The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1915-09-17

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= ash roar pardon Il jOstls1 Jos n
the tumhFsl.- the old confess hnd
aaid 70 her companion on ths way -
the guillotine. The springs Of the earl
are poor"-and she went up smiling
In the eompanionship Of tbs Amer
can girl. Thsrese ds Ia Mains hae
thrown on restraint n the AaFqaise
d'Eselignac had felt Julia's influences.
Therese de Ia Maine. being near her
own age. echoed Jmlia's very feeiing
Except for their dragoman and their
servants. the two vomee veFs alone
IN the deeeFt.
Smiling ~ Julia. Madame Dc h
Maine said: II hayen't been % TAR
from the Hue de Ia Paix In ny life
''How can you speak Of the Rue Dc
Ia Pnix. Therese?"
Only 10 show you hos completely
have left Il behind"
JullA's eyes we're hHed upon the lin
itiess sands. . sea where a faint line
lost itself in the. red West and the hor-
non shut from her sight everything
that she believed TO BE- her life.
.This IL the seventh day, Theress!'
Already you are a. brown ~ an
Arab. Julial"
You as we'll. ma chere amiel"
Robert does not like dark women.
said the Comtesse de Ia Maine. and
rubbed her cheek. = must wear two
wells"
Look. TheFesel"
Across the face OF the desert the
glow began 20 withdraw It's curtain-
The sands snfused an ineiIable hue, =
sheli.liks pink took possession. and the
desert melted and then grew coldeF--it
waned before their eyes. withered Hike
tea-rOse.
Like a rosei" Julia murmurod.
smell It's perfumel" She lifted her
head. drinking in with delight the
fragrance OF the sands.
ma chere Julia" gently protested
the comtesse. lifting her head. per
fume. Iulial" But she breathed with
her friend, while a sweetly subtle. I'm.
t.xicatlng odor. a. OF millions and NH
lions OF roses. gathered. warmed, kept
then scattered on the airs OF heaven,
intoxicating her,
To the left were the huddled tents Of
their attendants. No sooner had the
sun gone down than the Arabs com
menced to sing-a song that Julia had
especially liked
Love In like a sweet perfume.
when ita present, Il lntoxlcates;
when it's memory. u brings tears
Love h like a sweet breath.
II comes and u escapes.
The weird music allied the silence o
the silent place. Il had the evanescen
quality OF the wind that brought thu
breath OF the aand.fiowers The voice.
or tbs Arabs, not unmusical. thougl
hoaraa and appealing. cried out thei
love-song. and then the music turne'
10 invocation and to prayer.
The two women listened silently q
the night fell. their figures sharpl,
outlined In the beautiful clarity Of III
! eastern night.
Julia stood upright. In her sever
riding dress, she was as slender AZ
boy. she remained looking toward tn
horizon, immovable. patient. a silen
watcher over the uneommunicatlv
waste.
"Perhapa. she thought. there
nothing really beyond that line, 80 faG
blottlng itself into highland yet
seem to see them comet"
Madame de 10 Maine. In the doc
| % her tent. hnmovable. her hand
clasped around her knees. look affe,
| tlonately at the young girl before he
Julia was delight TO her. She wa
carried away by her. by her frank sin
pllcity. and drawn 20 her warm an
generous heart Madame de Ia Main
had her own story She wonders
4 whether ever. for any period Of h
conventional life. she could hay
thrown everything aside and stood OF
with the man she loved
Julia. standing before her. a dal
aiim figure in the night-isalated al
4 alone recalled the tgurchead OF
! ship. It's face toward heaven. plonee
! ing the open seas,
7 Julia watched. indeed. On the desc
\ there Is the brilliant day. passIona
s glow. and the nightfan They pass
y tho nights sometimes listening for
cry that should haII an approaehll
caravan. sometimes hearing the vi
y cry o. the hySnaa. or OF a passing Vi
ture on his hoFrid flight otherwis
until the camp stirred with the daV
and the early prayercall sounded q
!. lah, Allahs AkhaFl~ into the oil
ness. they we're wrapped in compls