Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1899-01-12

ed to hesitate. The artist was quick to
avail himself Of another opportunity.
He stepped forward, this time without
kneeling, and attempted again to take
her hand. She resisted. He gently per-
sisted. While they were thus engaged a
sound was heard, apparently in another
room. The princess turned with a star
tied air, exclaiming:
"The king, my father! Oh, if he
should discover you here your life would
be in danger"
Life without you would be unendur-
able now that your highness has deigned
to give me some evidence Of your re-
gard"
The artist had again clasped her hand
while uttering these words in low, i'm
FASHIONED tones. She seemed to strug-
gle, but apparently her strength was
but weakness. One of his arms stole
round her waist and he drew her halt
yielding form closer.
"Oh, princess, =" he urged, "be mine
What is life without love? We can fly,
leave this country, and in some more
favored place live out our lives to.
gether."
"No, no, mol" she faltered. II can.
not, I dare not
A loud commanding voice from some
unseen person without interrupted her.
where is the princess? Bid her high.
ness attend me at once."
my father!" gasped the now thor
oughly frightened young woman. "We
will be discovered. Oh, why did / per
NIT you to have this interview"
because you love me-" declared the
artist, rendered reckless by the over.
whelming power of passion and i'm.
minent dread Of instant exposure. "Let
the king come. I care not for my own
poor life. If I may not share with the
woman / love, then welcome DEATH"
"You say the princess is engaged, .
said the same commanding voice in re-
ply to some hurried remonstrance, ut
tered in low, feminine tones. "Ridicu.
lous! I know of no engagement that
should make our own pleasure wait on
her convenience. Stand aside, minion
We will see for ourself what keeps hel
waiting"
Other feminine tones were heard in.
effectually pleading, but the kings
voice dominated all. A heavy ap-
preaching tread was now audible.
The princess turned very pale. She
chung to the artist. pushing him weakly.
ely, fy!" she painted. "If you love
me, fly for your life''-
A portly figure in royal robes now
strobe into the room. The princess
screamed, then collapsed gracefully.
Her lovers ready arms received her
fainting figure and a dramatic tableau
was presented to the eyes Of tho aston
ished monarch, who at first glared an
grily, while the artist, fairly driven to
bay, regarded the royal scowl unfinch-
ingly.
Suddenly a broad grin overspread the
kings oountenance. He flung aside. his
crow and robe, while the princess,
without effort, came Immediately out
Of her swoon and assumed an air Of
jaunty equanimity.
"A good scene, a good scenel'' com
mented his majesty. "Now, Hartmann,
if you and Miss De Wore here only dc
as we'll at the performance tonight as
you have done at this rehearsal today ]
will see that you both have a benefit if
the play takes well. Let's open a cold
bottle to its success"
This proposal on the part Of the stage
manager being unanimously agreed to
by the two stars the champagne was
sent for and they all drank to the sue.
cess Of the new play, then being G
tensively billed and advertised as Her
Highness and the Artist. "-Chieago
News.