The Princeton union., 1901-01-03

| changed he was. His face had grown
thin, his hair was slightly worn at
the crown and temples, and there were
| dark circles under his eyes. Yet, for
all these signs Of dissipation, he was
still remarkably handsome man.
Though not so robust as when l last
saw him, his form was yet elegant. In
the old days we had called him Adonis,
and DOME had clung to him long after
the Cambridge time.
"Now," said he when we had lighted
our pipes, "I'll tell you why I'm going
to the dogs. I've got to tell it to some
one or go daft, and l can't say that
I'm not daft as it isl
1T is a woman" said l after ref1ec-
tion, "who causes a man to drink, to
lose all ambition"
"It is"
1T is woman" l went on, holding
the amber stem Of my pipe before the
light which cleaned golden through
the transparent gum, "who causes a
man to pull up stakes and prospect for
new claims, to leave the new country
for the old.''
1T is woman indeed" he replied.
He was gazing at me with a new inter-
est IF the woman had accepted him
he would not have been here"
'No; he would not" said I.
''In either case, yours or mine"
I'm either case. Go on with your
story. There's nothing more to add to
mine'
Some time passed, and nothing but
the breathing of the pipes was heard.
Now and then l would poke away at
the ashes in my pipe bowl, and Dan
would do the same
Have you a picture of her?'' l ask
ed reaching for some fresh tobacco
'No; l am afraid to keep one"
10 me this was a new phase in the
matter of grand passions.
"A likeness which never changes it's
expression means nothing to me-" he
explained. "Her face in all it's moods
is craven in my mind. I have but to
shut my eyes, and she stands before
me in all her loveliness Do you know
why | wanted this vacation? Rest?'
His shoulders went up. and his lips
closed tighter. my son, want no
rest. 1t is rest which is killing me. l
am going across. am going to see
her again, if only from the curb. as she
rolls past in her carriage, looking at
me, but not recognizing me, telling her
footman to brush me aside should l
attempt to speak to her Yet would
suffer this humiliation to see that glo-
rious face once more. to hear again
that voice, though it were keyed to
scorn. / am fool. Jack. What, have
l gone all these years free heart to love
chimera in the end? Verify | am an
ass!
"She is princess. She has riches.
She has a principality. She is the
ward Of king. What has she to do
with such as 1? Three months In the
year she dwells in her pretty palace.
The other months find her here and
there-Paris. St. Petersburg or Rome,
as fancy wills. And IL love her! Is
it not rich? What am I? A grub bur.
rowing at the root Of the tree in which
she, like bird of paradise. displays
her royal plumage. Masters. remem-
not written down, yet forget not that
am an ass The father of this prin-
cess once rendered the present kings
father a great service, and in return
the King turned over to his care prin!
cipality whose lineal descendants had
died out. 1t was with the understand
ing that so long as he retained the
kings good will. just SO long he might
possess the principality, and that when
he died the sovereignty would pass to
his children. The old king died. and
, his son sat upon his fathers throne.
The father Of the princess also died;
The king of today made the samt
terms as his father before him. The
Princess Hildegarde accepted them.
not counting the cost Last spring she
was coronated Shortly before the coro
nation Prince Ernst Of Wortumborg
became suitor for her hand The
king was very much pleased Prince
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