The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-02-11
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r,,r..s stokes Company. Why
no -ide TO 'he heroine, very pretty
varI,.b lady ia the railroad train on the
a., the sahara DESERT Why was he
7,.lo 20 her on the tower Of Count
rnoccupied hotel at Beni-Mora-
commanding desert prospect so
"a, IN gorgeous and profound Impressions
lake. crowded pages TO tell about
Tne heroine herself was tremendously
,. about Audrovsky. To be sure
or, oer. others 20 interest her There
,,s Count Anteoni, hailing from Rome
sc.,y. WHO lived IN a wonderful garden
es roc. and sand Attendants displaying
o. and perfect feet, went about the
S.,or. garden with cigarettes and roses
=, ,be,r hands There was one who never
or, ,p5ut. hut who sat all day PLYING
,,rs song. on flute. As we read about
..,, we were glad to be out of heuring.
Tho l-,, co.n. also had a purple china dog
,ts,s,t with his tail curled over his back
,,o,riy Starring into vacancy We felt
.,, oor own modest desires would hardly
lncluie the china dog
Than there WIS the spectral Arab. who
,,oL,J into ,hc seeds Of time by scrutinizing
tag of sand II Col Tody Hamilton or
~, George starr had ever set eyes on him
=. would have lott the Sahara and entered
s,,Rarrllr Bailey 3 Greatest Show. He
sss the tbuue-t man abe had ever seen,
,,l moved aud stood almost as If he were
t,rooss The Inc Of his delicate and arbi-
,rary fo.tures Was fierce. His face was
.t,tcl with smallpox and marked by an old
Ind eylientlv made by knife, which
,,-,,rhad from his left cheek TO his fore
bo55 ending just over bis left eyebrow.
ps might have heen German student II
he had boon properly rounded out. and eN-
,o,, for other lessons. The expression
n bis ewes was almost disgustingly intelli-
cort While they we're fixed upon her,
nominl felt MS il her body We're a class box
IN which an her thoughts feelings and de-
sir44 we're ranged for his inspection
I, would hc vain to attempt TO rehearse
here an that The heroine found interesting
in Africa Take merely the Impressions
tina, thronGca upon her when she first heard
the lovestrickcn Arabs hute the same
music that ru1it.tudes Of Ms doubtless would
he wiling and even eager To foIego. We
read
The distant love song of the 1uto seemed
10 Donin tho last touch of e1chantment
mixing this indeei n wonderland She
could no. move. and held u? hcr hands
70 STAY ihe fe't Of Smlin who had rose
in his hand AMI was lending her about
the Counts garienl who was quite content
- wait Nev,r before had she heard any
~ / ~,
much 10 h ,- a. this African tune played by
an eaim,rnl glrdennr. Queer and I'M
c9I'h a. il wl1. distorted with ornaments
and trIoS,l ont with abrupt runs. ex-
quisitey unnecessary grace notes, end
sudden twitterings prolonged till a strange
and frivolous Eternity tripod in 10 hanlsh
Tina it graspei Dlnin's fancy and laid
spall upon her Imagination For it
sounded "a naivey sincere as the song of n
hiri. AMI II the heart from which il
flowed were like the hen RI Of child, place
Of revelation, not Of cpncnllmc1'. The
sun made men careles- here. They opened
their windows TO II. end ono could SOC into
the warm and glowing rooms Domini
looked at the gentle Arab youth beside her.
already twice married and twice divorced
She listened to Larhi's uDending song Of
love And sh, said to herself These
people. CIVILIZED or not, AT least live and
have beon dead all my life, dead in life
That vas horribly possible. She knew il
as she felt the enormously powerful spell
Of Africa descending upon her, enveloping
her quietly but irresistibly. The dream
Of this garden was quick with vague
and yet ferc, stirring of realities. There
was n murmuring Of many small and dis
tant voices like the voices Of innumerahle
tiny things following restless activities
in a deep forest. A. she stood there the
last grain Of European dust vas lifted from
Domnis soul How deeply II had be en-
buried and for how many years
Domin was ~ years old. A. she was
rich and good looking, wa must think it
her own fault that she was not married in
England OF course. the story reader will
be thankful 10 the author for bringing her
10 Africa to receive impressions She re-
riyed plenty u them Africa Is set before
Us as the land of ro-t hut Domiu was not
very rcstful there She tried to get to
sleep by reading Newman. II raiHsd.
She got mp and looked ont Of the window.
Heavy rain was falling The night was
very black and smel' rich and damp "a
IL held IN Us arms strange onerings-a
merchandise altogether foreign, tropical
and al.unng A. she stood there. face to
face with a wonder tha, she could not see,
Domini (or- Newman. felt the
brave companion hip Of mystery. In it
she OWNED the beating pulses the hot,
surgns blood Of freedom
II is curious how we look for freedom in
world IN which We are very much con-
strained II h1s never seemed 70 us that
We should better our unquestionably fet-
tered condition by going 10 the Desert Of
Sahara Domini had hor own ideas and
hopes We read
She wanted freedom a wide horizon,
the great winds the great sun. the terrible
spaces. the glowing Shimmer.ng radiance.
the hot enhancing Moons and bloomy,
purple nights Of Africa She wanted the
nomad's fires and the acid voices of the
habyle dogs She wanted the roar of the
tom-tom-. the clash Of the cymbals. the
at,le Of the negroes castanets, the Gut-
,enng, painted figures Of the dancers.
Me wanted more than she could express
more than she knew 1t was there. want,
aching 10 her heart as she drew into her
hosirilS this strange and wealthy atmos-
rhere
Noon IN The story ia more than once