Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1892-01-26

struck my ear 1 listened and heard
strange melody, now slow and sad, now
rapid and lively The sounds seemed to
fall from the sky | looked up. and on
the roof of the cabin saw u young girl
in straight dress with disheveled hair
like naiad
looked again toward the singer, but
she had disappeared A moment after
81 passed rapidly before me, singing
another song and swapping her fingers.
She went to the old woman and said
something to her The old woman
seemed annoyed The young girl burst
into a laugh Then, with bound, she
came close to me, suddenly stopped and
looked at me fxedly, as though sur
prised to see me. Then, turning away
with an air of Indifference she walked
quietly toward the shore
All the rest of the day | saw her at
short intervals always singing and
dancing.
had never seen such woman before
She could scarcely be called beautiful,
but have my own ideas on the subject
of beauty There was a thoroughbred
look about her, and with women, as
with horses, there is nothing like breed
What charmed me in her was the ex-
traordinary suppleness of her figure, the
singular movements of her head and
her long fair. hair hanging down in
waves of gold on her neck and her nose.
which was perfectly formed and in her
sidelong glance there was something
dark and wild.
Toward the evening | stopped ufy Tn,
dine at the door of the hut and said to
her:
"Tell me, my pretty one, what were
you doing today on the roof
81 was seeing in what direction the
wind blew"
GLOW did that concern your
Whence blows the wind, thence comes
happiness"
"And your singing was to bring YOU
| good fortuneY'
"Where singing is heard there Is Iry:'
But what should you say if your
singing caused unhappiness?"
| "If unhappiness arrives it ui".t be
borne And from grief to joy the dis
lance is not great
"Who taught you those songs?'
"No one; dream and | sing, those
who understand me listen to me, and
those who do not listen to me cannot I'M
derstand me-"
"What is your manner
ASK those who baptized me-"
"And who baptized your"
Il do not know"
"Ah! you are very mysterious. but
know something about you"
There was no sign of emotion on hel
| face: her Inns did not move.
"Last night" continued, you were
on the seashore." Then told her the
scene l had witnessed thought thil
would have caused her to evince some
symptom of anxiety. but it had no sucl
effect.
"You assisted at curious interview,
she said to me with laugh; "but yot
do not know much and what you d.
know you had better keep under loci
and key, as you would keep some pre-
cious treasure.
"But it," continued with grave ant
almost menacing air. II We're to relat
what saw to the commantlantY
At these words she darted away, sing
ing, and disappeared like a frightened
bird.
The night came. | told my Cossacl
to prepare the tea urn, lighted wa,
candle, and sat down at the table, smok
ing my long pipe. | was drinking m.
tea, when the door opened and hear
the rustling of a dress. | rose hastil
and recognized my siren.
She sat down silently beside me an
fixed me with a look which made m
tremble; one of those magical look
which had troubled my life in earle
days Her countenance was pale q
death In its paleness thought coul
see the agitation Of her heart. Her fin
gers struck mechanically on the table
her body seemed to shudder; her bosor
rose violently and the moment after
ward seemed depressed
This species of comedy tired me q
last, and | was about to bring it to a
end in the most prosaic manner by Offer
ing MY fair visitor cup of tea, whe
suddenly she rose and taking my -hea
in her hands gased at me with all tn
appearance of passionate tenderness.
A cloud covered my eyes, and wishe
in my turn to kiss her, but she escape
like snake, murmuring as she did 81
Tonight when everything is quie
meet me on the shore Then she di
appeared, upSettlng as sne ala SO my te
) urn and my solitary light
"She is the very mischiefv cried IN
l Cossack, who had been looking out If
) his share of the tea
He then lay down on the bench, an
gradually my agitation subsidized.
''Listen," said to him. IF you hes
: a pistol shot, hurry down as fast as 20
can to the shore"
He rubbed his eyes, and replied m
chanically, Eyes, sir.
t placed my pistol in my belt and wei
q out The siren was waiting for me 1
the top of the path leading down to tt
4 sea, lightly clad in a stuff which clun
= to her waist like a scarf.
> "Folkow me-" she said, taking me
J. the hand
d We walked down the rocky path
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