The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1892-1907, 1905-01-21


face Of a beautiful girl. but % pals. 90
rigid, that, for an instant I thought they
were those OF 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 erouehing position, she timidly
advanced towards me, aud laid q small
white hand upon my arm. The touch
thrilled me like an electric shock.
You win not hurt me, viii yOur' she
said in a soft, pleading voice. She was
slight. delicately formed child, about
my own age, my own height. clothed In
a dark gray dress. Her features were 50
delicately moulded that they seemed
rather those Of a wax doll than OF
human being, except In their expression.
which was full OF soul Her eyes were
wonderful; l have never seen eyes like
them-they were so sad. 50 distracted.
In their far-oH gaze; and, az she Fixed
them upon mine. they thrilled my very
soul.
Hurt yOuP' l echoed. l knew not
what to say; my brain was too confused.
"Can you tell me the road TO the
city ?" she asked, In the same low Voice
answered that had no idea-that
had lost my way, and knew not where |
was
What Part do you want p she asked.
with a look of deep interest.
Il want to get 10 Little Bethlehem
Chapel; then | can end my road" an
swered.
At those words she drew back a few
steps, and something OF mlstrust erept
into her face.
How strange that we should meety'
she said. In a dreamy voice. II think
can show you your way. would take
| you, but dare not. she added, with &
sh uddsr. But krst look out In the
street. and see II any one Is about"
went to the opening Of the gateway
and looked out. Not a soul was In sight
bsckoned TO her and she glided to my
side and pointed out the way l was q
| take.
II think this Is my way" she said
indicating an entirely opposite direction
then added. In an anxious tone, "Bui
| you win not tell any one that you have
seen msr'
assured her would not. She tool
my hand, and we stood In the silen
street, with the full moonlight shining
down upon US l could not talk. feb
Ike one deprived OF the power Of speed
| and Volition
Il wonder II we shall ever meet again
II Il not likely" she went on. with
sigh. That IL your way. Good by"
She lightly pressed my hand. and Will
one more glance FROM those sad eyes shr
hurried away.
In less than half an hour was q
the garden. As l began to climb tn
tree the bedroom window was eautiousi
raised; my companions were sitting al
for me. The clock struck twelve. NJ
escapads had escaped detection. va
overwhelmed with eager questions. d
not know what | answered. had fail
en- back into my dream. I do not know
whether | slept at all that night: "a
senses were STEPPED Ia a delicious Ian
guor. In which the play and the after In
cident were ineXtricably woven togeths
lin which | had changed my identity
was Romeo. and she whom I had .
mysteriously met was Juliet With he
acted all the scenes Of love that
had witnessed: but mingled with Their
were new elements. shadewy. intangible
fitting too quickly 20 be grasped bat {
which Judith Porter's face was stranEi
~ mingled And 50 these phantom
chased each other through my brain NJ
Ill at the last a fair head. with dslicat
waXsn features, wan aud eolOrless, Ia
dead in my arms.
Ito be continued