Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-09-27
: Case for the AIienist.

Raneaes turned over thrice in his sar-
cophaous and sneezed, awaking the
cchce, OF the silent pyramid Throwing
aside his wrappines of purple and fine
linen. he raised the wooden cover and
reached for a bath robe.
"Nerissa! What, no! Nerissa!" he
cried and scarcely had the sound died
away when an eruption from secopd
mummy ease revealed beautiful, dark
some damsel. shade less substantial
than Rameses himself.
ooh, beauteous Lily of the Nile dost
thou realize that tonight we may leave
behind this magnificent tomb and enter
into the bodies or moruais, seeing what
we will? I have heard that Il band of
impious and light hearted youths are
about to hold up the imperial dynasty of
the Ptolemies to ridicule before the com.
mon herd. I would witness it
"As you will, so shall it be, my 9ra-
cious lord" answered the fair spectef, fe-
in the days when she had lived it was no
small thing to cross the will of ones lord
and master.
A very weary young man and very
weary maiden. not to mention very
weary chapcron, took their seats Il few
moments ere the curtain rose For two
days they had danced canoed and talked,
until He. who was one of the shy and
silent order seriously contemplated sui
eide or a remark on the weather. And
so he was devoutly thankful when the
Object of His Dreams evinced Il desire
for silence Not word fitted between
them for as much as thirty seconds, and
then there stole upon them Il faint but
overpoWering stlIpor, as if they We're
floating through space, borne along on
the filmy wave of Il billowy cloud. For
Rameses and Nerissa had entered into
their mortal frames.
An unwarranted agitation on the part
of the drummer stirred Him to con-
seriousness. and as He turned and gazed
upon the maiden at His side He be-
thought him of witty remark and tried
to spring it i'll approved fashion. But to
His Dismay He found Himself saying,
The slavish knaves! How dare they
falsify history? 1t was not so that my
life was wrought in hieroglyphics on
the obelisk [ will have them all thrown
to the sacred crocodile of Iris as an en-
tree!"
The very modern young lady by His
side nodded her pretty head and an ut"
tcrly astonished young man heard Her
say. Yea my lord, 'twere indeed foul
thing to traduce thee so!'' The look
that came with Her words made His
heart. all already much overworked Or
gan. race madly. and a wish to tell Her
what was on His mind took possession
of Him, Yet-what i'll the name of all
t, IIoIr Ir,s Io SoViOO2
My Lotus Bud, my Egyptian Queen,
nv adored One, | have loved thee for
ages without number. I love thee now.
What matter if they make sport of Il
long line of illustrious kings? still have
thee. Sweet One!'
Thou hast always had my love, OH
Prince!" softly answered the Girl, ere
apopIcxy nearly seized the Prince" and
He gasped for air.
Once more the insistent drummer rent
the air with his crashing cymbals.
The man rubbed his eyes and turned
d puzzled glance.
1--WE must have been dreaming" said
He, and She only nodded.
He leaned little closer and whis-
pered, IT wish we had kept OH dream
ing"
$50 do T." she answered.
III.
Far off in Egypt two mummy cases
closed softly i'll the mighy pyramid, and
from the depths of one there came in
muflled tones: well, there is something
left in the world nowadays, even though
they do faIsify history."-The Princeton
Tiger.