South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-07-11


tween one Of the antique statues
and "a young Italian, the fourth I
member Of their party.
You must confess. Kenyon
said dark-eyed young woman.
whom her friends called Miriam.
that YOU never chiselled out Of the
marble a more vivid Likeness than
this. Our friend DonatellO is the
very Faun Of Praxiteles. Is IL not
true Hilda2'
not quite-aimost-y ] really
think So" replied Hilda. a slender
New England girl whose percep-
zion OF form was singularly clear
"DonateIlo." said Miriam. you
ere a veritable Faun. Shake aside
those brown curls and let Us see
whether this resemblance includes
furry ears"
No. no. dearest Signorina.' an
swered Donatello. YOU must take
my ears for granted" and ne lightly
tripped beyond the reach Of her
extended hand. only a moment later
To come close to her and look into
her face with appealing affection.
You have bewitched the poor
lad" said the sculptor laughing.
THAT is a way of yours. 7 see an
other OF your followers behind you
pillar, and his presence has aroused
DonatellOs wrath.
They had emerged from the pal
ace. and there. partly concealed by
"A pillar in the portico. stood the
wild figure OF bearded man.
Miriam" whispered Hilda 1T is
your model"
"Afiriam's model" as Hnda called
him. had suddenly appeared a Few
weeks previously when the four
friends were visiting one OF the
Catacombs. In the dark depths OF
the earth, amid the labyrinth of
passageways, Miriam had been lost
Guided by the shouts Of the others
she had finally reappeared accom-
panied by this strange and uncouth
creature. And from that time on
he continued constantly 10 haunt
her footsteps disappearing per-
haps for days only 10 return and
glide like a shadow into her life.
what hold ne had on her or she on
him remained unknown, enhancing
the mystery. already deep. which
hung about this beautiful woman
one OF Miriam Is friends took the
matter sadly TO heart This was
the Iight-hearteG. faun-like Italian
count. who seemed such a child OF
nature. He cherished against the
mysterious stranger one Of those in
stinctive antipathies which the low
or animals sometimes display.
In the Medici gardens the unwel-
come creature had appeared among
the trees Just as Donatello was de-
claring his love for Miriam.
hate him. muttered Donatello as
he caught sight of the sinister fig
ure. BE satisfied; I hate him too. -"
said Miriam. Whereupon Donated
10 had offered 70 clutch him by the
throat. that they might be rid Of
him forever: and the woman had
difficulty in restraining the gentle
youth. whose hitherto light-hearted
nature seemed suddenly suffused
sith rsge
But IL was otherwise a few nights
later on a moonlight ramble that a
conpany of artists we're enjoying
3u1ung the ruins OF old Rome. The
four friends were OF the party
which, after visiting many places
climbed the Capitoline hill and
stood on the Tarpeian rock. II
was bordered by a low parapet
They all bent over the railing and
looked down. Miriam and Dona-
teuo stood together gazing into the
moonht depths They were Sc
absorbed with the scene and witt
each other that they did not notice
the departure OF their friends. Hilds
had gone of with Kenyon, who had
drawn her quietly away, and th'
others had departed in twOs anC
threes. leaving Miriam behind alone
With the Italian. But not entirely
alone Hilda had gone but shor
way with the sculptor when sh'
OF a deed which took but that littl
She reached the paved courtyard
with the parapet just in time TO wit
ness unnotiCed "a tragic scene. GU
Of the shadows the familiar figure
OF Miriam's prosecutor had appear
ed and approached her. There wa
a struggle beginning and ending II
one hreathless instant. Along viii
Il was A loud. fearful cry which
auivered upward through the al
and sank quivering downward t.
the earth Then a silence, Poo
HiIda saw the whole quick passa =
mean2 Kenyon drew near. per
time 10 grave itself in the eterna
adamant. she turned end fled un
seen. ana the lovers were indee,
alone.
What have YOU done?' SAL
Miriam in n horror stricken whis
per.
Il did what ought 20 be done TO
traitor" Donatello replied VIVA
your eyes babe me do as I held tn
wretch over the preCipice."
The last words struck Miriam lk
a bullet Had her eyes indeed pro
voked. or assented 20 this deed
She had no5 known H. But. alas
thinking back she could not den
that a wild JOY had famed Up i
her heart when she saw her per
secutor in mortal peril. Yes Dona