The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-10-06

And then she sat again silent, but
at last raised her eyes again TO his,
saying in a voice that even in tine
Stiffness of the room he hardly heard:
Now do dearly love You, for
have seen your love and know that
you can love- and I think that love
must breed love. so that she who
loves must in Gods time be loved.
Yet She paused here and for a
moment hid her face with her hand.
Yet / cannot" she went on. ut is
our Lord Christ who bids us take the
lower place? I cannot take it. He
does not so reign in my heart. For to
my proud heart-ah, my heart 50
proud she would be ever between US;
L could not bear it; even though she
IS dead, I could not bear it. Yet [ be-
lfeVe now that with you l might one
day find happiness"
The prince, though in that hour ne
could not think of love, was yet very
much moved by her new tenderness,
and felt that what had passed rather
drew them together than made any
separation between them. And it
seemed to him that the dead lady's
blessing was on his suit, so he said:
Madame, [ would most faithfully
serve you and you would be the near
est and dearest to me of all living
women
She waited WHILE then she sighed
heavily and looked in his face with an
air of wistful longing and she knit her
brows as though she were puzzled. But
at last, shaking her head, she said:
cit is not enough
And with this she rose and took him
by the hand, and they two went back
| together to where the bishop of Mod
enstein still prayed beside the body of
| the lady
Osra stood on one side of the body
and stretched her hand out to the
prince, who stood on the other side.
! "See,". said she. she must be be-
tween u.s." And having kissed the
| dead face once, she left the prince
| self went out, and, turning her head.
saw that the prince knelt again by the
| corpse of his love.
HE does not think of me-" she said
| to the Bishop.
His thoughts are skill with her,
madame" he answered.
1t was late night now, and they rode
swiftly and silently al0ns the road TO
! Strelsau And on all the way they
spoke to one a1o@her only 4 few
words. being both sunk deep in
thought. But once Csra spoke. as they
We're already near 20 Strelsau. Far
she turned suddenly to the Bishop.
| saying:
my lord, what is it? Do you know
lt?"
Eyes, madame, I have known it,"
answered the Bishop.
Yet you are a churchmanw
True, madame" said he ard he
smiled sadly.
! She seemed to consider fixing her
eyes on his; but he turned his aside
Gould you not make me under
| stand?" she asked.
"Your lover when he comes, will do
that, madame" said he. and still he
! kept his eyes turned away; yet pres
emily a faint smile curved her lips and
! she said:
1T may be you might feel it. if you
/ were not a churchman. But l do not.
Many men have said they loved me.
and l have felt something in my heart
| but not this!"
/ 1t will come" said the Bishop.
Does it then come to everyone?"
To most" he answered
"Heigho, will it ever come to me-
she sighed
And so they were at home. And
/ Osra was for a long time very sor-
roWful for the fate Of the lady whom
/ the Prince of Gutenberg had loved.
| but, since she saw Ludwig no more.
and the joy Of youth conquered her
| sadness. she ceased to mourn; and as
! She walked along she would wonder
more and more what it might be. this
great love that she did not feel.
For none will tell me, not even the
Bishop Of Modenstein." she said.