The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1905-08-04
THE EuGHI OF The PRINCESS.


with the pine needless and the pines themselves, whose
roots made promontOres, looked down silently on their
green images. She crept to the margin and beheld
herself with wonder, hollow and bright eyed phantom
in the ruins of her palace robe The breeze shook
her image now it would be marred with flies; and at
that she smiled and from the fading circles, her coun-
terpart smiled back to her and looked kind. She sat
long in the warm sum- and pitied her bare that
were all bruised and marred with falling she marveled
to that she dirty, and could not grow to believe
that she had gone long in such strange disorder
Then with sigh, she addressed herself to make
toilet by that forest mirror, washed herself pure from
all the stains of her adventure, took off her Jewels and
wrapped them in her handkerchief, rearranged the
aters of her dress, and took down the folds of her
hair. She shook it round her face and the pool re-
peated her thus yelled Her hair had smet like voles,
she remembered Otto saying; and now she tried to
smell it. and then shook her head and laughed little
sadly to herself.
The laugh was returned upon her in childish echol
She looked up; and lol two children looking on small
girl and yet smaller byp standing, like playthings
by the pool, below spreading pine. Seraphlna was
fond of children, and she startled to the
heart.
who are you? she cried, hoarsely
The mites hudded together and drew back; and
Seraphinas heart reproached her that she should have
frightened things quaint and little, and yet alive
with Senses She thought upon the birds and looked
again at her visitors little large and SO far more
innocent. On their clear faces, IN pool, she saw
the reflection of their fears. With gracious purpose
she arose.
Come, she said do not be afraid of me, and took
a step towards them.
But alas at the first movement the poor babes in
the wood turned and ran helter-skeer from the Prn
The most desolate pang was struck into the girls
heart. Here she was, twenty-five soon twenty-three
and not creature loved her; none but Otto and
would even he forgive? If she began weeping in these
woods alone it would mean death or madness. Hastily
she trod thoughts out like burning paper; hastily
rolled up her locks, and with terror doggng her. and
her whole bosom sick with grief resumed her Journey
Past ten in the forenoon, she struck hlgflrOad,
marching in that place uphill between two stately
groves river Of sunlight and here dead weary, care
less of consequences, and taking some courage from
the human and civilized neighbourhood of the road
she stretched herself the green margin in the shadow
of tree Sleep closed on her, at first with horror
of fainting, but when she ceased TO struggle, kindly
embracing her So she taken home for a lltte
from all her tolls and sorrows, to her Fathers arms
And there in the meanwhile her body lay exposed by
the hghwayside, in tattered nery and on either hand
from the woods the birds came flying by and calling
upon Others and debated In their own tongue this
strange appearance.
little below where they Stood good-size1 brook
passed below the road which oveTleapt it in single
arch. On bank of that loquaclOus water foot
path decended green dell. Here it was rocky and
stony and lay the steep scaps of the avine; here
it way choked with brambles and there in fairy haughs
it Law for few PAGES evenly the green turf. Like
sponge, the hillside oozed with wel-water The burn
kept growing both in force and voume at every leap
it fell with heavier punges and span more widely in
the pool Great had been the labours OF that stream
and great and agreeable the changes it had wrought
1t had cut through dykes of stubborn rock and now
like blowing dolphin, spouted through the orifce;
along all its humble coasts it had undermined and
rafted-down the goodler timber f the forest and
these rough clearngs it now set and tended primrose
gardens and planted woods of willow, and made
favourte of the silver birch Through all these friendly
features the path its human acoyte conducted our two
wanderers downward, Otto before, still pausing at
the more difficult passages to lend assistance the Prn
cess following From time to time, wien he turned to
help her, her face would tighten npon his her eyes,
half desperately, him. He saw, lu dared not
understand She does not love me, he told himself,
with magnanimty. This is morse or gratitude;
were no gentleman, no, nor yet man, if presumed
upon these pitiful concessions
Some way down the glen, the ftream, already grown
to good bulk of water, redely damned across ard
about third of it abducted in wooden trough. Gayy
tho n,re wafer airs first cousin eeted ALONG the rude