The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-04-05

Donatello, but made no motion toward him until he cried; "Miriaml"
 m was but the single word; but It told Miriam that the sense or tnei. mutual crime had only stunned ana not destruyed the vitality or nis ar lection. She went to nm au'onw s.,,,n,nr in the presence of the grave scuiptor they clasped hands and stood there, inc beautiful man and the beautifui woman, feeling that they were uniteo
 Kenyon returned to Rome to hnd poor Hilda sadly worn and tnin. one had wandered like q lost soul rom gallery to gallery. Her oeIoveu os masters brought her no comfort ana m hone. and her brush failed Tn us , work. A deadly despondeney had seized on her, and every day she iet herself sinking deeper unoer tne knowIedge of the crime whose secret she had ,n her heart.
 The sculptor's arrival took her out os herself and began to reawaken tne e,a hsnnv urageous Hilda. One day he took her to his studio and showed her a bust that he had modelled while at Mont Beni. It was that or Dona- | tello. 'T hardly know how to denne I said she. Tt has an enect as
  | hrtghten while I look at it. A soul IS heinz breathed into him. t is tne Faun. but advancing to state oh higher development.
 sT belieye you arc right" answered Kenyou thoughtfuliy. And strenEsly enough, it is the very expression .nA. | I could not produce sn the clay, .ses M another chin shall be struck from this
 Ana accordingly Donateiio's bust has | aver sinee remained unfinished. most l anectators mistake 1t for an unsuc- | cessful attempt toward copying Ino features of the Faun of Praxiteies. One observer in a thousand IS conscious oL | something more and fingers long over
 The next day Hilda remembered that
 the lime had come, when Miriam | aackef was to be delivered at the
 psiaxzo Cenci, since she had not
 cia,rned it. She set forth alone ana entered the immense portal.
 A little later Kenyon wn ,es,n 3hyourh the Vatican galleries, Looking n vain for HiIda, who had half prom isa6 to meet him there. After long ttv,a during which all the g1ories or scnIrt,,re and paint looked down on him coldly and without arousing single thrill in him. he deperted witn chill of disappointment. He went 70 his studio and tried to woIk. 0u, .s .nnsS tha clay aside. He wandered through ths streets and found no satfsfaction.
 auddenIy A carriage passed hlrn- It
 s.arrad and A beokoning hand pro- truded from tho window. A woman m . rich dress with a great red gem on her breast. leaned forward. IL Waa Miriam. By her side sat oignit@ry
 ,.,ha u-.a known to all Rome through inc righ rank that he held in the Papal lGoyarnrnAnt.
 Miriam leaned forward and whi- anered: "when the lamp goes out. oo
 moi despa.r" Before he could ask
 question the carriage drove swiftly on.
 Ills mind groped for a clue to the
 strange words. Suddenly 1t nasheo on
 him that the lamp must be the lamp
 that Hilda kept alight before me
 shrine on her tower. He hasteneo
 there The light was outl
 In wild alarm he toiled up the steps
 and Knocked at her door. There came | m answer, He awoke other inmates l of the building. but none could give l him any information. The next day | ba snread the news of Hilda's disap- l nearance through the artist settlement and enlisted the police. But week l passed and still Hllda was not found.
 He stumbled through Rome llke enc | stricken mortally. His imaginative
 mind tormented him with thousand | ,nRaniously invented scenes of terror in which the pure girl was always the | central figure.
 | one day a note was thrust Into his | hand by a man who vanished immediate ly. It bade him repair to a ruin out l side of Rome and walt for what was 1 to come. He lost not time in obeying | the mysterious command and met Mir | fam and Donateilo. disguised as peas- | ants.