Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1903-03-07

said. sigh, my lutte, sigh"
He let his fingers ripple over the
strings, waking the faint wall with q
plaintive minor. In Il moment or two
he began to ~recite, touching every now
and hen n chord on his lutte TO empha'
size the words he spoke:
II wonder in what Isle Of Bliss
Apollo's music fills the air;
In what green valley Artelnis
For young Endymion spreads the
snare:
Where Venus fingers d~cbonair:
The wind has blown them all away
And Pan lies piping In his lair
where are the GODS Of Yesterday?
"Sny where the great Ser1iramis
Sleeps in q rUso-TSd tomb; and where
The precious dust OF Caesar Is.
or Cleopatra yellow hair:
Where Alexander Do-and-Dare;
The wind has blown them all away
+ And RedbeGrd o. the Iron Chair;
. Wncre arc tho Dreams Of Yesterday?
Where is the Queen Of Herod's kiss,
And Phryue in her beauty bare;
BY what strange sea does Tomyrls
With DIDO and CasSandra share
Divine Prosarptna's despair;
The Wind has blown them all away
For what poor Gho8t does Helen care?
Where ere the Girls OF Yesterday?
Alas for lovers! Pair by pair
The Wind has blown them all away:
The yoUnS ana ARE, the fond and fair:
Where arc tho Gns"s OF Yestcrday?'
The little group whom he addressed
fingered in a gracious silence for a
short spoCe. GlnEer and listeners
seemed to De in all exquisite isolation OF
moonlight and soft oG0r5. Katherine
muymurcd pausivcl. to herself:
~ kcyc arc The SHOWS of ye&tcrGCy?'
Her eyes were shining like summer
stars, her parted lips made Niiion think
OF ripe p9l.CGrGpGtor her mind was
wandering Ia the Islands Of the BIest
with lovers ard ladies whom EillCn had
pr5iscd. Viiloa dismissed melancholy
with q les.:
sweet IIaloa," he said; my song Is
SURG. Dc not let It dishe2rten you, for,
Le.ievc nc, II VIII snow again next year
and lie white ard light on the graves
Of deal laTers. Yesterday Is dead, and
tomorrow comes never"
He drew very Coiae t. katherine and
Whispered TIC end Of hiS sentence in
her ear:
Let u2 live and love today"
IIatECrl.c' save a Ntt'e start as 4
dropped from cloud.ard and looked at
him. He drew beck and turned to the
others.
"Fair IaG'oa." he sold; shall we so
to the great bah where the Italian play
ers ElmhCi?"
The women gathercd about him,
thanking him Tor his scng, and then
nutterod away Ike brilliant birds, up
the steps 70 the terrace. As they did
so a figure in 4 pilgrims gown came
from the scented gloom OF ore Of the
rose GIicI9, paused Tor q as
II undecided as TO his course, ard then
proceeded 10 cross tie space OF moon
lit grass. He did not heed Katherine,
standing IN the shadow, til he almost
touched her. Then re glanced at her,
ana with a stiiied exclamation hurried
past plunged into the darkness or an
opposite alley, n disappeared SATIN
crime gave q niue cry tn&t was almost
q cry OK rear, ana ran swiftly 10 Where
VIlion stood apart at the foot OF the
steps awaiting hcr pleasure.
My lord" she cried, and he, turning,
swiftly Responded:
My lady,
This masking kindles fanCies. ]
thought but now hat the eyes of
Thi5aut d'AE&sisry glaEed OF me from
under a pilgrims hood"
Fii!on troWned.
"A villGinOus apDarition. For the
news Is that he lies dead in the camp
Of Burgundy"
Katherine rayc n lite
II always hated him: almost feared
him. If he be dead. I hone he will not
haunt me. All! I tingie tonight like a
lutte that Is tuned too hlgh."
Let US think Of no evil things to-
night" ViNon responded. "Win you
watch the playcrs?"
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made tbs ling ]nonuior tbr % risiane
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colrtiors fo9st and Iadics de ncep"
lilo voice sWelied proudly 20 he
answered:
- want the duka &c Prrr,rdv IN bo.
Iievn that fhe kinr's favGrife is a ganv
and the xing's court an orav where ths
kings homer melts like q pearl I'm q NOT
OF vinegar. But our swords arc rom
nn,,sfo al - ,Me - ~ U""G
- 80 'CtiSH' VIC luz
Ihe Slll HlBheu. l Wouiu that l were
q man that l might rio with o
into her eyes.
II rio in your honor. Heaven has
been very good to me, and | serve
France serving you. Perhaps 1 serve
both for the last time"
For the last timer" she repeated.
: oee Ia ""oy I"Nterns warn me that