New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-08-27
A Tale Of War
and NJ agic
Continued from First Column Of Thi, Pa,

D.
The feeling here is more than hostile. IT,.
out for YOURSELF"
"That is foolishness," the officer an,v.,.,
unconcernedly. "You see ghosts, Fritz. r
to bed"
That night the captain had peculiar dr.,.
He was walking down long, sunny ,o..
He did not walk alone. BY his side IA,
young woman beautiful blonde, who stroo,
ly resembled the mistress Of Castle s,s.,.
He had taken her by the hand, and from ,;r,.
to time he heard her fresh, clear laugh.
Gradually the heavens darkened. pl,.L
clouds gathered in masses, and suddenly ~.
.cornfield changed into a soggy marsh, v.
stood with his companion on the edge ~ =,
abyss. Below the waters gurgled-deep. Naek
and threatening.
He turned in alarm to his comrade. To nj,
horror he saw that her features had altsrss
even while he looked. The knotted Corn,
head of Medusa stared at him. She reachss
for his hand and pushed him suddenly iur
the abyss. Then he heard shrill, harsh laugh.
ter and awoke.
Silver moonshine filled the ROOM Anerl,
he turned on his other side. The heavy win.
must have been responsible for his foolsA
dream.
The next morning, when Hartung, prepared
to- continue his journey, appeared at TIE tss
table, his first glance fell on the young baron.
ess, who smilingly met him.
~ have come to say goodby 70 you, Hen
Captain, since we shall probably never ~
each other again"
He lifted her hand to his lips.
"What a hard expression that u.s. never w
each other again"
And his eyes sought hers, in which fire
seemed to CLEAN. Then they sat at the Tea
table, she at the side of it near him, so tina.
her shoe almost touched his riding boot. And
with her own hand she cut the inviting white
bread for him.
"How charming she is as HOUSEWIFE b
thought involuntarily.
This room was evidently the working room
Of the master of the house. The walls were
covered with rare trophies from foreign lands;
ancient weapons, arrows and shields almos.
hid the papering. Exotic household objects,
wonderfully sparkling crystal glasses and mir.
rors stood or were hanging about. Opposite
him was big polished concave mirror, made
Of bronze.
The baroness noticed his inquiring looks
"That is an Hawaiian magic mirror she
explained. my husband brought it bach
from one of his voyages. He got it direct iron
a medicine man."
Captain Hartung's glance rested on thin
strange instrument, in whose focus all object
in the room seemed to meet, queerly and IN
cannily distorted
The baroness bent forward to serve the te'
for him. Her face appeared over there on tn
shivering surface of the mirror. And, curl
ously enough, in accordance with the remark
able character of this magic mirror, the feat
ures of the beautiful woman seemed to b
harshly changed.
He stared and stared at that image-a
those strange, grotesque features. Now h
recognized them. Suddenly he realized that
it was the face of the Medusa Of the night be
fore-the face out of his dream. Yes, yes
every crease corresponded, every wrinkle. Ther
through an abrupt association Of ideas the
warning of his orderly came back to him.
With quick motion he drew away and thu
teacup fell with crash.
The officer recovered himself. An express
sion of apology framed itself on his lips. Then
his eyes fell on the spreading fluid. He felt
an icy cramp about his heart. The part Of
the tablecloth drenched by the liquid became
discolored. 1t was black--an intensive, fibre
consuming black. A fine vapor arose from the
corroded spots.
His pupils diated. All of sudden he re-
allied that it was poison.
Slowly he turned his head to the blond
woman at his side. From her face, deadly
pale, two hostile, guilty eyes glared at him
He thought for moment that ne could near
the wild beating of her heart.
His eyes transfixed her with a fearful threa'
of vengeance. Then he stiffened himself mace
a slight bow, turned on his heels and win
firm step left the house.