The record-union., 1894-03-24

| 06arQ y ufa breathe Il SOit ''-Alnon -
The touching little signaling and
/ prayer was meant the artist drew from
the lad as they resumed their journey, as
| a blessing by sister and brother each
upon the other, and that each might know
that all was well, and, though apart. their
prayers and hearts were one.
Then Herr Paulus told Jura in simple
words of his wish to come among the
Tatras folk, and Jura promised to guide
him part of the way along the nights
the next morning.
But how will they know that / should
| be welcomed; that L am your triend?"
asked the artist anXiously. Il care to
see Terese now more than all. Will she
befriend me among all these strange folk
and herds?"
''All who come may remain among our
people," answered Jura with smiling
face: land but once show Terese your pict-
ures there-the one with Jura in ii, sir'
he continued with some confusion, 'and
her hut. her heart. yes, half her herd,
may be yours ~
1t was Herr Paulus who was blushing
now, for his heart kindled strangely to
the Tatras maiden he had never seen. and
ne held his portfolio closer than ever be-
fore, until they came with the night to
Arva and the courtyard of a little inn.
Here Jura looked appealingly into his
new friends face and then 10 the wretched
objects beneath the cover behind them.
| The mute inquiry was answered by Herr
Paulus Immediately. He sought the
landlord and bargained with him for
weeks housing and care of the mother
and her babe; saw a physician and gave
him still other guilders for medical at
| tendance; and then found popa, or
priest, willing to see that the pair. when
restored to semblance OF life, were sent
| Oh to Vienna to an address the women
| had WhprA she WOnlH tn kin
and friends.
This done, the great artist of Chemnitz
| found he had less than forty guilders left
on earth, WhereupCn he passed restful
night with Jura in his cart, dreaming
only witching dreams OF beauteous shep-
herdesses beckOning TO misty nights be-
side sylvan streams and deecy, tinkling
| herds.
w lille brealfasting together in the inn
! Kitchen the next morning, Il kellner came
with request from the Hebrew woman
for word with those who had succored
! her and her child.
81 cannot see her, Jura. I must be off
to Terese and the herds. My heart is al
ready sore from these cruel scenes. Speak
with her yourself, Jura. when you re-
| turn from showing me the way. You can
| tell me what it is when L return from the
| mountains to Arva.''
! They set out early. for the polonias or
| OpGh SpdC6S III tli6 IllOuuldluS where Iu0
Iatras folk Craze the herds, are a half
| days journey above Arva to the east.
Jura kept Herr Paulus company for an
| hour or TWO, and was then able to show
him the way so he could continue alone.
| They parted atfectionately Jura return
ing to his cart in the innyard and the
artist moving forward up the nights with
strange and almost solemn elation OF
mind and heart.
The glories of this mountain journey
are unrivaled. Wild, rugged, grand
| nature, unchanged since creation by the
hand of man, was the artists for sole aud
complete enjoyment.
This, too, was startlingly varied by
occasional almost simultaneous views of
a marvelously differing character as he
now and then came to the very peaks of
nation-dividing nights.
10 the north the country sloped across
Galicia, along the great Polish plain into
Russian Poland. Winter still held all
the further northern land of terror and
famine III It's steely grasp. Only in
Galicia, and then in some of it's sheltered
southern valleys, was the Joyous glad
ness of spring yet manifest. To the south,
another cline; another land; indeed
another world. Hungary. land of wine
and dance and song, encircled by its
mighty wreath of mountains, and visible
III all its witching radiance as far as dis
tdhb lOuud-I Sobu, Lay SDT6du before his
gaze disk of throbbing green and
bloom.
Many, many times was the portfolio
opened, and as many times was closed;
when Herr Paulus would rapturously
exclaim:
1T Is too sacred, too wondrous. for
the canvas. II is all too near the God ~
At one OF these times he was looking
back upon the glorious valley of the
Arva. His eyes, following detail after
detail close to the mountain-ed fore
ground, at last caught glimpse of the
white, ribbon-like road over which he
and Jura had come. At the very spot
where Jura had signaled to Terese, were
mounted soldiery driving more Russian
Hebrew exiles toward the further Aus
trian towns.
They were like black specks in the dis
tance, but the very sloWness of their
movements proclaimed the exiles' mis-
cry. lie watched them for long time.
The soldiery pressing closer and Closer
goaded some OF them into resistance.
They turned about and fought. The SOL
diers struck them down like beasts
Those who could, sought safety in flight
needless, crazed and maddened flight.
Their drivers, dividing into small de-
tachments of twos and threes, gradually
herded them again together. a few had
escaped to the mountains where pursuit
plunged after them doggedly. One figure
ran desperately and wildly, falling re-
repeatedly to the earth. The chase was a
long one, but finally solitary horseman
far up the nights above Arva ran his
quarry down.
He seemed leaning forward as if to
strike, when the figure of woman con-
fronted him. The woman hurled some |
thing at him which he lodged. Then he
whirled as if to strike. Something in the
woman's hand gllttered in the sun like a
knife blade as she Sprang to the horses |
head, turned the animal in the opposite |
direction, well nigh overtoppling both
horse and rider, and when the rider had |
regafned his seat and rein the woman
was standing where the figure had fallen |
with defiant, upraised hand.
The horSeman continued his descent !
with mocking, threatening gestures, but
alone. Then the woman bent over the |
fallen figure, lifted it upon her back as
though it had been but a disabled sheep
or goat, and moved slowly and steadily
up the mountain side without halting or
wavering under her heavy burden.
n solemn premonition came to Herr
Paulus that the strange drama he had
witnessed without power of participation, |
as savage gorges and foaming cascades
laid dark and flashing between, was to |
have immediate and permanent influence
upon himself; was in some unaccounta-
BILE way to set in motion train OF events |
which might shape anew his almost |
wasted life.
But he soon dismissed this as an idle |
fancy, born out of the saddening scenes
of the yesterday and to-day, and his own
forlorn and almost objectless condition.
Pressing forward upon his way, he ar
rived shortly after midday at the huts of
Dinytro and his people, where he re-
celved, as Jura had promised a grave and
kindly welcome.
Herr Paulus found true the wondrous
tala of DR. ,e Ron and more He Jaarnnd