The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-01-20

Lnat hn enotion uepenuS upon tne
nerve of a tooth, mood upon the de-
gree of moisture contained in the air,
AM a character upon The healthy or
diseased stomach. You leave your il
lusions upon your dissecting tables"
"What you sny might be true IL Illus
siono and experiences came from the
same source. But they do not"
81 don't fully understand. Explain
yourself"
what you call illusions are ideal
images and aspirations, which origin
ate in the sphere of our impulses
and feelings, not IN our sensible rea-
soning. But the impulses and feel
ings are more elementary and more
deeply rooted, thought comes later and
remains more on the surface. We in
herit our illusions from the countless
generations that have preceded us, our
experiences we draw from our indi-
vidual lives. An individual experience
cannot outweigh the illusions of
thousand ancestors, who form a part
of our organism. But, pardon me,
have caught myself in the midst of
tutors lccture-you see that impulse
is stronger than prudence"
'Do you ask pardon for that? What
you say is so interesting. i suppose
you have very bad opinion of women,
since you do not think them capable Of
understanding you?"
II do not generalize. Whatever opin-
ion i might have of women, should
not apply it to YOU"
"You understand how to pay COM
pliments admirably. You are not com
monplace."
He made no reply, but gazed at her
with so earnest look, expressive of
such unconscious admiration and wor-
ship that she flushed, and with a ner-
vous futter of her fan arose. Berg
mann rose also, bowed and made move
ment to retire. Ada opened her eyes
in surprise, and involuntarily a word
escaped her lips: why"
IL thought l was wearying you"
She held out her finger-tips, which
he pressed so warmly that she hastily
withdrew her hand. Going 10 one of
the three large windows in the draw
ing-room, she opened it and stepped
out upon the broad, projecting balcony
which on the second story extended
along the whole front of the castle.
Leaning against the. balustrade, both
silently watched for moment the
scene before them. The July night was
warm, and the air was stirless. Not a
cloud appeared on the blackish-blue
sky, the stars were sparkling brightly,
and among them, almost at the zenith,
sailed the full moon. a, their feet lay
rhe park, from which rose faint odors
of unknown wild flowers and the more
pungent fragrance of dewy grass and
LEAKAGE. Directly in front of the build
ing extended a lawn, with beds of flow
.ers, on which the moonlight poured a
sort of filmy glimmering mist, which
gave the green grass and the bright
hues of the hower-beds light, silveIy
veil. Beyond the lawn, on all sides,
lowered the trees of the park, inter-
sected by broad paths, through which
the moonbeams flowed ike cleaning
white stream between steep black
banks. At the end Of the central avenue
appeared the Main, flowing in bread,
calm stream, with here and there a
noisy, troubled spot in the midst of its
peacefully-gliding waves, where a rock
or sand-bar interrupted the mirror
like expanse, and caused rushing,
foam sprinkled whirlpool. Beyond the
river, amid the light, floating night
mists were dimly seen the houses Of
q little village, in whose window-panes
n moonbeam often flashed, and at the
left of the park rose the indistinct mass
of the city of Marktbreit, whose steep,
marrow streets were filed with shad-
ows, while above the steeples and high
er roofs the moon-rays rippled, bring
ing them out in bright relief against
'the dark picture.