The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1911-02-07

Spilt vi the cnITe2tlcS Oh her lover.
>the third of the CAVALIERS. n died ina
this very tower"
oh" said J~ac.n,a. Il heEeve that
when | was a little child beard the
story, and remember TO have wePt over
fate OF the gentle Zorahayda." Well
might you Weep rejoined the old
lady. sternly. for the lover OF Fora
hayda was Your ancestor. He long he
moaned his Moorish love, but tine
cared his grief and he married "A
Spanish lady. from whom thou art
descended
All that day Jacinta rum:asrad Over
the story. Hold she drear1eI Or hal
the gentle Zoratayda really appeared
TO her from the rists OF the foun ain?
The more she thought about il the
more she was inclined 10 tn nix that
she really had seen the princess. II
VIII watch beside the fountain to-
night" she thought. and if il be real
ly the gentle Zorahayda h / have
heard, fingers about these waters and
haunts this tower-why ! will speak 70
her if she comes again. OF what should
l be afraid"
So toward midnight. when every
thing was still, Jacinta took her post
beside the alabaster fountain and
watched. Suddenly, with A ciangor.
the bell in the clock tower 81 the
-AllId1IlUTd struck the lffiGl2nt fOlT.
At just that moment the fountain
began to be agitated again. and bub-
Observation-Disclosures the spray and foam
reared itself up again from the basin.
and there stood within it the Moorish
maiden. AS the waters subsidized from
around her and left h5r exposed TO
the view Of J~acinta, the girl saw that
she was young and exceedingly beau
tlfu1. Her dress was rich with Jew
els and in her hand she held a silver
lutte.
Jacinta thought she would not t-
scared, but she was. and trenlDled
not a little until treasured by the
sweet expression of the pale and mel
ancholy cOu~ntenance of the vision and
her soft and plaintive voice. "Daugh-
ter of mortality said the princess,
what ails thee? Why do thy tears
trouble my fountain and thy signs
and plant disturb the quiet watches
Of the night?' I weep, fair prin-
cess" replied Jacinta. because Of the
unfaithfuiness Of man. ] bemoan my
solitary and forsaken state"
Take comfort replied he ap-
paritiOn; thy sorrows may yet have
an end. In me YOU behold a Moorish
princess who was. like thee, unhappy
in love. a Christian knight, thy an
cestor, won my love and would have
borne me to his country and his
home. In my heart ! was a convert to
Ills luI1h bul 4 oouia Gdha'
to my fate and fingered here until
it was too late. For this the evil
genii are permitted to have power
over me and l remain enchanted in
this tower until some pure Christian
will deign to break the magic spell
Wilt thou undertake the task?' Il
will" replied Jacinta. trembling but
resolved. Then come hither." said
the apparition, and dip thy hand in
the fountain: baptize me after the
manner of Thy faith Jaclnta adj
vanced with faltering steps, and, coll
lecting water in the palm of her hand.
sprinkled it over the face Of the
Moorish princess. The vision smiled
with ineffabie benignity and dropped
the silver lutte which h held in her
hands at the feet Of Jacinta. Then
she crossed her white arms upon her
bosom and melted from sight, Jacinta
left the hall IN awe and wonder. That
NIGHT she slept but little.
But when the light Of dawn began
to struggle through her lattice the
Rose Of Alhambra, who had at last
fallen into a gentle sleep. aroused
herself and thought that, after all.
h had but dreamed. But when the
girl descended into the hall the first
thing that caught her eye was the
silver lutte lying where the phantom
princess had dropped it. Then it was
no dream Z~orahayda had really 70
peared to her and, recalling the words
/ Of the phantom, she felt that, per-
haps after all, her love was not hope
less. Jacinta ran with the lutte 10 her
aunt and told all that had happened
to her, howing her the lutte as evil
dence. Fredegonda was at first IN
~credulous. but when the maiden
struck a few chords upon the silver
instrument it ave forth such ravish-
ing sounds as to thaw even the friSid
bosom of the spotless aunt that re-
gion of eternal winter, into a genial
mood. Nothing but supernatural mel
odv could have had this effect.
Jacinta became more hopeful and
cheerful now and used 10 play daily
upon the silver lutte whose miraculous
powers became every day more and