Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-05-26

INV feet. the lights on the fishing-ves.
sells Rlimmered through the mist; above
INV head were the stars; the falling
dew filed the air with perfume. by
Cts and starts the savage voice Of the
lllvriau sea answered to The gentle
whispering Of the forest leaves. What
n TRANQUIL scene Il was, and what joy
filled nv heart. would lie awake
for hours before nv open window, Loaf
In a sort of ecstasy. Then would
pass, without knowing Il, from q
sweet wakefulness to peaceful sleep,
rs an infant passes from one dream "a
another. ! was happy"
Marta looked ut him wonderingly,
and then said little sarcastically:
'Ser iously, Karl, and poetry apart,
would you care for that happiness TO-
day?"
"Yes, Marta" he answered quickly;
Eyes, II I could find In my poverty and
obscurity the peace, the divine peace,
of my early years."
peace Is in the heart" she said
softly.
1T Is not in mine; neither In my
heart nor in my brain. Neverw
Marta shivered, as II Q cold wind
had suddenly struck her.
What do you wish me TO say?" she
said. ~ am very sorry" And she
turned away and began plucking the
jasmine leav.s behind her.
IL was to. have been apriest, did you
know that? The old cure OF Saint
Luke's was very fond OF me and taught
me Latin. He wished to at me for his
place some day. He Is still alive.
am tempted sometimes to 60 and seek
him out, The old presbytery with its
court full OF moss, It's lindens, and its
fountain, appear TO me IN enchanted
asylum. lwould make good enough
priest or the country. Nothing would
be lacking except faith"
III you wish 10 talk nonsense In nv
presence, Signor Roswein, p" interrupt ed
Marta, passionately, .iet 1t be on
other subjects. beg"
Karl looked at her in establishment
"What. anger? anger in you? There
Is blood in your veins OF marble. The
sea of ice has its tempests, then?"
"You desire to be alone, IL seems, "
said Marta. rising to her feet
"Ah. I have offended YOU" he cried,
in pleading tone. "Parlon me! It
is the first time in my life and it shall
be the last Marta, | feel that / must
leave you. Tn S part that YOU are
pla, ing, this mask Of GOODNESS and
harshness which you wear for me,
must weigh heavily upon you, / am
certain. I will free YOU from 1t; you
shall never see me aga n. will
never cross the threshold of this
house. l promise you ] ought 10
have understood you, or rather, l did
understand you, but my courage filled
me. Now, my resolution 10 taken.
Only, do not let us part in anger.
Give me your hand in token that am
forgiven"
Marta, who, while he was speak
ing, had gradually sank down to his
side again, silently extended her hand.
Farewell" he said. raising It to his
lipe, and turned away.
She watched him rs he slowly
walked down the path, multitude Of
emotions stirring her apparently placid
breast.
Just as he reached the gateway, she
called to him.
In q moment he was by her side
again.
And my father, Karl?" she said
gently.
'poOr old man." he answered, with
q sigh. AT least don't let him think
me upgrateIul, Marta lei MIN oil
leu MN .ne sru.h. >.
:. an nc rum rum ! must Rno" WHAT IL
ID nret, NAIL
nvewsih s .S h, ,sme', . sIsS
the oach OF tne seat len niH' ne
saiu' teii nun 'nat ioveo you ana
ina. you dia NOT iove me.
maria was Silent ior = momcnI
men IN io"' scarcely auoioie VOICE.
she SAID ~, -,
10 not 'ove you. NO. ! couia
not love yon' other sentiments wouid
separate me from you forever.
MATT uttered cry. A., ~
other sentiments: AN. mat - the
tnst dow 4 hoPeo that 70" ioVeo
on!y heaven y,,
couio not love you, MAR sne
continued, not no.ieing tne interrup.
zion, ana IL Il oesl' oe,'eve me- gSs.
Tor both 81 us, ior you above Az Inc
me whicn VIII oe YOUR portion mus.
nave mo cnalns; iou, iuture must nos
De spohe9 oy the iowiy cream oI yoIs
youth , wou,o never iorglve hyset
u snou'd oind your "eauti'u' ARTISTS
lie 10 the hearth and household carea"
81 hate IN artists life" he cried ex-
citedly. ''Since have known my own
feelings. my love for you has Increased
the diss ust II inspires in me-"
"What is there SO terrible In II? ]
don't understand YOU"
All! your father would understand
me. lie knows the difference between
the real and the ideal. lie has much
reason, believe me, Marta, for the con-
tempt he feels for all that pertains
TO the studio or the theater. A hell,
( II OF flames and da kuess. world
without law. q world without truth,
which revolts you. rs It rivets your