The Red Cloud chief., 1897-09-10

TO solve Il for you-pipl will do that.
To make matters short. however, I
will say that | found that he was my
Paul Fischer. II was just one month
from the time | met him until we were
married. On our wedding day Paul
brought out a portfolio and asked me
to look through II and tell him what
I thought Of his drawings. The first
sheet | picked up showed a portal, of
myself. | was represented sitting at q
table sketching n mans head, and the
date was the same on which had
done my first and only drawing SIX
years before. But Paul must tell you
the rest"
when I was a little boy. In the
old country Il was born In Alsace-Lor-
raine). people regarded ME as being
very peculiar | would wander on
by myself for hours where no one
could find me. carrying my harp along
and when | returned | would have q
picture In my mind OF a little, brown
eyed. brown-haired girl, who listened
to my music and reproduced every
thing which I played upon an instru-
ment different from any | had ever
seen. | know now IT was n piano u
then I had no knowledge concerning
it. Sometimes | would have long
fainting spells, and while | was un-
conscious would babble away about
the little maid who could not under
stand what I said, because she talked n
different language from my own.
FINALLY Il began 10 be whispered about
that | was possessed OF a devil ana my
father was forced to e me away III
order to protect me.
81 came to America when ! was is
years old, and, going to the far west
| amassed quite a fortune. did not
see the friend of my childhood so ire
quently as | grew Older, because In
creasing wealth brought increasing
customary visits. Still. once In awhile
the old 'fainting spells would come
over me and when I returned to con-
seriousness | would bring with me the
memory of a smiling face and gentle
brown eyes-a face that seemed To
grow older with my increasing years.
"Onc night I sat In my room late
As I supposed I fell asleep, but when
| awakened | found before me the por-
trait of a young woman who was sit
ting beside a table skctching, and the
portrait she had finished was OF my
self. | put the picture carefully away
taking It out at long intervals In order
to familiarize myself with the fea'
lures. for | felt that some time. some
where. ] should meet her.
"One night about six months ago
was late In leaving the Office and upor
reaching my home ! hurried down t,
the dining room. In the hall cam
face to face with Margaret, the frient
o. my childhood, the sweetheart Of m!
dreams. | could not eat was too
ex%cited-and ! begged Mrs. Porter Il
! call the newcomer into the parlor t
I introduce us. The longer ] talke'
with her the more convinced | becam
that she was the one woman in all tn
world whom I could love. l was curl
2 Gus to find Out whether she had an
K conception of the peculiar circum
< stances which drew me to her and
questioned her adroitly In regard t
the matter.
"Then. she. who had puzzled he
dear little head in. vain over the mat
y ter. told me all her experience an
when we compared notes we decide
that. as heaven had meant us for eac'
other from the beginning, there was n
reason why we should wait for on
happiness. Sc we were married an
I lived happily ever after as they sa
in the fairy stories.
Now, | myself do not pretend t
give an explanation OF this, but Maj
garet, who has studied these matter
closely. says that my astral body mus
have detached itself from the materis
form and sped across the sea to joi
her, drawn by some inexplicable. IN
visible attraction. That may be tn
case. II Margaret says so ! am willin
TO accept it as truth. But this / d
know. She Is a dear, sweet little won
an, the sweetheart Of my waking an
sleeping hours, my alter ego. the Ger
ter of my universe"