The record-union., 1892-10-08

knew that serenades and whisperings
over starlit balconies were proper to this
latitude. 1t may be open to question
whether she really was much interested
IN De Mendoza, save as he was type of
the adoring Spaniard. That the scene re-
quired-she could imagine him (for the
time being to be the Cid of ancient le-
gend, and she herself would enact role
OF corresponding elevation. Grace would
doubtless have proSpered better had she
been content with one adorer at time,
but, while turning to new love, she was
by no means disposed to loosen the
chains OF former one, and, though her.
self as jealous as tiger cat of her young,
she could never recognize the proprlety
of a similar passion on the part of her
victims. She had been indignant at
Freeman's apparent inidelity with Mi
rlam, but when she had (as she imagined)
discovered her mistake, she had listened
with heart at ease to the proteStations
OF Don Miguel. She had parted from
him that evening with half-suppressed
understanding that he was to reappear be-
meath her window before daylight, and
she had pictured to herself charming
balcony scene such as she had beheld in
Italian opera. Accordingly, she had at
tired herself in becoming negligee, and
| had spent the fore part of the night some
what reStlesSly, occasionally emerging on
the veranda and gazing down into the
perfumed gloom Of the garden. At length
she fancied that she heard footsteps.
Whose could they be unless Don Migu-
cps? Grace retreated within her window
to await developments. Don Miguel did
not appear, but presently she deserted a
phantom Like figure ascending the flight
of steps to the veranda. Gould that be
he? If so, he was bolder in his wooing
than Grace had been prepared for. But
surely that was a strange costume that he
wore, nor did the unconscious harmony
of the gait at all resemble the senor's
| self-conscious strut. And whittier was
! he going?
| 1t was but too evident that he was GO
| ing straight to the room occupied by
Miriam.
This was too much for Grace's equa-
nimity, She stepped out of her window
and fitted with noiseless step along the
veranda. The figure that she pursued
entered the door of the house and passed
| into the corridor traversing the wing.
Grace was in time to see it cross the
| threshold of Miriam's door which stood
| aiar. She stole to the door and peeped
in. There was the figure, but of Miriam
| there was no trace.
| The figure slowly unfastened and threw
| back the hood which covered its head, at
| countenance was revealed. A torrent OF
! black hair fell down over its shoulders.
| Grace uttered an involuntary exclama-
| ton. 1t was Miriam herself
The two gaZed at each other moment
| in silence.
Goodness me, dearp' said Grace at
last in faint voice, 'how you have fright
ened me! / saw you go in, in that dress,
and l thought you were man! How my
| heart beats! What is the matter?''
This is strange!'' murmured the other,
after pause. Il never heard such words,
and yet l seem to understand, and even
to speak them. 1t must be dream.
| What are your"
why, Miriam, dear, don't you know
Grace?''
"Oh! you think me Miriam. No; not
yetp' She raised her hands and pressed
! her fingers against her temples. but i
| feel her-I feel her coming! Not vet,
Kamaiakan! not SO soon! Do you know
him?" she suddenly asked, throwing
| back her hair and liking an eager gaze on
Grace.
"Know him? Kamaiakan? Why, yes
l-D
mo, not him! The youth-the blue
eyed-the fair beard above his lips
What are you talking about? Not
| Harvey Freeman"
Harvey Freeman! All, how sweet a
name! Harvey Freeman! l shall know
| it now! Tell him." she went on, laying
her. hand majestically upon Grace's
shoulder and speaking with an i'm
pressive earnestness, "that Semitzin
loves himp'
'Semitzin?" repeated Grace, puzzled,
and beginning to feel scared.
'Semitzinv' the other said, pointing to
the child Miriam loves, but with the heart
and soul of a mighty Princess. When he
knows Semitzin he will think of Mi
riam no more.'
"But who is sSemitzin?" inquired Grace,
with fearful curiosity.
1.-THE Princess of Tenochtitlan and the
guardian of the great treasure" was the
reply.
'Good gracious! what treasurer"
"The treasure of gold and precious
stones hidden in the gorge of the desert
hills. None know the place of it but I,
and will give it to none but him l
love-"
But you, said that. Really, my
dear, / don't understand bit! As for
Mr.. Freeman he may care for Semitzin
for aught ! know, but, must confess, l
think you're mistaken in supposing he's
in love with you-if that is what you
mean. l met him before you did, you
know, and If l were to tell you all that
we-'
"WhA are you or Miriam to me? Ah!
she comes! The treasure-by the turn
ing of the white pyramid-six hundred
paces-on the right-the archJ' Her
voice died away. She covered her face
with her hands and trembled violently.
Slowly she let them fall and stared
around her, "Grace, is it you? Has any
thing happened? How came 1 like this?
well, if you don't know Pm afraid I
can't tell you. l had begun to think
| you had gone mad. 1t must be either
that or somnabulism. Who is Semit-
zin?''
'.Semitzin? never heard of him."
1T isn't man-it's Princess. And
the treasurer
Am | asleep or awake? What are you
saying?"
THE white pyramid, you know-'
have done anything
My dear, don't ask me! 1 tell you
| frankly Pm nonplussed. You were
somebody else minute ago. The truth
is, of course, you have been dreaming
awake. Has any one else seen you be-
side me?'
Have been out Of my room?" asked
| Miriam, in dismay.
You must have been. / should think.
to get that costume. Well, the best plan
VIII be, suppose; to say nothing about
1t to anybody. 1t shall be our secret,
dear. Ii l were you / would have one OF
the women sleep in your room in case
you got restless again. It's just an attack
OF nervousness probably, having so many
! strangers in the house all of a sudden.
Now you must go to bed and get to sleep;
! It's awfully late, and there'u be ever so
much going on Tomorrow"
Grace herself slept little that night.
She could not decide what to make OF
this adventure. Nowadays we are pro-
vlded with name for the peculiar psych-