The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1905-02-02

} face Of q beautiful girl. but % pale. .
rigid. that. for an instant thought the
were those OF = statue. She was crouch
inx In the deep shadow OF the hlacl
walls. For 4 moment l stood spell
bound. my eyes fixed upon hers Sh,
was the first to break the spell Rising
from her crouching position. she tinlidly
advanced towards me. aud laid 4 small
white hand upon my arm. The touch
thrilled me like an electric shock
You will not hurt me. viii your" she
said in a soft. pleading voice. She was
a slight. delicately formed child. about
my own age, my own height, clothed In
dark gray dress. Her features were so
delicately moulded that they seemed
rather those of q wax doll than OF a
human being. except In their expression,
which was full of soul. Her eyes were
wonderful; l have never seen eyes like
them-they were 90 sad. 30 distracted.
In their faro6 case; and. a. she fixed
them upon mine. they thrilled my very
soul.
Hurt your echoed know not
what to say; my brain was too confused.
Can you tell me the road to the
city r shs asked. In the same low voice.
answered that had no idea-thst l
had lost my way. and knew not where l
WAS
What part do you want r. she asked.
with 4 look Of deep interest.
Il want to get to Little Bethlehem
Chapel; then l can And my road" an
swersd.
AT those woris she drew back a few
steps, and something of mistrust erept
Into her face
How strange that we should meetr'
she said. In q dreamy voice. Il think /
can show you your way. / would take
you, but l dare not" she added. with
shuddsr. But first look out In the
street. and see II any one Is about"
l went to the opening OF the gateway,
and looked out Not soul was In sight.
L beckoned TO her and she glided to my
side and pointed out the way l was TO
take.
Il think this Is my way" she said.
indicating an entirely opposite direction:
then added. In an anxious tone, But /
you VIII not tell any one that you have
seen msr
assured her would not. She took
my hand. and we stood In the silent
street, with the full moonlight shining
down upon us l could not talk. l feh
like one deprived of the power Of speech
and volition.
I wonder II we shall ever meet againf
II 10 not likely" she went on. with a
sigh That Is your way. Good by"
She lightly pressed my hand. and with
one more glance from those sad eyes she
hurried away.
In less than half an hour I was In
the garden As l began to climb the
tree the bedroom window was cautiously
raised; my companions were sitting up
Tor me. The clock struck twelve. Ny
'scapade had escaped detection. / was
overwhelmed with eager questions. | do
lot know what l answered. / had fall :
n back into my dream do not know
whether l slept at all that night; my !
enses were STEPPED In a delicious lam {
'uor. In which the play and the after in
ident were inextricably woven together I
In which l had changed my Identity: I
was Romeo. and she whom had so :
iysteriously met was Juliet. With her :
acted all the scenes of love that :
ad witnessed: but mingled with them
Tere new elements, shadowy, Intangible: .
itting too quickly to be xrnsped. but In Il
-hich Judith Porter's face was strange d
mingled. And 30 these phantoms 4
based each other through my brain. I'M e
at the last fair herd. with delicate =,
axen features, wan .ad coloriess. lay :
cad In my arms.
(To be continued.)