The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1895-07-20

to make her love him. Until then sh,
knew not fear but now the evil spell was
upon her. All of Azul's power was exerted
to subdue her gentle heart
When she went to walk, wolf sprang
up in her path sharp stones cut through
the deerskin and wounded her feet.
Near by was spring of healing water,
but when MaXtella went to drink of it a
foul odor of poisonous gases arose.
She sought her couch, but Azul had
driven sleep away. When she was alone
the black hearted vassal chief would sud
denly appear and with throngs of the deer
would beat her white body until his savage
lashes drew drops of blood
All things could he make Maxtella do
but love him. False wo ds she spoke to
her counselors and did unholy deeds tina,
made her courters bow their heads in
shame, No more was Maxtella just or
merciful. Cruelty, pitiless cruelty, turned
her love of her subjects to hate.
| OF her attendants who remained faithful
none was more so than little page, boy
OF not more than score of years. Thesc
two sat one eve within the palace. The
dusky shadows We're gathering without, but
the night could only bring added wretched
ness to Maxtella. The boy sang to her
and as his song died away black SHAPE
entered the room. 1t was Azul.
Thy song is sad, y he said to the page
"Why do you not weep, Maxtela?"
The rivers of Maxtella's eyes were drieG
ur.
CHOW will teach you how to weep, -
and he struck her with his cruel thong.
MaXtella turned upon him her timit
pleading eyes With a mighty bound TIN
youth ltaped toward the chief and scizct
the magic wand. Its possession gave hin,
the strength of many men. He strucl
the wretch a blow and pinned him to til,
floor Azul wrthed in pain and the bloo'
dyed his dIeSs of feathers crimson. Non,
but a wizard might ever loose him. Wit
the blow the spell he had wrought o.
MaNtella was broken and all her gentle
ness and purity returned. 1t was thai
ciused her to pity the bleeding wretch
squirming in agony, yet furious with rag
She reached down her delicate hand t.
withdraw the wand if it were possible
when Azul seized her by the arm an
buried his sharp, cleaning teeth into thu,
hand extended in mercy.
MaXtella, unable to release herself
s'rieked in pain, for the bite of the Sorcere,
was as deadly as the poison of the snak
with the castanets in his tail.
"Now is thy blood mingled with mine, ;"
Kissed Azul, "and of thy own free will,
Now are we one forever. BY my living
hate and the mingling of our blood | hav,
supremest power over thee. Coward thou
hast ever been; coward thou shalt ever he
Thy spirit shall pass from thee in the fora
of the creature thou most resemblest-a
doe, timd of heart, fleet of foot an'
spotlessly white. None may slay thee yet
thou wilt ever long for the dart that woult
release the spell. Thy speed shall SHANE
the leetcst Of the herd, and thy matches
beauty. shall ever lure the hunter to hi
DEATH
And with these words a milk white doe
darted from the palace walls, trembling
with flight. 1t hides in brakes and canyons,
and iecs when no hunter is nigh
Hundreds have seen it, and many hav,
been lured to pursue it. The fallen rocks
from canyon walls hide the course of many
hunter who sought to slay the milk white
doe. None has ever returned to tell the
store of those chases And those who
escape the canyons dangers-ther bonts
lie bleaching in eternal snow