The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1893-06-23

those strong beautiful words that could
tell how we loved. We told each
other
Without your fathers consent?"
asked the nun. almost severely. Bea-
trice's eyes flashed.
lis u woman's heart a dog that
must follow at heelp" she asked,
fiercely. I'VE loved. That was
enough. MY father had the power but
not the heart. to come between US. We
told him, then. for we were not cow
ards. We told him boldly that 1t
must be. He was a thoughtful man
who spoke little. He said that we
must part at once. before we loved each
other b~etter--and that we should soon
forget. We looked at each other. the
man / loved and l. We knew that we
should love better yet. pared or to-
gether. though we could not telt how
that could be. But we knew also that
such love a. there was between us WAS
enough. My father gave no reasons.
but l knew that he hated the name Of
my mothers nation. VI course we
met again. remember that I could
cry In those days. My father had not
learned to part us then. Perhaps he was
not quite sure himself. At all events
the parting did not come SO soon. We
told him that we would wait forever II
it must be. He may have been
touched. though little touched him at
the best. Then. one day, suddenly
and without warning. he took me
away to another city. And what Of
him? l asked. He told me that there
was an evil fever in the city and that
it had seized him-the man / loved.
He Is free to follow US If he
pleases, said my father. But he never
came. Then followed a journey, and
another. and another, uni, l knew
that my father was travelling to avoid
him. When l saw that l grew silent
and never spoke his anne again.
Farther and farther. longerand longer,
to the endss of the earth. We saw
many. people; many asked for my
hand. Sometimes / heard of him
from men who had seen him lately. I
waited patiently, for I knew that he
was on our track, and sometimes felt
that he was near."
"Unorna met me after compline to-
night. I could not but speak to her
and then / was deceived. I cannot
tell whether she knew what / am to
him, but she deceived me utterly.
She told me a strange story OF her own
life. I was lonely. l cannot tell how
it was. I began to speak. and then /
forgot that she was there, and told
ALL"
''She made you tell her by her Sc
cret arts" said Sister Paul, in a low
voice.
'.No-I was lonely. and l believed
that she was good, and / felt that l
must speak,"
Her evil arts-her evil arts" re-
peated the nun, shaking ner head.
Come. my dear child, let US see II all
is in order there, upon the altar. II
these things are to be known they
must be told in the right quarter.
The sacristan must not see that any
one has been in the church."
You must help me to find him.
she said, firmly. HE is not far
away"
..Help you to find himg' she stam-
mered. But 1 cannot-I do not
know am AFRAID it is not right-an
affair OF love-"
can affair of life. Sister Paul, and
of death, too, perhaps. This woman
lives in Prague. She is rich and
must be well known"
We'll known. indeed. 1n6 well
known-the witch they call her"
Then there are those who know
her. Tell me the name of one person
only"
There is one. at least, who knows
her." she said at length. "a great
lady here-it is said that she, too,
NEEDLES with forbidden practices. and
that Unorna has often been with her;
that together they have often called
up the spirits OF the dead with
strange rappings and writings. She
knows her, l am sure, for 1 have
talked with her, and she says
it is all natural. and hat
there is a learned man with
them sometimes, who explains how
all such things may happen in the
cOurs of nature-a man-let me see
he has a goddess name, too, half
heather and half Christian, and no
one knows his country-let me see;
let me sect is George. l think. but
not as we call it, not Jirgi, nor Jegor,
no, it sounds harder-Ke-Keyrgi-
no, Keyork-Keyork Arab"
"Keyork Arabianr' exclaimed Bea-
trice. lis he here"
You know him?" Sister Paul
looked almost suspiciously at the
young girl.
Indeed I do. He was with US in
Egypt once. He showed us wonder
full things among the tombs. A
strange little man, who knew every
thing, but very amusing"
Il do not know. But that is his
name. He lives in Prague"
How can l find him? I must see
him at once-he will help me-"
II should be sorry that you should
talk with him." she said. II fear he
is no better than Unorna, and per-
haps worse"