The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1904-09-02
ly lady; she released herself from The
clasp OF nv arms

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clasp OF my arms.
l He calls me- she said. sorrowfnl-
~, IN tone OF resignation. Leave me
forever. can never be thine. Thou
Camest too late. GOodbyr
she kissed me once more. stepped
back and vanished into the deepening
shadows Of the night.
n great wind arose: the tall trees
shuddered ana bent their proud heads
nearly 10 the ground. a thunder
storm broke out; internal noises filled
the air; awful. wailins voices were
| heard in the distance; a gigantic black
| cloud hung over the moon like dr1p-
| cry OF mourning. / blew my horn in
! order TO signal her that / was near.
| and that she need not be afraid. But
| it gave no sound. threw IL away an
| grily, and, like a child whose dearly
| cherished toy had been taken away.
| screamed her name in rage and despair
| into the dark, merciless night Then.
! seeing that everything was ia vain.
threw myself hcadlOng down upon the
| wet grass ana wept in my helpless
| fury and sorrow
THE whinnying Of ny horse brought
! me back 10 my senses. did not won
der at its being there, but mounted up
on il. began again my search FOR my
| dear lost lady love. But again failed,
and when AZ last morning came-a
pale, fOggy, cOlOrless nOrning-I found
myself in q wide open field. A curl
Gus sparkling light spread over the
whole landscape, the leaves Gf the
trees and the grass looked as II they
had been burned mp in an unseen FIRE;
everything was shrlycled up ana hung
dlscOnsOlatc in the cool dayDrcak
wind. and yondcr ia the furrOw an old
peasant drove his plow deep in the
heart OF The earth
Where is the white marble cas-
tlo| / asked, ana ne looked af me
amazed
81 have lived hero for twenty years
bat have never heard rs much as a
rumor of any white castle he an
swcred, dOggcdly
But, seeing my dcsolatiou. he put
his hand upon my arm.
Don't indulge In dreams, young
knight he continued; they are never
realized in life. Look, the only cOnsO-
latiOn Of existence il work. DO as J
do, and you viii learn TO forget
II did as he badc me. / broke my
sword ia two pieces ana made them
into a plowshare, ! wound : rope from
the strings Of my harp, put II upon the
neck Of my horse 10 use for q halter
ana began to plow.
AN the rest Of my life was spent ia
hard work, and yet ! never learned 10
forget
lie broke OFF
81 should very much like 30 Enow
what possible link there can he be
tween this story ana the visionary
suiferings Of your present day exls-
tenceW asked the critic, ironically.
LET us say you really went through
all that, this time YOU live in quite
different milieu, where you are not OK
posed 10 those pleasures nor 10 those
temptations az ia the former one"
Let him finish his story cried
Countess Rolla; "its impossible that
this should be the cnd. What neXt?"
Only the lady OF the house remained
silent. She hid her face behind her
hands. and as she leaned n little for
ward a spray Of lilies from her hair
fell at the feet of Adam Doros2lly.
What ncxt?' repeated he. There
is nothing else to tell In this second
existence my whole time has been
spent in search Tor that scarcely known
ana lost sweet lady. AMI when at last
| have found her, now. as in Che past
she is the wife OF another man The
Ladys Realm.