Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-01-05

of Death" Her tights were black, the loW-cuI
bodice and the flmy skirts. Her black hair was
in keeping with the toilette The chorus was also
in black; but who needed the chorus? When her
dance ceased, 10! from hundred hands came
many roses and more-red and white, PINK
and yellow, they fell about her, and she stood
swaying and laughing at the charge. And then
she stopped and picked up something that glls-
tened as she raised it. She kissed it and thrust
it in her black hair. 1t was silver arrow snot
through a bunch of vioets. Who had thrown it?
| looked at Enterre. He was leaning forward
the white rose remaining in his lapel-the pink
one lay unheeded at the feet of La Joie He, too
had seen the arrow and the violets.
La Joie was twice recalled to dance and re-
fused third time account of fatigue. Then
Joined by Enterre, | hurried out and proceeded
to the apartments of the danseuse. There were
already many there, assembled for the coming
gayety Later they poured in until the rooms
were crowded with good natured throng that
chatted and laughed and moved about. At last
a commotion the door heralded her approach
and the concourse of men shouted "Viye La Jole
until the roof rang. Her hands were full of
rosebuds and her bright beautiful face sparkled
with pleasure Willing slaves uncapsed the long
cloak she wore, and as its hood fell from her
head noticed the silver arrow and the Duncn
of violets in her hair
ooh! An arrow Mademoiselle! Is that what
it was 1 could not see," said Leblanc.
"Yes,-it is an arrow-a silver arrow, she
answered She took it from the dark meshes with
difficulty, and laughed. Friends, this is a warn
ing! Yes what I say, l mean. 1t is warning
Once before | received one-a dagger that time
with a silver hilt, and upon it the Identical motto
that this bears. See here engraved-Prenez
garde.' 1t was the dance of death, tonight Per-
chance this arrow points to my"
"Mademoiselle!" cried Enterre-"What ails
you? Sad? In such brilliant company? 1t is a
warning, surely, but warning that all may read.
1t that where many adore you there
must be jealousy, and where there is jealousy,
anger crops out, and anger produces quarreling;
quarreling breeds duels-and sometimes death en-
sues"
He was leaning the back of her chair
she turning around to look up at his handsome,
boyish face. Between his closed teeth, under
cover of the laugh which went around, ne spoke
something quickly and softly, so that only she
could hear. She let her breath come out sharply
and turning to Pantreaux, disdained Enterre 1t
was strange evening all through. When Made
moiselle first came in she had shaken hands with
every After that I did not approach her
| talked with artists of painting discussed music
with composers; literature and society with their
respective representatives. Once, as I lounged
from one group to another, maid opened the
door to adjoining apartment, and l saw into
La Joies bedroom. 1t was the daintiest chamber
imaginable, and was furnished in white, blue and
gold. The little brass bedstead was draped in
white; over the low broad dressing table was a
large square mirror framed in white and upon
stand nearby, was a flower vase holding guam
tity of glowing carmne roses. They were my
roses. My heart leaped into my throat MY ar
teries tried to burst I at once icecod and
red-hot. My companions chaffed me my sud
den accession of color I shook them off and
made towards where La Joe held forth vvacous
converse to a hudded group of men.
Does she never grow tired of talkng?"
asked of Enterre, standing upon the edge.
"Yes-she wearies of it. 1t tires her to enter
tain them, but she knows it pleases-so she does
it." He shrugged his shoulders though to say
he could do nothing and moved away. at is
her duty as hostess of salon." he said, as he
went. He was sarcastic, and apparently in bad
mood. Poor Enterre! Was it with secret feel
ing of exutation that I said to myself, "He has