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Show H "MANNA.'' H XUUtr VinDyko walked Into lit H larsc.t rial ((( office In ChlBtux H ami f kr I ihr manager for keya to the B One i I i.e on hit Hal. With a look H ot iri riac the man handed tberu lo m lilm H O ill lo the bUSlBMI bouw tit BBB Iftok-1 at the gey tegs an) found that H the nearrtt residence wit within BBB wb kins dlstsnce Klowly ht man H dend In In direction, mil Inn tha j 1l.it llit ' confirm' d barhc n Hj ahnu J purrhaa n hon aurpr 1 i Ihf m l,et them laath at me l ll H bur Hie lianrtaomMt nlin I ran H tain and will endeavor to make l-"r j lit' aa much of a romance a mine w BBB lor tint brief time I onrtii to le hs- H P7 t uppoaa She Is a charming BBS creature and mora than all by It BBB .eet womanliness baa cmsel rar H doloroua past to h nlnin-t rorittl BBB Hut wna It other than delightful' BBB Yea If throe eara In thr presence 01 H a woman whom beauty "f fare wia re H fleeted In every feature of her rh ir H icttr can be thua Were I 't Hie" BBB yearsof anguish lobe gl' H" l"'lv Hj liege of agala turning tlm. l i" "' H life a ouster) could I reft iin BBB looking buck at those evl I ncca of BBB xgleplacml afVrtlnn from (ho eml H neece upon whlih fame haa been H pleased tn plara me 1 wonder If I BBB Tr revelled In tha awaai companion- BBB chip ot my soul a falaa aUr 1 BBV to admirably mini for tka ratlcant Ufa H tint hare ltd H 11 no elrcuinitauce bar am I r- B minded of my transient Joy, or vbe H subsequent, enduring besrt-brenk BBB This lovely Rlrl has chosen tn liestow H upon ran hfr preference.. Hor my dull H appreciation she lavlihea atnllM which WM woubl Oil the hearts of other man H with btlaf supreme H Ilo not Imagine sprllea of my old- BBV self that Ihero It aught laaa modail H In her dcportmcrl thnn that ot bar H whoie queenly iway enslaved iron In H thoie happy lotus-eating days H At t look Into the waten ot the B founUIn, I aee hair aprlnkled with H aorrow'a mom It naa not ao when H together we gated upon the placid face H ot the pool which ihe chrlalenal H "IlMiircam " The name wai typical, M the aald Would that It werel 8he H waa fond of my curia Bhe would run H ber fleille flngeri through them and ety It la delightful for you to have H balr ao much more beautiful than that H ot any other man It la blacker than H the plum fa ot my big (lalr.eaboroueri H h,t H Thoie hats were worn then and no M rarlilan had thought of creating an H ordinance for their removal at tha H theater. The whole house, tilrned to H look at her ni we entered our bo H The ttage beautlea ere madly J'al- H out ot her She waa nonderftllly beau. H tllul, like a ttalnleaa Illy. Her face. H alaayi pallid, had the aplrllual glram H aomellmM aeen In Ihe lumlnnua coun- H tenance ot a dnrk-balred woman Her H llpa glowed like the aialeaa aha nl H waya wore on her bicatt They were H oJorlen. and hence cnmtntnded them H telvea to her 1'erfumea were often' H live to her, yet, at 1 remember her H approach waa ever preceded by an In- H langlbla awcetneM, na of Ihe falntcat H breath from fragrant tlowera condned H In aome aecrc' receptacle The refined H pcttiimo wai Incomparable I never H delect It now A mark of Individual- H tly, It left me na did alio H Tbrn the iho-k of finding her gone H when I recovered from the long fever H One womnn called her a thankleaa and H kloodthlraty vampire I waa reminded H ct ber hldeoui remark when I aaw H today the new poem of Kipling by Hj that title And that odlout p.ilnllnK H by hie coualn llurne-Jonca How I B bate them nil! H Had aha but told me that alio was a creaturo ot the aim a child of Paris B her life and nftectlon changing na B the seasons, I could hnve belter borne H her iinreremonloua llltiing Hut to en- BBVJ dure the dread uncertain!) which baa BBVJ encumbered my soul thruugli tluso H Interminably weary yearat H America, though, Is vastly different B from l'arls In this arctlo ntmosphero B my grief has grown less poignant, my BBVJ ardent temperament would now be BBVJ called phlegmatic No ono dreama ot B my brief enchantment I am conald- B ered a bachelor Impregnable till lola BBB entranced mo I.lltle they wreck ot BBB those days ot wedded bltssl I won H der If wo shall live, with our first or H second lfe In the world to come BBVJ I'erhaps ws shall all bo Judked ns BBVJ ' polygamlsti If we have married more H than BBpJ It la curious that for the Drat time BBVM In a lone while, thoughta ot Zonlta H obtrude themselves, when I am In BBVJ quest ot a domicile for Lois BBpK Of late I have tried to put that false H face away back among the discarded B platea In memory's atereoptlcon, and BBVJI when I havn peeped at It I gaseil BBVJ through the clear light in tali' calm BBVJ eyes I fancy sometimes that ehe Is BVBh like her It only ti.e nearest woman BBVfi could be Invested with the spirit ot BBV the dearest one then It would be way H to love as