Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-12-07

veioped her dainty figure, and wide.
open pantaloons of Eastern cut fall
sVer little slippers prettily worked in
nomeis, The long golden hair de-
eu from the snowy whiteness of
~ me orow, and fell in curly waves upon
we shoulders and bosom. But how
Can L describe to you the sorcery of
.nae u ioVely countenance, the moist
sla nee OF those black eyes, the smile
sna played around those pomegranate
iips As the foreign boat fioated past
our own the lady put down the long
uec ke1 guitar, on whose golden strings
ne Tnhgers had been dallying, and,
Win skIltul throw, cast lily into our
caoin: calling out at the same time a
rev foreign sounding words The
rowers at once hegsn to ply their oars
ius1iy' ana In the iwinkiing of an eve
were a hundred ards IN front.
Follow, follow, AntonelIol' cried
TIE wenty sequins are
"a ,nIne II We oyerta ke her. If We discover
the home OF this angelic Stranger
You may rely upon me Excellenza,
so long as the oar does not break. and
my arm retains it strength, the beauti-
tul heather shall not escape us
SAnd now to keep my word-to
MAINTAIN my hard won fame. Swift as
the fight of doves fed the stranger be-
fore us, and like a bloodthirsty falcon
We followed up behind. On the left
they turned into one of the side streets.
and there seem ed to slacken their
speed as If to make sure We had not
lost their track, as if they t0ishfd to be
followed-and then once more started
IN wild haste through large and small
canals-past San Nicolo-till at last
both the gondolas were rocking on the
waters OF the lagoon that lies on the
road to Fusina.
'Stlll onward fed the enchanting
boat. Sometimes it was as if shoot
ing star was before us, so gloriously
did the sun stream down on the glitter
ing deck, and l was obliged to close
my eyes to shut out the glare, and
cease for moment to row. Then the
| Count woult urge me on to still greater
efforts, and l would fall on my knee,
and drive thu oar deep into the water
till the foam swirled high to the IRON
comb of the figure head.
From out the pursued gondola
| sounded now and then the sharp cry of
/ the parrot, and then again the notes of
lutte, to which the Moorish boy an
swered with the rattle of the tam bour-
Inc, and at intervals the bewitching,
enticing voice of the Eastern. She
sang:
Where srcades OF oleander,
Purple in the cleaning show,
Where in fOunts marmOrcan wander
Fish that gold and sjver glow;
Where nightingaes
Sigh out their walls
To love sick maidens murm'ring low
There, there,
Shalt thou with me my secret share.
Where the darts from PhGbus' CULVER
Never pierce the myrtle groves.
Where by many lonely river
Birds tTill out their happy loves;
Where the gushing
SUeamlet rushing
Through the stariit diuge royes-
There, there,
Shalt thou with me my secret share.
Orazio MemmO. one OF the cleverest
impro7isers of his time, seized my
either, and answered at once
Where thou Ieadest will follow.
Sweet enigma, after thee;
Heed I not If Joy or sorrow
The Ruerdon OF my quest shall be
Yet on the strand,
Enchsntress, land,
And If thy heart incline to ne
There, there,
Shall l with thee thy secret share.
1--WE were approaching nearer aud
nearer to the strange gondola. Our bow
cut anew the waves before the track of
theirs had disappeared on the water,
and the foam that followed her was
like a siver cord which she had thrown
out to drag us, like prisoners, behind
her. Thus we ran into the Brenta
Canal, flew past the sumptuOus villas
and pleasure houses OF the rich Nene-
tians, and stopped before high mar
| BILE portal, through the gilt bars of
which we could look into a spacious
garden laid out with princely magnif-
cence.
"The stranger stepped out By San
| Marco Il Queenly form with witChtng
grace in every movement Slowly she
| turned her face, lighted with the
sweetest smile, once more toward my
master; from the soft, black, gazelle-
| like eyes cleaned on him a friendly
| light, and then she moved forward
from the spot. The little Moor, hold
| ing a gaudy sunshade over the head of
his mistress, and the chattering bird on
his fist, followed close at her heels.
The gates few open, shut clsshing be-
hind them; the pair then slowly ap-
preached the castle through a lane
| formed of laurels and myrtles, and
vanished.
beautiful as dreamr cried Signor
Memmo, rousing himself from his be-
wilderment; and to whom does the
garden, the castle, belong?'
"1 do not know at all, Excellenzs; /;
L see them to-day for the first time;
and yet this is the Brenta Canal-a
thousand times have l rowed over it; l
know every gate, every villa, every
bush-but by San Antonio, never have
[ seen a stone of this castle before.
All, Illustrissimo, take my word for
1t, all is not as it should be herel 1t is
the delusion of the devil, nothing
more. Utter but one 'paternoster,
and the whole phautasm will vanish
like a streak of mist. Have you not
heard of vampires? You have only to
ask the Grecian and 1llyrlan boatmen,
and they will tell you how the wraiths
of these.child. murderers appear as
youpQ ana beautiful women, and fill
with love the brains of the young men,
and suck out their hearts blood as
they slumber And such a vampire is
! the Eastern princess there-I will take
I the sacrament to it, Take my advice,
ExcelIenza. Let us return, and that
as quickly as possible. Here we stand
on unholy ground.
"l looked round now for the strange
! Qondola; she had vanished completely,
as though swallowed by the Brenta.
II pointed this out to my
master; he called me super
stitious and simpleton. I began to
repeat an ave- but the castle refused
to vanish, and remained before my
ewes a substantial and obstinate fact.
Black expresses looked with elongated
necks over the wall, and fig-trees
stretched gnarled branches like fin
gers toward us, as if to beckon us in:
! Glitter1np lizards crept mp the para