The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-07-18

q could say this. then. when I was nay own master"
 And now?"
 Now you are my master" But has 1t not happened times with ] out number, and does it not still hap pen. that a man leaves the woman he loves, and faces the danger before which he trembles?"
 woman. Certainly the beloved wife said. Go, leave me- If she had said. Stay with me he would have stayed. Every performed heroic deed, as well as every neglected one. has been due to woman" ''lndeedg'
 [ Indeed" .'Is 1t possible that woman like me could induce a man like you not to go where danger calls you. but where joy , awaits your
 T have told you that I am neither a saint nor hero. I am an ordinary per son. My fate will be determined by what you are"
 Then do you not know how we are to direct the shipy Towards south or north? [? I In accordance with the. will of the wind , it steers on to the infinite. And between us lies not the globe, but we are covered with this great bell. Therefore. let me Do you think that have not profited by the lessons in tempting I took for seven days from the beautiful Cyrene? Let me , see what 1 learned from her. Then let needle is pointing. Therefore, close your eyes and listen to me. Hear what the beautiful Cyrene taught me;
 " If you knew how charming this world Is you would not allow yourself to be excluded from 1t. If you knew how sweet love Is, you would not acknowledge the law which forbids you to enjoy 1t. If you knew how sinful men are, you would not be ashamed to confess your love be- fore them.
 You are rich and he is genius--two things which entltle to everything. You are Princess, and he is an artist. Both wear crowns-you of diamonds. he of laurel. They throw luster upon each oth- CT, but not a shadow Who will inquire about the virtues of that Princess who has served as model for a Venus? When Irudisaness asked her how she could serve as a model for an artist she an- swered. "Mais la chambre etait blen cl1auffeet'--the room was well heated. Palma Giovini brought his beloved one, who was more faithful to him than to her oath. into paradise. and immortalized her as a .glorified one in that colossal picture of the Last Judgment. He had right to do 1t. The artist. as well as the holy congregation, can make saints. ..
 You receive sixty thousand scudi from your estate at home, and sixty thousand more your dethroned Prince must pay you. That makes you rich. Do not weep; do not declaim; spend ten thousand scudi for holy purposes; and you will receive permission to go travelling for a year on account of your health. When the year has elapsed. repeat the pious gift, and the furlough will be pro- onged. With gold all locks can be opened.
 Foreign countries are home for lovers And since the earth Is round this home has no limits. From this great globe life can be unwound as easily as wool from a ball.
 :. You go to the shores of the Nile and pitch your tent at the foot of the pyra- mids in the sandy desert. In this tent you live alone with hun who is volun- guage which no one in the world except your own countrymen understands. and only the camel-driver hears you.
 The artist paints pictures pervaded by African warmth and one sees in these the ardor of your own heart. He will become a renowned master. You will stay long nowhere, lest people guess your secret. On the back of a camel you travel through the Holy Land. You bathe in the waters of the Jordan and visit Mount Lebanon. In the shade of the cedars you will find sweet resting place. There a new world discloses itself to the artist. The odor of the cedar foliage imparts s1credness to the intoxication of love.
 [" hen you notice that people begin to talk about you. fold up your tent and wander on
 <" Catholic churches you will find ev- anywhere. In these you VIII attend to your devotions. confess. and unburden your soul You will make presents to the patriarchs and to the chapel. Fms they will announce to all the world, and elory. like the spider before the hiding place of the prophet, will weave, web of saliva tion over the entrance to your place of refuge.
 :" You sail across the ocean to India, and visit the South Sea Islands. In every country you plant a tree which will bear flowers and fruit for those who come af- ter you. In every country you take your pleasures. and you ask no one how. or under what conditions, or by whose per- mission you may enjoy them. Penance and, aims appease priest and conscience.
 "'You can travel into the unexplored countries of the earth; into the interior of China and Japan where people do not vet know that something more Is neces- sary to the happiness of two persons than that they love each other; where no bells in the morning ring out Of the sweetest dreams. with the reprtmand that by what he has dreamt he has become a prev to Satan.
 =" If YOU travel among the happy heathen do not neglect to take mission ary with you, poor monk who VII carry your baggage. and who can not be- tray your secrets because the sanctlty or confession compels him to keep them.
 And when you have travelled around the earth and marked every resting-plaee with the blood of immolated pigeor~ If nostalgia. custom and ambition lead you home, publish a grand album,, in which a Princess offers to the public her fasct- hating descriptions of travel. illustrated by the master hand of world-renowned artist. This will justify the union Of these two better than any oath, blessing or marriage certificate. The halls of OIympus are thrown open to genius when upon ordinary people penances are i'm posed Now vou belong to each other and no one will see in the union q subject for scandal. .,- s.- head and kissed him. then, with child like grace and a roguish smile. she looked Into his eyes. ,.,
 Yes said Manasseh.
 That is not true" said Blanca quickly. and just as quickly she dealt him soft stroke upon the cheek with her velvety hand. You are a bad man. You always preyaricate. The magnetic needle has not departed hairs bSeadth from its orig inal position" loud laughter. Manasseh wanted to em- brace the lady, but she pushed him
 Go, I don't want you. will leave
 This was. of course, just the place which one could easily leave. When Manasseh left the pilots seat in order to hold Blanca who was preparing to leave. she sprang forward to take the seat he had left and, seizing the spokes with both hands chung to the wheel.
 Now I will take charge of the helm. But you will sit down at my feet and put your head here. so that l can look into your eyes. Now, you must try to tempt me. Tell me what is awaiting us in your moon island"
 Manasseh spoke:
 Where my little hut stands there is not everlasting spring, but everlasting