The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1915-05-13
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the shepherds daughter. My name
for the time being was Godiva. And
was about to enact the first scsas In
the photoplay by James Oliver Cur
wood. entitled The Story Of the Blood
Red Rose" The director who was pro-
ducinE the play came to ne. saying:
Why not take your pen In hand and
turn this play into . novel!"
Maybe WILL" replied. But hrst
must see whether 1t develops . story
with sufficient material In II to make
Q novel"
And then We began putting the scene
"on"-I playing the leading part of
Godiva. the shepherds daughter.
whose story I shall set forth here.
Whether this story developed sum-
cient of poetry. romance. adventure
and tragedy to make . novel. you who
read shall be the judge.
Godiva. the shepherds daughter.
emerged from the pool in which she
had been swimming. It was pool In
the forest glade. and only the eye of
nightingale and thrush and robin had
access to this bathing place Of Godiva,
the shepherds daughter. Just now
the nightingale had ceased its song
and It was the turn Of the thrush and
the robin to entertain Godiva - she
emerged from her morning ablutions.
For Just now the sun Of three hundred
years agone was rising over the king
dom Of Urania.
Even as Venus rose newborn from
the foam-crested wave Of the sea. SO
now came the lovely Godiva from the
limpid pool in the forest Of Urania-
dripping, flushed, blushing, vigorous,
happy. On the moss-carpeted bank
Godiva threw on her frock of white
homespun. low-throated and held to
her supple figure by cords of cotton
that served as girdle. A shake or
two Of her loosened hair that was as
golden as the rising sun-and the toi-
let OF Godiva was made.
Through the forest aisles she sped
now till she reached a cottage that
stood in the shadow of great oaks and
willows and elms. and facing the far
reaching plain whereon graxed her ia
Tiers sheep. Far down the plain Go
diva could see the hillocks where the
young shepherds. Biento and Machere,
assistants to Rivarre. the father of
Godiva, watched the flock by night
and day. And beyond the flock Godiva
now couid see the frowning, battle
mented walls Of the royal palace, the
home of King Leofric and Queen Dull.
cinea Of Urania.
Beyond the palace. - Godiva could
see. the sun was now gliding the min.
arets OF the monastery of st. Francis
And ~ Godiva viewed the monastic
pile beyond the kings palace an ex.
cited. eager light Of joy came into her
eyes-eyes as blue as the sky of Lom-
bardy-and she cried out In sheer ex-
ultation:
Before the sun again gilds yonder
monastery towers I shall belong to
Paulo-my Paulo!"
For this was to be Godiva's wedding
day. She and Paulo. the young and
mighty hunter. had planned to 20 this
day to yonder monastery, where a holy
friar would unite them.
From within the cottage came now
the sound Of the patter Of wooden
shoes on \ wooden floor. And Godiya
knew that her father had finished his
breakfast and was preparing to 70
forth to the plain to view his focks
and commend his assistants, Biento
and Machere. for their watchfulness
For it was the kindly way Of Rivarre
the sheep raiser. to encourage with
praise the good work Of those who
watched his flocks.
Godiva bounded into the cottage
Good Dame Rivarre, her mother. greet
ed her:
Eat your millet and milk, my
daughter" she said, 'and then to
your spinning wheel For there IL
much to do this day."
Rivarre. the girls father, chuckled
you forget. good wife" he said. "Ou,
daughter Godiva this day journeys tc
the monastery with Paulo."
"Ay! It's as you cay, Rivarre," the
mother retorted. "but not till night
fall is Godiva's nuptial hour. Where
fore is there not time for her t.
spin!"
All this time Godiva was busy with
her milk and millet. till now she cried
MY mother, my father! Think you
the holy men of the monastery will
scold girl of twenty for being al
happy as II Were I more happy than
! am. dear dears, think-well!-l
think l would be almost wicked"
Then upsprang Godiva and added
NAY, mother mine. not for me is the
spinning wheel today. could not 81,
still even for so long as to spin on.
inch of yonder frock. am going .nte
the forest, to meet my Paulo. Tive
days has he been hunting-to pro
tr1ds venison befitting our veddinI