The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-11-13
WHEN KNIGHTHOOD WAS
IN FLOWER IN FRANCE
Mary Johnstons Romantic Story Of a Yelled Princess
Phases Of Belgian, Indian and Australian Life.
A Musical Encyclopedias. Opera Handbook. Deaf
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In Mary Johnston's romantic story
Of THE Fortunes Of Garin" (Hough-
ton Mifiin Company We notice what
Is said OF certain etheric communica-
tons that have long been remarked
but perhaps never very clearly ex-
planned. Young Garin crouched In
the thicket not many feet away from
the stone chair In which sat the Prin-
cess Audiart, heroine Of the tale. He
was cautious; intent upon making no
sound. lie made zone. She, sur
rounded by her court. which was en-
tirsiy feminine, sat closely yelled. The
eye of the hidden observer could not
crafty itself with the details Of a
beauty hat we are sure attached to
her. though the story hints repeatedly
hat she was not particularly beauti-
full.
1t liz made known that she had a
dark complexion. that her coloring Was
essentially dark; but 80, presumably.
was ~Cleopatra's and the Queen Of
Sheba's. Garin at the time did no
eve know so much. His eye was
fooled: he VAS not aware that he
a ever seen the Princess before.
There was nothing to tell him that
she was the shepherdess whom he had
delivered from the brutal hand Of
Jaufre de Montmaure. That good deed
had been performed quite casually:
he Ia hardly noticed the shepherdess.
Now. there was strange communica-
ton. singular interchange, between
Garin crouching in the thicket and
the yelled Princess on her stone seat
This Is the day OF wireless radia-
ton. What is wonderful and ineXpli-
cable is at least familiar. There have
conc into our sure service the on
senting strata of the atmosphere.
From Peru TO the Caribbean Sea.
from the Wilhelrnstrasse to Sayville,
l.. l., We can send trackless messages.
Garin in the thicket was not very
far away from the Princess. what
happened to one or both? Did one
only feel II, the that knew there
were two. or did in some degree the
other also. and think 1t was a day
dream? All that Garin knew, kneel-
ing there. was that something touched
i3Hih, tlAtitu hllH. IL tdInc dttbSs
that pace. or IL came from some
background and space not perceived.
il was measureless. or II seemed to
him without measure. 1t was clothed
in marvel: II was fulness n redou-
bling. II n more life. II was as
loud as thunder and as still as the
stillest inner whisper. 1t was so sweet
that he wished to weep, and yet he
wished too TO leap and spring and exult
aloud. to send his cry OF possession
t. the skies He felt akin to all
that his senses touched. But as for
the form in the stone chair-he sat
with her there. she knelt with him
here. they were n body. With a
swimming feeling her being seemed to
pass from his. He knelt here. Garin
OF the Black Castle. squire OF RAIN
baut the S!x-flngered. and she sat there,
whose face he had not seem They
were pledged with so much, they
were engaged. affanced; nor was the
contract broken.
The tale Is told with physiological
imagination. Motive Is keenly investi-
gated. At the same time there is
az romantic color and gilt
ter. A good deal happens that is
strenuous and exciting. We could wish
perhaps for more OF the element OF
quick surprise, for a greater lumber
of strong deeds standing by them
selves. We should he thankful for the
persistent romantic charm. the rich
poetic vision. /, is strongly our he
lief that the sharply exemplary finish
of Jaufre de Montmaure should have
been included. The rascal simply dis
solves. We know not what became OF
him.