The Opelousas courier., 1904-08-13

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tory! All! it is victory that makes
us free, and enables us q live out our
lives in proud happiness, f1Rt peace with
ourselves and the world!A Give me but
one victory-one victoryIkand I shall
be content!" IA
"And hast thou truly gpSned no vic
tory, ASSAM"
lover, but her tender mSaAg he I'M
derstood not, and he aafy ed:
mo; none!r an
r, :A ! j; lido I keep y.9 f''"-tn7
Eyes, my beloved" 50
For a few minutes sh9nce. Then
the tear-choked voice Of the maiden:
81 will hold thee not. o Assam! I
will send thee to the ppiness with
a thousand blessings and good
wishes"
Impatiently the son of the Caliph
shrugged his shoulders.
81 know! I know"
Like the signing of the night breeze
in the forest was the voice Of the
maiden in her anguish:
"A-n-d?"
Rudely broke in the voice of Assa1
$50 long as my eyes see thee;
long as my arms enfold thee; so loi
as my lips caress thine; so long as
words find an echo within thy hear
so long, o Marghyla! am I held fir q
going forth to my victory. And vt
within me the hot blood surges, a ID
within me there are struggles, fights,
battles; and I long, oh! I long to sta I'D
AS a man among men! By Allah I
will gain what l wish! I will not lfe
as a pleasure-bound slave! l hate
myself in these chains that keep me
from my victory! Oh! I hate my
self"
With folded arms, the son of the
Caliph gazed down upon the Tigris,
and saw not that into his beloved's
eyes pearls came gleaming-pearls
more precious than precious stones.
He saw only himself in battle, rush
ing on to victory against the enemy,
and her words he heard not:
Farewell, o Assam! Go thou to
fight against the Frankish Emperor!
1 shall prepare the way for thy first
victory"
Softly, softly she stole from the
room, and with her went the last rays
of the dying sun All the sparkling
diamonds Of the rivers nipples were
gone, and over the land fell the dark
blue veil of night. 1t was still, deeply
still, over Bagdad. Not a barge upon
the bosom of the river. The people
were gone from the terraces. Lonely
through the darkness came the night
ingale's languishing "Bul-bul-tee-tee-
tee-teere-e-e."
Yet long stood Assam in the high
arched window, darkly gazing over
the water, on which floated the silvery
ribbon of the rising moon. Suddenly,
from the little garden at the foot of
the tower, he heard a voice gently call
ing: "Assan, o Assam"
The voice was mingled with the
nightingale's "Tee-tee-tee-teere-e-e."
Far out Of the window leaned Assam.
and saw his beloved, Marghyla, clothed
in her white silken draperies, stand
ing close to the brink Of the river.
"Why disturbest thou me?" cried
Assam.
"See! Assam" called back his be-
loved; "the chains of the slave are for
thee broken! Go thou now and be
happy"
Slowly, her ARMS stretched toward
him. Marghyla fell back into the wa
ter.
Like a statuqfof marble stood Assam.
But, now that he saw his beloved
drifting away on the food of the river
toward the Castle of Eternal Forget.
fulness, the demons bonds about his
heart were loosened.
"Marghyla!" cried Assam.
In a fright the nightingale cried out.
Lightly the lover sprang through the
window and clambered swiftly down
the ose bushes till he stood at the
brink oAthe river. Into the water
plungefaa lEihe son of the Caliph. A des'
peratS ub1truggle was his. But he
brougR his beloved to safety. Under
the re- Abushes in the little garden AS
san lsId down his burden, and as the
maidpa opened her eyes and looked ur
into IDS, she saw them shining in vic.
toryflshe heard his estate 'Thou!"
BIT Marghyla turned from him, say
ing
why saved thou me, o ASSAM"
With his strong arms he lifted heI
gently and gathered her to his bosom
and earnestly he made answer.
"In saving thee, I have saved my
self. Thou hast made me see that in
thee have I triumphed. Instead Of
chains, thou hast given me freedom
Blind / was, but cleared is'my vision
Love is a victory; from self it frees
us. It raiseth US above all impulses
of evil. MsrghylaI"-New York Post
Trees Survive Baltimore Fire.
In the burned district there are TIVE
trees which, though having been sub
jected to a heat which melted iron an(
caused strong buildings to crumbl'
and fall, are still standing, and arr
apparently uninjured. One is ON Fred
erick street, near Baltimore street, jus
opposite the site Of the Odeon Theatre
and the other is in the rear of tn
ruins of the Southern Electric Com