Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1921-08-27

in the sculpture gallery Of the
capitol at Rome. Three OF them
were artists. and they had been 81
mulraneously struck by a resemblance
between one of the antique statues
and a young Italian. the fourth mem
Der Of their party.
You must confess, Kenyon" said
a dark-eyed young woman, whom her
friends called Miriam, that you ney.
er chiSeled out of the marble a more
vivid likeness than this. our friend
Donatelio, is the very Faun of Prax-
iteles Is it not true, Hilda?'
Not OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES. really
think SO. replied Hilda. a slender New
England girl, whose perception Of
form was singularly clear.
"Donatello." said Miriam. you are
a veritable Faun. Shake aside those
brown curls and let us see whether
this resemblance includes furry ears"
.Eo. no. dearest Signorina," an
swered Donatello, you must take my
ears for granted and he lightly
tripped beyond the reach Of her ex-
tended hand, only a moment later to
come close TO her and look into her
face with appealing affection.
You have bewitched the poor lad"
S, ia the sculptor laughing. 'Ihat is
way of yours. 1 see another of your
followers behind yon pillar. ana his
presence has aroused Donatello's
wrath"
They had emerged from the palace,
ID there. partly concealed by a pillar
IN the portico, stood the wild figure Of
a bearded man,
Miriam whispered Hilda, ct is
yUur model"
Nlrlams model as Hilda called him,
lad suddenly appeared few weeks
previously when the four friends We're
visiting one Of re Catacombs. In the
dark depths of the earth, amid the
labyrinth OF passage ways, Miriam had
been lost. Guided by the shouts Of the
others she had finally reappeared ac-
c0mpanied by this strange and I'M
eouth creature. And from that time
On he continued constantly TO haunt
her footsteps. disappearing perhaps for
days only to return and glide like a
shadow into her life. What hold he
had on her or she on him remained
unknown. enhancing the mystery, al
ready deep which hung about this
beautiful woman.
One of 8Tiriam's friends took the
matter sadly to heart. This was the
Gght-hearted, faun-like italian count
wao seemed such child of nature.
He cherished against the mysterious
stranger one of those instructive an
tipathies which the lower animals
sometimes display.
In the Medici Gardens the unwel-
come creature had appeared among the
trees just as Donatello was declaring
his love for Miriam. Il hate him, "
muttered Donatello as he caught sight
of the sinister figure. BE satisfied;
hate him. too" said Miriam. Where
upon Donatello had offered to 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 licht-hearted ma
ture seemed suddenly suf1used with
rage
But 1t was otherwise a few nights
later on a moonlight ramble that a
company Of artists were enjoying
among the ruins of old Rome The
-FOUR friends were Of the party, which,
after visiting many places, climbed the
Capltollne hill and stood on the Tar
peian rock. It was bordered by q low
narapct. They all bent over the rail-
ing and looked down. Miriam and Don
stello stood together gazing into the
moonlit depths. They were 50 alb
sorbed with the scene and with each
other that they dl1 not notice the de-
partura Of their friends Hilda had
gone off with Kenyon. who had drawn
her quietly avav. and the others had
departed in tzroS and threeS, leaving
Miriam behind alone with the italian.
But not entirely alone Hilda had
gone but q short way with the sculpto:
when she missed her friend and turned
back. she reached The paved court
yard with the parapet JUST in time to
witness unnaricaI q tragic scene. Out
Of the shadows the familiar figure Of
Miriam prosecutor had appeared and
approached her There was strug-
! rle beginning and ending IN one breath
. less instant. Along with it was loud.
fearful cry which quivered upward
through tha atr and sank quiverng
downward Is the earth Then a ST
. Lenee, Poor HUda saw the whole
qalck passage Of 8 deed which took hut
TINT little time IL grave itself III the
eternal adamant She turned and fed
unseen, and the lovers were indeed
alone
"What have you doneF' said Miriam
TIA q horror stricken whisper
At did what ought to be done 10 q
traitor" DonateIlo replied: 'what your
eyes babe me 90 as I held the wretch
over the preeipice."
THE last words struck Miriam like a
hullet Had her ewes indeed provoked,
I or aSSented3o this deeds She bad not