Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-02-14

sometimes gayly, as if he were disposed to
be merry; then in such dolorous fashion
that the very nightingales in the wooded
vale below replied to him.
Near and still nearer came the nightin
gale, and by the light of the moon the
maiden saw the bird perch itself on Co.
mans head and accompany him in its
song.
Then the bird gradually withdrew itself
but Jalomitza, attracted by its warbling
| followed it all the night long without
knowing in what direction she was going
| Conan also followed the bird through the
valley to the edge of a stream.
When morning approached, the Devil
dered maiden pressed her hand to her
forehead and cried out, where am |?
must be far from my home, and this coun
try seems quite strange to me. Conan.
where are wep | am afraid-that bird
that bird was Bucore"
Conan endeayored to reassure her, but
in vain.
Soon after this Il beautiful saddle horse
came in sight. Prancing along a valley
and bounding toward Jalomitza, it rubbed
its nose against her shoulder
oh" cried she, "if were but a bird
could escape from the caresses of this mon
sterp
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 falcon, from a great height
bounced down upon her and carried her
Off in his talons TO the mountain.
"Ahl were but a field flower" screamed
she in terror, and in a moment she grew
into blue forgetmenot by the rivers side
The falcon, now changed to a butterfly
lowered around her, alighted on her and
caressed her with its wings.
Were | but trout in stream" now
thought JalomitZa, and Immediately she
was turned into a silvery fish; but the
butterfly became a net, which caught the
trout and held it up in the air until it
thought it would die. Half dead, the
poor young thing cried. Were | but a
izardp
Immediately she was gliding swiftly
along across herbs and flowers, and
thought TO hide herself under every leaf
or every stone; but from a neighborinp
stone there sprang out a serpent, which
so fascinated her with its terrible eyes
that she remained motionless
Then thought she, III could take the
form of nun, in convent at least.
should be hidden"
Then above her head there slowly rose
the cupola Of a church in which the lights
were burning, and solemn chant was be
ing sung by some hundreds Of nuns Wear
ing the vestments Of nun, Jalomitza
knelt before the image Of saint her heart
beating with fear. though she still had
hope that the sanctuary would be her pro
lection
With gratitude she raised her eyes to the
face Of the image and met the face of Blu
core peering down upon her His eyes
fascinated her so that she WAS unable to
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
"Ah" cried she Even in a consecrated.
holy place | cannot be at peacel Were |
but "A cloudp
Then the cupola above her opened, spread
out and became gradually the vault Of
heaven, in which, as Il cloud, she foated TO
a prodigious height. But her prosecutor
pow became the wind, and pursued her to
the north, to the south, to the east to the
west, all around the globe.
Better grain Of sand than this" cried
the weary, storm driven cloud, which
quickly fell TO the earth as a tiny grain Of
golden sand. Bucore was now, however, "A
peasant, walking barefooted in the bed Of
the stream in search Of gold dust
Next Jalomitza became drop Of dew on
a gentienella flower, but there her perse
cutor was a sunbeam, and overwhelmed
her with light and heat.
As a young gazelle she now sprang up
leaping from rock to rock; but she unhap.
PLY missed her footing, and she fell
straight into the cave Of the Enchanter
who took the form Of a sportsman, and fol
lowed on her track, crying out. AT length
| hold thee in my power"
In terror she flew farther and farther
into the grotto until she reached its ex
tremity There she found herself sur
rounded by tall, upright stones, which
were the forms of beautiful young women
from whose eyes fell unquenchable tears.
"Oh, hyP' cried hundred voices at the |
same time. Ely from hence, unfortunate
maiden. II thou receivest kiss from him |
who pursues thee thou wilt be turned into |
stone like ourselves"
At this moment an arrow was shot and |
;ame traversing the whole length Of the |
ave and grazed the shoulder Of the fugi |
i've gazelle. In the agony Of death she ex |
claimed, "lf ! had been stream could |
nave escaped from him." and suddenly she
vas precipitated from the grotto in the |
'hape OF an impetuous, turbulent river
The enchanter hurled terrible maledic
ion, and becoming himself rock seized |
md tried to hold fast in his embrace the
tream which always escaped him.
Conan shortly afterward reached the
rotto, and concentrating all his strength
lung the flute against the rock on whose
face he recognized that Of Blu
ore, and the enchantment was at end
In future neither Encore nor Jalomitza
ould change their form, and TO this day I
he Jalomtza continues its turbulent
curse, and the rock Bucore remains with
arms
Conan built chapel at the entrance 10
he grotto and became a hermit, passing
rs days in mournful contemplation Of his
alomitza- Carmen sylvia, Queen Of Rou
mania