The Cairo bulletin., 1904-12-19

me ner nana.
Il did feel sorry. ma 'sele, that
could not co. but now-now | am
happy, was my remark.
'Oh captain, you are very gallant,
gaid she, as we took seats. ii was not
in the mood for merrymaking, and
tEen, | am reading a book"
"A book! May its covers be the
gates Of happiness" | answered.
"Eh bien ii is tale of love, said
she
"0f man for woman ] inquired.
"Of a lady that loved two knights,
and knew not which the better
rs it possible and-and reasonable"
/ inquired. I'm a tale things should
/ go as--well, as God plans them
quite possible" said she, for in
such thing as love who knows what
what may happen?"
Except he have wide experience"
/ answered
''And have Gods eyes" said she.
Let me tell you They were both hand
| some, brave, splendid, of course, but
thtre was a difference: the one had
4 more perfect beauty of form and face,
the other a nobler soul
And which will she favor"
ALAS, | have not read, and do not
know her enough to judge" was the
answer; "but | shall hate her If she
does not take him with the better
soul"
.And why?" could hear my heart
| beating.
Love is not love unless it be-" She
paused, thinking. Dieu. from soul to
soul" she added feelingly.
She was looking down, white, tap
cred finger stirring the red petals Of
/ the rose Then she spoke in low,
sweet tone that tremb!ed with holy
| feeling and cut me like a sword OF
| the spirit going to its very hilt in my
soul
"Lcve looks to what is noble" said
she, "or it is vain-it is wicked; it
fails: it dies in day, like the rose.
True love, that is forever"
What if it be hopeless" ! whis-
pered
"Ah, then 1t is very bitter said
size, her voice diminishing 1T may
Kill the body, but-but love does not
die. When 1t comes"
There was breath of silence that
had in il strange harmony not of this
world
When it comes'?" | whispered
"You see the coming OF a great king"
said she, looking down thoughtfully,
her chin upon her hand
And all people bow their heads"
said
YES, she added, with sigh, ito
give their bodies to be burned. If he
ask it, The king is cruel-sometimes."
"Dieu!" said "He has many cap.
tiyes.
She broke a sprig of fern, twirling ii
in her fingers; he big eyes looked up
at me, and saw, know, 10 the bottom
of my soul
But long live the king!" said she,
her lips trembling, her cheeks as red as
the rose upon her bosom.
Long live the king!" | murmured.
We dared go no farther. Sweet phil
osopher, inspired of Heaven, could
not bear the look of her and rose
quickly with dim eyes and went out OF
the open door A revelation had come
to me. Mere de Dieu how | loved
that woman so fashioned in thy image!
She followed me, and laid her hand up
on my arm tenderly, while | shook
with emotion.
Captain said she, in that sweet
voice, captain, what have | done?'
1t was the first day of the Indian
summer, q memorable season that year,
when according to an old legend, the
Great Father sits idly on the noun
tain-tops and blows the smoke of his
long pipe into the valleys. In mo-
ment | was quite calm, and stood look
ing off to the hazy hollows OF the far
field. | gave her my arm and without
speaking, We walked slowly down a
garden path. For a time neither broke
the silence.
II did not know did not know,
she whispered presently.
And I-must-tell you" | said brok-
enly that THAT T."
"Hush-sh-sh!" she whispered, her
hand over my lips. Say no more!
say no more. If it is true go-go quick
ly. ! beg of you!"
There was such note of pleading in
her voice | hear it, after all this long
time, in the hushed moments OF my
life, night or day. "Go--go quickly |
beg of you!" We we're both near
breaking down.
"Vive le roll | whispered, taking
her hand.
"Vive lie roll" she whispered, turn
ing away.