The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1904-10-06

Hste AZ = tsnntifal slrl but - Nnlk *
flFid. that. lpf en innkank 4 thcnehk they
mtfD ttbee % d Mtntue. She WA crouch
ing IN the deep shadow Of the black
walls. For q moment I stood spell.
bound. my eyca 6xed upon hers. She
tvus the first TO break tho spell Rising
from her crouching position, she timidly
advanced towards me. and laid a small
mkite hand upon my arm. The touch
thrilled me IKE an electric shock.
You will not hurt me, viii your she
said In a soft pleading voice. She was
a slight, dclicately formed child. about
my own age, my own height. clothed In
a dark gray dress. Her features were 80
delicately moulded that they seemed
rather those OF a wax doll than OF O
human being. except In their expression.
which was FUN OF soul Her eyea were
wonderful; I have never seen eyes like
them-they were 50 sad, 30 distracted,
In their far-oH gaze; and, as she fixed
them upon mi1e. they thrilled my very
soul.
"Hurt youg" ] echoed. I knew not
what 60 say; my brain was too confused.
"CRn you tell me the road 70 the
cityT" she asked. In the same low voice.
l answered that I had no MeA-that /
had lost ms way, and knew not where I
was.
what Part do you wantT" sho asked,
with a look OF deep interest.
IL want 20 get TO Little Bethlehem
chapeli then I can find my road" I n
Ewcred.
AT those words she drew back a few
steps, ami something Of mIstFuSt ercpt
into her face.
"How strange that We should mcct!'
she said, In a dreamy voice. II think /
can show you your way. I would take
you, but l dare not" she added, with a
shudder. "But hrst look out IN the
street, and see II any one IL about"
l went 20 the opening OF the gateway,
and looked out. Not a soul was Ina sight.
I beckoned 10 her and she glided to my
side and pointed out the way ! was to
take.
II think this Is my way" she said.
Indicating an entirely opposite direction;
then added, in mn anxious tone, Bat
you win not tell any n that you have
seen met"
l assured her I would not. She took
my hand, and we stood In the silent
street, with the full moonlight shining
down upon us. I could not talk. I felt
like one deprived OF the power OF speech
and v~olitiOn.
II wonder II we shall ever meet ngainl
II Ia not likely" she went on, with a
sigh. That II your way. Good by"
She lightly pressed my hand, and with
one more glance from those sad aysS she
hurried away.
In less than half an hour I was In
the garden. As I began 20 climb the
tree the bedroom window was cautiously
raised; my companions were sitting up
Tor me. The clock struck twelve. Ny
escaPade had escaped detection. ! was
overwhelmed with eager questions. I do
not know what I answered. / had fall
en- back into my dream. I do not know
whether / slept at all that night; my
senses were stepped In q delicious Ian.
guor, In which the play and the after in
cident were inextricably woven together
lin which ] had changed my identity;
I was Romeo, and she whom I had 90
mysteriously met was Juliet. With her
I acted all the scenes OF love that I
had witnessed: but mingled with them
were new clements, shadOwy, intangible:
hittlng too quickly 10 be grRSped. but In
which Judith POrter's face was strA6Ee-
" mingled. And so these phantoms
chased each other through my brain. un-
I'll at the last a fair head, with delicate
waxen features, wan and colorleSs, lay
dead in my arms.
Go be c~ontlnued.l