear the words, Murdered Murderedp'
Hastily bent my steps TO the palace. By
this time nearly all the people of the city
we're there assembled.
Yes, the old King had been murdered. At
break of day he had been found upon his
couch with cord of hide twisted about his
neck, and his arms tied to his sides by
bright-eOlored scarf which he ha d worn the
day before.
Dead Gone to that life we know moth
ing of. Gone over that road l may to-mor-
row traverse, but over which l ne'er shall
pass but once.
ITO he continued