Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1899-09-01
By Carmen Silva.
(Queen of Roumania. J

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There is no royal road 10 learning nor is there
a royal road To success IN literature. Many per-
sons Of royal blood -Sometmcs crowned heads
have attempted to achieve success with the pen.
Their effort, have been praised by Gattcrcrs, but,
as a RUE, the public have had M use for them.
The author Of this story. the queen Of Roumania,
is exception. Her stories are current, on the
same footing with such authors as the public
have accepted whether they write in a castle or
garrett
NothhauScn Park is n charming cor
per of this earth. 1t is on tho slope Of
hill sheltered from the wind, At the
feet of gigantic trees the WED runs.
under the most ancient suspension
bridge in Europe, the Trembling bridge.
Near by smokes, flames and Groans the
black mass Of the old forge named Ras.
selstein.
In the place whore the silence is most
profound, in the middle of n small prai-
RE surrounded Ivy gigantic oaks and
willows rises, solitary and ErandioSe,
red beech tree. Its branches are SOM
Der. The rays Of the sun make them
appear purple. 1t would seem that the
other trees had left tho beech tree at
distance either in respect or in aver
sion. Who could tell?
That tree is imposing and every time
that my father said. Let us 80 today
TO the rcd beech" a sentiment of devo-
ton filed our hearts as if we were 60
ing to church II is true that the place
may be compared TO Pantheon,
wherein the red beech would stand for
the altar Of sacrifice Perhaps il knows
why il is rcd. have distinctly heard il
relate an old chronicle. after n dispute
in which the other trees reprnaChed IL
with being a strange tree, foreign TO
the land. The beech shook it's Somber
foliage and said:
One day in the spring n young trav-
eler coming from the Rhine stopped
hero. There was then only a wooden
board across the Bach. He stood on it
and contemplated the turbulent water.
He wore n brown velvet waistCoat hor-
dercd with blue fox fur. green
basque cap with n feather and carried
lutte on his back. Suddenly a light
appeared on the Bach. The traveller
watched it and saw a raft formed Of
three trunks Of trees on which stood
splendid young girl. She guided the
raft with pole.
She was dressed in green velvet. Her
skirt was caught with golden chains
that held also brilliant dagger in
laid with precious stones. \ mass Of
dark brown hraids fell on her shou-
dcrs. She wore a large sky blue hat.
Her eyebrows almost met above her
| nose, which was fine and straight. Her
deep eyes We're blue as gentan, and
her lips audaCiOuSly curved revealed
now and then splendid row of pearls,
Along the bank of tho river a Young
man rode on horseback. He was dress.
cd in dark blue velvet. He wore boots
of soft leather. with long spurs that
he dug into the horses TANKS because
the animal reared at the board over
the river
The young girl laughed and looked
| back. At that moment her raft ran
on the shore exactly under the rude
bridge.
"Jctta." exclaimed the traveller, way
in!: his cap.
The young girl looked up, and she
cried:
Henry Won Ofterdngcn"
The horScman had succeeded in tam
ing the animal He came near. held
the rCins firmly with one hand and eX-
tended the other hand to the traveller.
Tho latter said:
you are the beautiful Jctta' S cousin,
Almann Won Sayn, am sure"
Right the horseman replied. land
we were having a wild race Jctta bet
that she would reach the Rhine on her
raft before me You see. Henry, that
courteously held back my horse
mo, YOU are n bOaSter!" exclaimed
Jetta. She patted the horses name and
called 1t her "Selim." She said that the
horse was hers because she had won
her bet
Not Mt all" protested Almann. You
have not won. YOU had run aground"
because | wanted to save you from
falling" she said.
Il was not in danger of falling" he
insisted.
"Gdodby. Sclim," said Jctta. Il shall
win you some other time. Come. gen
tlcme, let us go into the forest"
~ am troubling your happiness" said
Henry.
NO. said Jctta. "Almann and
have always quarrelcd would say to
him. I am not to be your wife aud he
would fall into tears"
at is not So" said Alnann. II have
never fallen into tears. I would reply,
Very well, shall take another wife,
and whistle song"
do not believe him, Henry. He Is
bcasting," said the girl Where were
you, Henry, since you quilted the
RhineI Come with US to the castle of
WED, the new castle that my father
likes better than the ancient one above
here"
as Count Mefried as well as ever?"
asked Henry.
"Oh, yes" replied the girl MY
brother Arnold wants to go to the Holy
Land and my brother Friedwart thinks
of nothing but the hunt. My brother
Gotthold reads Latin. lie shall be a
priest perhaps, and shall be forced
to.kiss. his hand How oddw .....