Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1892-02-19

hcd tears In their eyes and JalomitZa
entreated him TO leave of this strain
OF melancholy.
But he was not to DO dissuaded, and
still continued to play wearing an ex-
preston OF deep sorrow on his counte-
nance.
Soon evening approached and the
dancers began 10 disperse-some in
groups. some alone.
Conan remained. and Jalomitza.
also as il chained to his side; but the
shepherd had disappearel
Cease those sounds Conan, I"
cried she; you rend my heart to
pieces. You know that though | do
not love you, have sworn never to
belong to any other. BE reasonable.
| beseech you, and put aside that
flute"
But still Conan continued his
music: sometimes gayly. As If he were
disposed TO be merry; then in such "a
dolorous fashion that the very
nightingales in the wooded vale be-
low replied TO him.
Near and still nearer came the
nightingale. and by the light OF the
moon the maiden saw the bird perch
itself on Coman's head and accom-
pany him in its song.
Then the bird gradually withdrew
itself; but Jalomitza attracted by its
warbling followed il all the night
long. without knowing in whaG direc-
ton she was going. Conan ais, fol-
lowed the bird through the valley to
the edge of stream.
q When morning approached the be-
wildered maiden pressed her hand TO
her forehead and cried out Where
am !? ! must be far from my home;
and this country seems quite strange
to me. Conan where are we? | am
afraid-that bird-that bird was Blu.
CORE
Conan endeavore1 20 reassure her.
but in vain.
Soon after this beautiful saddle
horse came in sight. Prancing along
valley and bounding towards Jalo-
mitza it rubbed its nose against her
shoulder.
OH cried she. IF | were but e
bird, | could escape from the caresses
Of this monster
Scarcely had she said this than her
form took that OF a dove which winged
its flight far away into the mist; but
the horse now changed to n falcon.
from great height bounced down
upon her. and carried her of In its
taions TO the mountain.
"Ah! were | but "a field flower"
screamed she in terror; and in mo.
ment she grew into blue forget m O.
not by the rivers side.
The falcon now changed TO a butter
fly lowered around her alighted on
her and caressed her with its wings.
Then thought she 'if | could take
the form OF a nun in convent at least
| should be hidden"
Then above her head there SLOWLY
rose the cupola of n church In which
the lights were burning and a solemn
chant was being sung by some hun
dreds OF nuns. Wearing the vest
ments OF IA nun. Jalomitza knelt be ore
the image Of saint her heart beating
with fear though she still had hope
that the sane uary would DO her pro-
lection
With gratitude she raised her eyes
20 the face OF the image and met the
face Of Bucore peering down upon her
His eyes fascinated her so that she
was unable 10 move away even though
the church was now empty.
When night approached, the eyes OF
the image grew luminous. and burned
her like fire. while her tears flowed
without ceasing on the cold stones on
which she knelt
'Ahm cried she. Even in n con.
secrated, holy place. l cannot be AT
peace"
AS a young gazelle she now sprane
up, leaping from rock to rock; but she
unhappily missed her footing. and she
fell straight into the cave OF the En-.
chauter who took the form of n
sportsman and followed on her track.
crying out AT length | hold thee ir
my power"
In terror she few further and fur
ther into the grotto until she reached
its extremity. There she found herself
surrounded by tall upright stones.
which were the forms OF beautiful
young women from whose eyes fell
unquenchable tears.
'Oh! fy!' cried hundred voices AT
the same time Fly from hence. un.
fortunate maiden. If thou receivesi
a kiss from him who pursues thee
thou wilt DO turned into stone like
ourselves"
AT this moment an arrow was shot
and came traversing the whole length
OF the cave and graled the shoulder Of
the fugitive gazelle. In the agony OF
death she exclaimed. If | had been
stream | could have escaped from
him" and suddenly she was preclpi-
tated from the grotto in the shape OF
an impetuous. turbulent river.
The Enchanter hurled terrible
mGlediction and becoming himself
rock, seized and tried to hold fast in
his embrace the stream which always
escaped him.
Conan shortly afterwards reached
the grotto. and concentrating all his
strength flung the flute against the