Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-06-26

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the ground and he vows revenge.
AND HERE 1T CONTINUES
TIE GAVE an impression of great
ll force. He would have been picked
out of multitude, not alone because OF
his remarkable height. but because ne
had an air of command and the alootness
which shows man sufficient unto him
self.
As he stood gazing refectiveiy INTO
the sunset, a strange, plaintlVe' olru-
like note pierced the still evening air,
His head lifted quickly, vet he dlu not
look in the direction of the sound, when
came from the woods behind the house
He did not stir, ana his eyes half
closed. as though he hesitated what TO
do. The call was not that OF pro
familiar to the western world. IL had
a melancholy softness like that OF the
hell bird of the Australian bush. Yet
in the insistence of the note, 1t was'
too, a challenge or summons.
Three times during the past week he
had heard it-once as he went by the
market place of Manitou; once as he
returned in the dusk from Tckewani
Reservation. and once at dawn from
the woods behind the house. His pres
ent restessness and suppressed agitation
had been the result.
II was a call he knew well. 1t was
like. a voice from dead world. 1t
asked he knew, for an answering call,
yet. he had not given it. it was seven
days since he first heard it in the mar
et-place, and in that seven days he
had realized that nothing in this world
which has ever been really ceases to
be. Presently, the call was repeated.
On the three former occasions there had
been no repetition. The call had
trembled in the air but once and had
died away into unbroken silence. Now,
however, it rang out with an added
poignancy. 1t was like a bird calling
to its vanished mate.
With sudden resolution Druse turned.
Leaving the veranda, he walked slowly
behind the house into the woods and
stood still under the branches of a great
cedar. Raising his head, strange,
solemn note came from his lips: but the
voice died away in a sharp broken sound
which was more human than birdlike.
G which had the shrill insistence of au
thority. The call to him had been al
most ventriloquial in its nature. His
lips had not moved at an.
There was silence for a moment after
he had called into the void, as it were,
and then there appeared suddenly from
behind a clump of juniper young man
of dark face and upright bearing. He
made slow obeisance with a gesture
suggestive of the Oriental world, yet
not like the usual gesture of the East
Indian, the Turk or the Persian; it
was composite of all.
He could not have been more than
twenty five years of age. He was so
sparely made, and his face being clean
clothes were the clothes of the western
man; and yet there was a manner of
wearing them, there were touches which
were evidence to the watchful observer
that he was of other spheres.
His wide, felt, western hat had a
droop on one side and broken treat
ment of the crown, which of itself was
enough to show him a stranger to the
prairie, while his brown velveteen
jacket, held by its two lowest buttons,
was reminiscent of an un- English life
His eyes alone would have announced
him as of some foreign race, though
he was like none of the foreigners who
had been the pioneers OF Manitou. I'm
like as he and Gabriel Druse were in
height, build, and movement, still there
was something akin in them both.
After short silence evidently discon
certing to him, Blessing and hail, my
Ry," he said in low tone. He spoke
in a strange language and with a voice
4 rougher than his looks would have sug
gested.
The old man made naughty gesture
of impatience. What do you want
with me, my Romany chal?" he asked
sharply.
The young man replied hastily. He
seemed to speak by rote. His manner
was too eager to suit the impressive
ness of his words. THE sheep are
without a shepherd" he said THE
young men marry among the GorgiOs
or they are lost in the cities and return
no more to the tents and the fields ant
the road. There is disorder in all tn,
world among the Romanys. The ancient
ways are forgotten. Our people gather
and settle upon the land and live as tn,
Gorgios live. They forget the way be
meath the trees, they lose their skill il
horses. II the fountain is choked, how
shall the water run?'
A cold sneer came to the face o
Gabriel Druse. THE way beneath tn,
trees!" he growled. The way Of tn
open road is enough. The way beneath
the trees is the way of the thief. an,
the skill of the horse is the skill t,
cheat"
There is no other way. 1t has beel
the way of the Romany since the tim
of Timur Beg and centuries beyon,
Timur, so it is told. One man and al
men must do as the tribe has done sine
the beginning"
Tbs old man pulled at his bear
angrily. You do not talk like
Romany, but like a Gorgio M tn
schools" 20
The young mans manner be ,am
more confident as he replied. Think
ing on what was to come to me. rea
IN the books as the Gorgio reads.
sat In my tent and worked with pen
] saw in the printed sheets what tn
world was doing every day. This di
because Of what was TO come"
And have you read of me in tn
Dkinted sheets? Did they tell you wher