the law nays BBV When 1 feel moat poaltltely ttitt jQPB Zonltn Is near me I clone my cys JfBj and presa Lots' hand over them Mbe MjH speaka to tae and tho olce Is Zo- jBJH nltas; but not a lost soul cannot re- llBxBJ appear trauamlgratlon la a delusive tJfgtHH bope IH I must shako off this lethargy In MH ny abstraction I have lost the keys BH I am fortunate after retracing my H ateps only half a block, to find them H lying where they fell And kere Is BVBb the bouse. It Is Imposing from (be BBVB street The facade Is a counterpart BBg of the ono zonlta admired It would Hl be a coincidence If she came to this BVBB land of Independence and erected an BVBV establishment to suit her fancy BBVB The Interior decorations are com- H II VK A L " n nrrriii BBSSSSJSBBjajlaMiiSMiaMaMSMMMnBM , ilmiimn it i iim fj table-I am lmprnaed llh lie sensation that aomtone resides here now The staircase has tke very rail lug we ordered for our new bouae In l'arls Memory' why do you haunt me thus? I wish to live In the present Help me to forget the paat do not recall It continually! A breakfast room The breakfast room to me' Am I dreaming? tt la Idle, foollih to be thus unnerved I an nit In Parln Honl of my aoul I rnr idrr! I m again tn our lost janrtUe I ry room rcrilndu me of you dear but whrrt U yi irtelP There must be an atellcr-ell artist I ave them aid every woman of I'arla hsa the anul of aa artlet. She may trim ber bonnet to prfeetlon or broil a partridge to ault the fastidious epicure epi-cure be her accomplishment what It may If abe come from l'arls, she Is an artist par eirellence At l.i-i I reach ber studio Here she painted the portrait of myself It was a pastel one of her best Here, too was finished the picture which made her famous How the crlllrs marveled that vanishing day) ' Idly I watched Ihr graceful strokes of her brush lo live main through the dolee far nlente of th tt sea inn' Ah' Heaven' can he be bidden na of old by that ecreen? Alas' for I ii map bone' Here Is Hie rasal I made for lircrnde and unshapely but she praised my attempt Why did that man wlh to torture me? Why was I g ven ihe key to this chamber of memories' What Is this number-here are wnn's In Italian on the tag They thought me Ignorant of their meaning she apoke tho tongue with inch musical cadence This phrase Haunted house sell at any price ' Not liaunled kind friend only kept In waiting for me She whispers Dearch you will find me" I II look arm nd she may be bidden In same dusty corner laughing rno.NE uroN Tin: laooti he lay. through the cubweha which cover her. I aeem pitifully unaurcrasful. Mon cher, mon chcr, appear before me. Then tease me ns you wilt I I never dr earned she would have carried this little escritoire, which I gave her, to her new home How covered with dust It is something taps ma on the head what Is It? Through a broken pane In tho skylight sky-light a great tree pushes one of Its Inaulrlnc branches There arc, a lot of tiny green worms on It, they will fall tn here and die be literal worms of the duit there Ii enough of It to smother them Why! here are a number num-ber ot them on the top of the desk they He In regular rows Maybe they are dead Hint la why they nr ao quiet but what funny ahapes they form letters, and those letters are words thoio words compose a sen- i tenet! "In heaven, telephone!" What a queer Illusion Can It be meant tor n JolioT Has some skeptlo killed and placed them here' Not they are nllve, and changing their positions, now Perfectly motionless, tbey say In silent eloquence ' Forgive joti nil speak to me!" Strength and reason seem leaving me I am growing my very tired I will rest upon this couch she called a memento of le harem What lweet music It comes through this little golden case on the tabourette near my head 111 listen A tephyr Is watted to me, past mo through It and on Its wings It bears words spoken In softest soft-est accents ' Victor, Victor, say your heart la still mine I have suffered much, yet I luve but you, my own love, replyl Thank heaven! 'onltat I will clasp the little golden casket In my hands. I can speak to ber through Its magic lou will wait for me, Zonlta till tlrao shall be no more? Dear one, your summons waa opportune I shall not long await It I am coming how sweet the muslo 1st almost as sweet aa your voice It Is not very far-converse far-converse with me through the Interim of passing I will be with you In a little while "Maybe he naa so satisfied with hit survey ot one ot the places that he decided to remain for n night Perhaps Per-haps It la the haunted house' He la just the cool sort of fellow wbo would try to fathom that matery" When tbey found the door to No. 1103 open they wero aurprlsed and searched tho bouse In the atelier tbey found a lot ot dusty furniture, and in one corner of the large room was the form of a man Prona upon the floor he lay, and under him a shattered golden box |