The Princeton union., 1892-02-18
the shepherd that gave his hand

Then he began a sorrowful song, SO
pathetically sorrowful that the women
had tears in their eyes. and Jalomitza
entreated him TO leave of this strain
of melancholy.
| But he was not to be dissuaded, and
still continued to play wearing an ex-
preston Of deep sorrow on his counte-
nance.
Soon evening approached and the
| dancers began to disperse-som in
groups. some alone.
Conan remained, and Jalomitza.
also, as if chained to his side; but the
shepherd had disappeared.
Cease those sounds Conan, y
cried she; you rend my heart to
pieces. You know that though 1 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 wero
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 it's
warbling, followed it all the night
long. without knowing in what direc.
tion she was going. Conan ais, fol-
lowed the bird through the valley to
the edge of stream.
H$When morning approached the be-
wildered maiden pressed her hand to
her forehead and cried out .Where
am l? l 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 Bu-
core'
Conan endeavored to 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 I were but a
bird. l could escape from the caresses
of this monster. -
Scarcely had she said this than her
form took that Of dove which winged
its flight far away into the mist: but
the horse, now changed to a falcon.
from a great height pounced down
upon her. and carried her off in it's
talons to the mountain.
"Ah! were l but field flower"
screamed she in terror; and in a mo.
ment she grew into a blue forget-m e.
not by the rivers side.
The falcon, now changed to butter
hy, hovered around her. alighted on
her. and caressed her with its wings,
Then thought she IF I could take
the form of a nun in a convent at least
l should be hidden.'
Then above her head there SLOWLY
rose the cupola OF church in which
the lights were burning. and solemn
chant was being sung by some hun
dreds of nuns. Wearing the vest
ments OF nun, Jalomitza knelt before
the image OF a saint, her heart beating
with fear though she still had hope
that the sanctuary would be her pro
lection.
With gratitude she raised her ewes
to the face of the image and met the
face OF Bucore 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 con-
secrated, holy place, I cannot be at
peace"'
AS young gazelle she now sprang
up. leaping from rock to rock; but she
unhappily missed her footing. and she
fell straight into the cave OF the En-
chanter, who took the form = of a
sportsman and followed on her track,
crying out ':At length I hold thee in
my power!"
In terror she flew 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! fly" cried hundred voices at
the same time. Fly from hence. un-
fortunate maiden. If thou receivest
kiss from him who pursues thee
thou wilt be turned into stone like
ourselves" g..
At this moment an arrow was shot
and came traversing the whole length
of the cave and grazed the shoulder of
the fugitive gazelle. In the agony of
death she exclaimed, "lf had been a
stream l could have escaped from
him." and suddenly she was precipi-
tated from the grotto in the shape of
an impetuous, turbulent river -.
The Enchanter hurled terrible
malediction, and becoming himself a
rock, seized and tried to hold fast in
his embrace the stream which always
escaped him. ...a%........ ...@..... 49,.
Conan shortly afterwards reached
the grotto. and concentrating all his
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