The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1905-02-17
CHAPTER III.

How l managed to descend the tree
without falling cannot understand; my
hands and limbs shook as with a palsy,
and my head swan as with a deathly
sickness. When l reached the ground
| was so faint that Josiah had to support
| me for several seconds. When | rpcov-
cred. he helped me over the garden wall.
The whole way, Josiah never ceased
talking; but I was too bewildered to heed
his words. was only reused to atten-
ton when, upon hating before an ex-
tremely gloomy, solitary looking build
ing, my companion cried, Here we arev'
We plunged down a narrow passage, JO-
siah presented small slip Of paper to
| a man who stood behind half-door, and
,, we entered the pit of the theater.
1t was really Hall of Dazzling Light.
The play, l have since ascertained, was
Shakspeare's Romeo and Juliet" Sit
ting in that little country theater, wit
Messing what was, perhaps, only a third
rate provincial performance, a new world
| was opened to me-the glorious world
of poetry and imagination. trembled
| with a daxed delight at the soft beauty
| of the love scenes; my heart swelled with
kindred fire at the passionate outbursts;
and sobbed at seeing the lovers die in
one another's arms. 1t was no fiction to
me, but a reality, beautiful almost be-
yond realization, vet painful almost be-
yond endurance
When the curtain fell, fell with It
from my Elysian heights. With a SILVER
awoke to the dull realization of myself.
My first action was to turn to Josiah,
and grasp his hand in silent gratitude.
did not wish to see any more; l
wished to get away now, to dream over
what l had seen. Josiah had to 20 be-
hind the scenes to get the proof Of the
next nights bill, and l waited outside
the stage door until he returned In
few moments he came out in a great
furry.
"Look here, Silas." he said; 81 can't
go back with you. 1 must get home d.
rectly, or there'll be an awful kick ND.
Come along; I'll put you in the road, SO
that you can't miss your way"
shall never forget the sense Of DESC
lation that fell upon me when l found
myself alone in the street. All the direc-
tons Josiah had given me vanished in
an instant from my memory, and stood
helpless, not knowing which way to turn.
l was in the outskirts of the town, it was
nearly eleven o'clock, and not a soul was
about. walked straight on, feryently
hoping that it might be in the right direc-
ton.
Finally I was In the middle of a long
street, one side of which was occupied
by ordinary houses, but that on which
l found myself was distinguished by a
line Of vast gloomy looking buildings,
turreted walls hung with ivy, and broken
ruins. felt awe-struck at the mighty
piles Of masonry that lowered above me.
Z was standing right before an archway
of a grand Norman tower. l walked tim
idly beneath its black, vaulted roof, to
the iron gate at its further end, and peer
ed at the line Of crumbling ruins that
rose among the trees and shrubs, white
and ghastly, in the moonlight.
As l stood thus, heard rustic.
Chilled with a sense Of fear. turned
quickly round. Through a rent in the
wall, many yards above my head, came
a broad ray Of white light AS turned,
it was falling upon an object that fasci-
mated my gaze. 1t was the head and
face Of beautiful girl. but so pale, so
rigid, that, for an instant, thought they
were those of a statue. She was crouch
ing in the deep shadow Of the black
walls. For a moment l stood SPELL
bound, my eyes fixed upon hers. She
was the first to break the spell. Rising
from her crouching position, she timidly
advanced towards me, and laid small
white hand upon my arm. The touch
thrilled me like an electric shock.
"You will not hurt me, will your" she
said In soft, pleading voice. She was
a slight, delicately formed child, about
my own age, my own height, clothed in
a dark gray dress. Her features were so
delicately moulded that they seemed
rather those OF a wax doll than of a
human being. except in their expression,
which was full of soul. Her eyes were
wonderful; have never seen eyes like
them-they were so sad, so distracted,
in their far-off gaze; and, as she fixed
them upon mine. they thrilled my very
soul.
Hurt your I echoed. 1 knew not
what to say; my brain was too confused.
"Can you tell me the road to the
city 2" she asked. In the same low voice.
answered that had no idea-that 1
had lost my way. and knew not where
was.
what part do you wantr she asked,
with look Of deep interest.
II want to get to Iittls .Re<h'ch~-r-