The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1897-03-11
GYPSY VENGEANCE.

clining on the rustic bench in the grounds
TINT surround Castle ichcrhaza. At her
feet little Lilli was playing with the flow
ers she had gathered in her pinafore. N
In the path beyond which leatSfrom
the meadows into the park stood another
grandmother leading her grandchild by
the hand-a tall, brown skinned gypsy
woman Pail, the people called her. The
child, u 1.-the limbed girl of 10, was decked
in shabby tinseled garments with beads of
glass iii her raven locks and tambourine
in her little hand. lima was the girls
name
When the old gypsy woman behold the
princess, an evil fire loaped into her eyes.
She caught little lima by the hand aad
dragged her to the spot where the great
lady was sitting
Dance and beg!" she Kissed.
The princess was startled by the sudden
appearance of the old gypsy and drew her
little granddaughter within her embrace
cts only PAIL the old gypsy" moaned
the brown skinned, gray haired creature
"Wc are poor and homeless. This child is
an orphan, already compelled to earn her
crust of bread Dance, llmetta! Her high
ness will not drive you away. She will let
you dance for the little Lilli."
can dance. But in the clear olive tinted
face there was u singularly contcmptuous
expression. Princess Lilli laughed and
laid her grandmother's generous gift into
Ilmctta's outstretchcd hand.
Laughing and shaking her head the old
gypsy took her child by the hand and dis
appeared in the thicket.
The old princess pressed Lilli to her
breast Her heart was filed with strange
foreboding. Dark clouds had arisen on
the horizon, hiding the face of the young
spring sun.
Soon the rain begins to fall, cold,
dreary merciless rain, such as only the
Hungarian prairies know. Under a tree
outside tho castle grounds crouches old
Pail, with little Ilmetta wrapped in her
coarse, ragged shawl. She rocks the shiv-
ering little creature on her knees and
croons and whines in an endless monotone.
''I've seen the handsome white lady
again, the cause of all my distress, she
who has ruined my lifel But her stupid
eyes did not recognize me. Hi, hi! Why
should they? It's long time ago. The
eye of hatred alone is seen, and I'll be re-
vengcd at last. Will live to see it? There
is neither love nor happiness in the lines of
the white child hand. Hi, hi! There are
evil, suffering and broken heart. You
shall avenge your grandmother, Ilmettap
she continued, rocking the slumbering
child flerce1y to and fro "You shall carry
misfortune into yon hated house, for in
your sweet, brown hands can foresee de-
struction to all whose heart you stir to
love. Precious child"
And she fondled the sleeping girl with
wild, passionate tenderness and crooned to
her the story of her life:
There was u pretty young gypsy WON
an many years ago. Now she is old and
ugly. Her name was Pail, and she won
the hearts of all those who fell under her
spell. One day fair haired young officer
came in her way. His name was Prince
Serinyi, and he fell in love with the brown
skinned Pail, and Pail loved him. They
We're married, not in the cathedral, after
the fashion of the rich, but in the gypsy
camp, after the manner of the Zingari
The red wine flowed in torrents, and the
gypsies sang and danced for three nights
The young officer took his gypsy wife
away, hiding her in the little white Prussia
house, where they We're happy. For a ycal
or two their happiness lasted. Then his
people came and said, It's time that you
should marry! They knew nothing OF
the gypsy wife and made him acquainted
with II delicate girl of noble birth. She
had gentle blue eyes, a waist like wasp's
and II prinoely revenue was attached to her
name. Prince Serinyi was weak. Ht
tired of the dark skinned Pail. The fairy
princess pleased his eye, and he marie,
her in the cathedral amid pomp and glory
Poor Pail returned to the camp of her PEG
pie. The sun parched her beauty, and
hatred scared her heart. 1t was the old
old story, and today they have met face Il
face, the gypsy wife and the white lady
and each had little grandchild with her
My little brown darling shall avenge hel
old grandmother upon the noble lady
through the fair haired little child. SleeI
on, Ilmetta, for the rain is cold and drear
and if ever in life thou shouldst meet II dol
| faced beauty whose name is Lilli Seriny
crush hertz
Years have passed since that day, ant
! the two grandmothers died without seein.
the day of revenge. Princess Lilli grew
into a gentle, beautiful woman. She mar
ried her handsome cousin, Count PirinC
! Aprilone whose castle lies on the rock,
coast of Dalnatia. The young couple re
moved to Vienna, where they inhabited
the old palace OF the Serinyi.
One day there came to the city a strang'
singer, Signora Amalia Wilma, who's,
fame was great in Italy. The signora wal
dazzlingly beautiful woman, with arg,
dark eyes and smiling, crimson lips. Sh,
took the heart of the young husband by
storm, intoxicating his sensuous nature
Cold and unapproachablc herself, she luret
! him into her net. He was maddened Will
infatuation for the beautiful creature ant
fingered at her feet. He poured his richie.
into her lap and forgot the world for he
sake. Lilli, his gentle wife, grieved Owe
his pertidy and died of broken heart
When he had buried her, he fastened t.
his enchantress. "Now that / am free, ,
he cried, 'come and be my wife. MAXI
me happy at last.
"Your wife!" sneered the singer will
cruel GOODNESS. "Inever loved you, count =
"Were you playing with me then wher
you told me that if l were free you would
be mineY'
eyes 1t was II game was playing
count, answered the heartless Wilma.
"What prompted you?'