The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-10-27
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No" she said and her voice was
smooth as flowing water, Il have not
lest my way VIII ne come 10 me-
your beautiful dOg?'
BEFORE | could speak Voyou crept to
her and laid his silky head against her
knees.
but surely" said I, you did not
come here alone
''AIone? / did come alone.''
But the nearest settlement is Car
dinal, probably nineteen miles from
where we are standing
IT do not know Cardinal" she said.
ste. Croix in Canada is forty miles
at least; how did you come into the
Cardinal wocds?" / asked, amazed.
Into the woOds?'' she repeated a lit
tie impatiently.
Yes"
She did not answer at first. but stood
caressing Voyou with gentle phrase
and gesture.
Your beautiful dog I am fond of.
but / am not fond of being questioned"
she said quietly. My name is Ysonde
and l came to the fountain here to see
your dog.
I was properly quenched. After mo-
ment or two l did say that in another
hour il would be growing dusky. but
she neither replied nor looked at me.
This" 1 ventured. lis a beautiful
poOl-yOu call it a fOuntain-a delicious
fountain. L have never before seen it.
1t Is hard to imagine that nature did
all this"
rs it?" she said.
Don't you think so?" I asked
Il haven't thought; wish when you
60 you would leave me your dog"
'My-my dog?''
IF you don't mind" she said sweet
~. and looked at me for the first time
in the face.
For an instant our glances met, then
she grew grave. and I saw that her
eyes were fixed on my forehead. Sud-
denly she rose and drew nearer, look
ing intently at my forehead. There
was a faint mark there, a tiny cres-
cent. just over my eyebrow. 1t was
birthmark.
rs that a SCARF" she demanded.
drawing nearer.
That crescent-shaped mark? No"
No? Are you sure?" she insisted.
Perfectly" 1 replied, astonished.
IA birthmark?"
"Yes-may 1 ask why2"
As she drew away from me, l saw
that the color had fled from her cheeks.
For a second she clasped both her
hands over her eyes as if TO shut out
my face. thea slowly dropping her
hands, she sat down on a long square
block of stone which half encircled the
basin, and on which to my amazement
/ saw carving. Voyou went to her
again and laid his head in her lap.
What is your name?" she asked at
length.
Roy Cardenhe"
Mine is Ysonde. I carved these
dragon-fiies on the stone. these fishes
and shells and butterflies you see.'
you. They are wonderfully deli
dragon-fiies-"
"No-they are more beautiful. See,
] have my hammer and chisel with
me"
She drew from a queer pouch at her
side a small hammer and chisel and
held them toward me.
You are very talented" I said;
where did you study?"
u? | never studied-I knew how.
saw things and cut them out of stone
Do you like them? Some time 1 will
show you other things that / have
done If l had a great lump of bronze
/ could make your dog, beautiful as
he is"
Her hammer fell into the fountain,
and leaned over and plunged my arm
into the water to find it.
1T is there, shining on the sand"
she said, leaning over the pool with
me.
"Where?' I said, looking at our re-
Elected faces in the water. For it was
only in the water that / dared, as yet,
TO look her long in the face.
The pool mirrored the exquisite oval
of her head, the heavy hair, the eyes.
! heard the silken rustic of her girdle,
] caught the flash of a white arm, and
the hammer was drawn up dripping
with spray.
The troubled surface of the pool grew
calm and again 1 saw her eyes re-
Elected.
Listen" she said in a low voice, do
YOU think you will come again to my
Fountain"
Il will come" / said. My voice was
dull: the noise of water filled my
ears.
Then a swift shadow sped across the
pool: 1 rubbed my eyes. Where her
reflected face had bent beside mine
there was nothing mirrored but the
rosy evening sky with one pale star
glimmering. l drew myself up and
turned. She was gone. l saw the faint
star twinkling above me in the after
glow, / saw the tall trees motionless
i'm the still evening air, 1 saw my dog
slumbering at my feet.
The sweet scent in the air had faded,
leaving in my nostrils the heavy odor
of fern and forest mould. A blind fear
seized me, and / caught up my gun
and sprang into the darkening woods.
The dog followed me. crashing through
the underground at my side. Duller
and duller grew the light, but 1 strobe
on. the sweat pouring from my face
and hair, my mind a chaos. How I
reached the spiney / can hardly tell.
As 1 turned up the path I caught a
glimpse of a human face peering at me
from the darkening thicket-a horrible
human face. yellow and drawn with
high-bOned checks and narrow eyes.
Involuntarily / halted; the dog at ny
heels snarled. Then l sprang straight
It it. flOundering blindly through the
thicket, but the night had fallen swift
" and I found myself painting and
struggling in maze of twisted shrub
berry and twining vines, unable to see
the very underground that ensnared
me.
It was a pale face. and a scratched
enc that 1 carried to a late dinner that
night. Hewlett served me, dumb re-
proach in his eyes, for the soup had
been standing and the grouse was
juiceless.
David brought the dogs in after they
had had their supper. and | drew my