Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1895-07-18

make Dolores his own. She should
learn to rely upon his strength and
wisdom, to look up to him In the
meanwhile, soft dalliance and deli
cious wooing would be his portion.
n The full moon held domain over the
open country, bathing road and field
in an incompatible, dazzling white
ness. Clusters Of Oriental mansions,
sparkling with the luster of polished
stones, and framed by black depths OF
garden, seemed to invite the intruder
to cross the threshold, and share in
mysterious revelries: they were modest
villages by day. The sky was Of an
intensity of blue that appeared dark,
as the moon, gathering effulgence
from the transparent purity OF atmos'
phere, dimmed the stars to mere glim-
mering points of flame. Light and
air became blended in one. The quiv-
ering moonbeams were fragrant OF
orange, nespoli and oleander from the
parterres, and the breeze luminous,
permeated with little rays Of phos-
phorescent gleamings. Was it this
union of the elements in the southern
night that awakened celestial music
in the soul of the Pedestrian
The sea was visible, a crystal shield
stretching to the horizon. A milky
sail doomed with ghostlY distinct
ness in the track of light. The waters
heaved and whispered as if some
marine monster of fabulous proper.
tions and terrible strength were about
to rise to the surface, menace man, and
sink once more to sullen depths
Gradually the vague sadness insep.
arabic to such scene Of perfect love.
illness at this hour oppressed Lieut.
Curzon, like q haze of mist brooding
over some invisible marsh on the Dor
ders of a forest He ceased to hum .
strain from II Barbiere. The silence
was only broken by the barking of .
dog, or the tinkling of musical in
strument, strummed by desultory
touch. He extended his hand and
grasped emptiness A moment before,
spurred forward by ardent anticipa-
ton, he now dreaded to reach his des-
tination and reap the fulflment Of
some unforeseen disappointment
At turn of the road he met a man.
Capt Blake, with his cap tilted over
one ear, cigar between his lips, and
bearing evidence of having dined we'll
accosted him with airy mockery.
Good evening. What Are you
moonstruck%'
"As you seem to be-" retorted the
sailor, CURLY.
You are right l have been far
afield to seek some violets in certain
garden for Miss Ethel Symthe. Ihave
bought them, mind you. Would you
believe man could be such an idiot?"
"a pretty woman is sufficient excuse
for any folly" retorted Lieut. Curzon,
indifferently.
ION dit celia! Put not your faith in
princes, nor any daughter of Eve"
warned the gallant soldier.
Good night" said Lieut. Curzon.
GOOD night"
you have been seeking the watch
tower" thought the former, grimly.
You have a rendezvous at the
watch tower, my friend" reflected
Capt. Blake, in turn. II have mind
to spoil your little game in that quar-
ter. fancy could do it.
The trifing incident of disagreed.
BILE meeting aroused suspicion and
alarm in the breast of the lover. In the
seeker after country violets, cigar in
mouth, and cap set jauntily atilt on
the head, he discerned uird of prey,
tracking the light footsteps of Jacob
Dealtry's grandchild. How gladly he
would have welcomed an excuse to
knock down by we'll directed blow,
this tacit Adversary Heavensl Had
Capt. Blake already seen herP What g
fool he had been to take her to the
ball and the theater! He must warn
her against the enemy of her sex. How
could he warn her in her innocenceP
The Watch Tower rose before him
suddenly, almost unexpectedly, in the
midst of perplexing meditations as il
conjured up by some magic spell, even
as the little church is reputed to have
sunk through the earth and vanished
on a spot not far distant The place
was glorifed by moonlight A tower
of silver, with the projecting points OF
the parapet resembling hoarfrost
mute, and apparently deserted, set in
the margin of trees of silver, each Leaf
and twig sparkling as if with metallic
reflections, was enclosed in boundary
of sheeny radiance. An aspect of un
reality, as Of Pickering moonbeaml
gathered to the semblance OF a picture
only to shift and dissolve with the
next cloud overspreading the heavens
gave the Watch Tower a remotenesi
from life and human sympathies
1t might have been fairy mansion
set in a Wilderness of enchanted wood
or plain, and Lieut. Curzon the prince
clad in the cloak of Fortunatus, in
quest Of adventures
no BE CoNTINUED.)