The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1904-01-19
The Gypsy's
Daughter ~
By PHALLEY YALE CURTIS.
tcopyrisht, 1905, BY Daily story Pub. Coz
80 A GAIN. Leahl The gentlemen
~ wish It,"

% A GAIN. LeahI The gentlemen
a wish it."
But | am so tired, mamma"
Yes, yes! But see all the pennies.
Once more and l will get thee a red
scarf"
And so, inspired by that promise, the
little gypsy again broke into the strange
fantastic dance, her tiny feet in perfect
step. and time to the thrum. thrum of
the mothers old guitar. Light as this
tie down, she glided to and fro ever
the rough ground, the gypsies In their
ragged, yet artistic, garb forming a 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
20 the father, handsome. yet crafty.
The elfn child was in fact the fitting
issue of so strange a union.
AS the v~isitors left the camp, the ia
Their, in reply to a 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"
THE child is yours." he inquired.
Mine"
How old is she?"
"Six years"
Who taught her to dance and sing?"
Like me she dance, the song come
from the mother"
"Ahl So thought. And she resem-
lbles you both?"
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, l hate you
she said; the queen tell me all, and
laugh and say: All, so the queen talk:
some day she talk no more-but do not
hate me or your child be like me- And
again | laugh. and that night the queen
die and Leah born.
Half love, half hate is Leah; that
way she be till | die. The stars ave
told IL. When | die she be like the
mother always. Till then she be as o
see her now, part heaven. part hell
AS the gypsy ceased speaking, the GEN
tleman turned towards him with an ex-
preston OF decision: would you like
TO sell your daughter9"
Sell herr" returned the man.
Yes, sell her. You need money"
Eyes, much. But the mother need
Leah; It kiln her to lose her."
well. don't tell her; steal her awav
She'll get over It in time"
NO, never. never" answered the
gypsy. shaking his head.
Look herel" commanded the gem
tleman. tonight after all are asleep
bring Leah TO me; You know the place.
| will have a paper for you to sign re-
linquishing all right to the child. and
In return give you 81 1000"
"one thousand dollars?" echoed the
man In a low, half-doubting tone.
Eyes, 81 900; it's a lot of money"
Yes, a lot" the man h~esltated. with
It he knew he could be chief of the tribe.
a position he had long coveted. And vet
he felt II would kill the mother.
"Well?" in-terrosatively.
'Yes. bring her tonight. II be as
you say. | promise" And the gypsy
turned back to the little camp.
Shortly after midnight a man with a
child closely clasped in his arms walked
hurriedly along one of the great boule-
wards of the city. AS he neareda a hand
some residence, In the window of which
a soft light burned. he paused. then
creeping softly to a side door, he gave
a low knock; the door opened and the
man with the child entered.
Lay her there was the command
of the gentleman. pointing to a low
couch. The man complied,
The door opened and the man was
gone, leaving his little one asleep IN
the rich room; while on a bleak hill
side a mother slept. her arm thrown
over the coverlet, seeming to hold with
in its clasp a little child.
you said. monsieur, the child could
sing?"
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