The Tomahawk., 1903-09-10
The $ Gypsy's
Daughter ! ter s "
ssy.6s ya,.s,
Bv PIIALLEY YALE CURTIS. I
tcolp,y,Iriilght. 1908. by Daily Story Pub. c.,

Copyright. 1908. by Daily Story Pub Co.,
- 4 GAIN, Leah! The gentlemen,
~ wish 1t. . % sSsiS
"But am so tired, mamma. gs5t
Eyes, yes! But see all the pennies.
Once more and viii get thee red
scarf" ,TtaasAB
And so, inspired by that promise, the
little gypsy again broke into the strange
fantastic dance, her tiny feet In perrect
step. and time to the thrum, thrum OF
the mothers old guitar. Light as this
tie down, she glided to and fro over
the rough ground, the gypsies in .their
ragged, yet artistic, garb forming pic
turesque background for the beautifully
gowned women and their rich escorts,
who crowded about the little dancer.
To the casual observer the child was
an enigma, seeming to possess two ma
lures in one, while, to the keener mind,
the solution was found as one, turned
from the sweet, pure face of the mother
to the father, handsome, yet crafty
TheEelfin child was in fact the fitting
issue of so strange union. !, .,,..a3-
AS the visitors left the camp, the ia
ther, in reply to q sign from one OF the
gentlemen, followed to a turn OF the
road, where, the dingy tents, no longer
visible, the gentleman, bidding the rest
of the party drive on, called the man
to him." u
''The child is yours?" he inquired.
mine"
"How old is she?"
six years. ." s s II
'tWho taught her to dance and sing 2"
Like me she dance, the song come
from the mother. -. '''s'a'a'f s''1
'sAh! So thought And she ressm-- J,
bles you both?" 81. la 53s5ES atsh
"Why you ask?"
because desire to know. Come,
tell me all; you will not lose by it,,
commanded the gentleman, using, as he
believed, the strongest persuasion. \ "
Listen. Before Leah born the moth
er love me much. One day the queen
tell her something / want her not to-
know. When I come home she turn
from me. DO not touch me, I hate you,
she said; the queen tell me all, and i
laugh and say: 'Ah, SO the queen talk;
some day she talk no more-but 10 not
hate me or your child be like me- And
again laugh, and that night the queen
die and Leah born. u - ,
Half love, half hate is Leah; that
way she be till die. The stars have
told it. When die she be like the
mother always. Till then she be as you
see her now, part heaven, part hell. .
AS the gypsy ceased speaking, the gen
tleman turned towards him with an ex--
preston of decision: "Wou1d you like
to sell your daughter?"
"Sell .her?' returned the man..
Eyes, sell her. You need m6hey
Eyes, much. But the mother need
Leah;@ it kill her to lose her"
Well, don't tell her; steal her away.
She'll get over it In time" 49,
mo, never, never answered the
gypsy, shaking his head.
Cook .here!' commanded the gen
tleman, tonight after all are asleep
bring Leah to, me; you know the place
I will have a paper for you to sign re-
linquishing all right to the child, and
in return I give you $1,000
cone thousand dollars?,s echoed the
man in a low, half-doubting tone.
Eyes, $1,000; it's a lot of money
Eyes. a lot the man hesitated With
It he knew he could be chief of the tribe,
position he had long coveted. And yet
he felt it would XIII the mother asza
-well!' interrpgatiyely. a.ft.s,
"fss. / bring her tonight. It be as
YOU say. I promise" And the gypsy
turned back to the little camp.
shortly after midnight man witk q
child closely clasped in his arms walked
hurried1y along one of the great boule-
wards of the city. AS he neared a hand
some residence, IN the window OF which
a soft light burned, he paused, then
creeping softly to side door, he gave
a low knock; the door opened and the
mar, with the child entered.
IA" her there" was the command
of the gentleman, pointing to a low
couch. The man complied. II tss -
The door opened and the man was
zone. leaving his little one asleep in
fhe rich room; while on bleak hill
side a mother slept, her arm thrown
over the coverlet, seeming to hold With
in its clasp a little child. msE8.
..ypu said, MONSIEUR the child could
sing?" -,
"a an angel. Come, Lesh, the pro-
fesscr wishes to try your voice"