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THE SUNDAY HERALD. SUNDAY, APRIL IS. IS&O.
NIGHT AND ItfOllNING.
Time, though tho world tcvilos,
If but dear woman smiles
Of grief the pang beguiles,
Of shame tho weeping
Weary, the heart forlorn
Drends tho cold-gray of dawn
Till love, a rosy morn,
Wakes from her sleeping t
Time's chlcfcst honors pay
To-day as yesterday-To-morrow,
Only a Muttering bliss,
Only another kiss,
That merely likens this
Of noonday dreaming 1
Sleep wraps tho sensos up
Deep In tho ruby cup
Tho small, tho greater, aup
Visions tho cyollds kiss,
Ou lips oT speech remiss
Descends tho breathing bliss
Of night's sweet sadness 1
Night ever brccdoth thought.
What yesterday hath brought
Fades on tho pago that caught
Its Joy, its eorrow.
Faint, fainter still tho sigh
Music's soft measures die
Dreamlaud's bright fancies ily
The dawn to-morrow I
J. F. Morton In Jioston Courier.
THE LAUGHING SPUING.
From tho French of Catullo MentK-s.
White, pure, aud seemingly shadowless, tho
spring gushed from the black heart of tho rock.
Bright aud sparkling, though tho wlutor's sky
-was gray, cool aud refreshing, though tho sum
mer's suu burned hotly, slionui, leaped, danced,
whirled down the mountain sldo, paused to rest
in some quiet pool beneath tho shadow of deep
rooted trees, stretched herself lazily in some
shallow, suuny space, sprang lightly down the
face of the steep rocks, calming horsolf, at last,
in the broad, placid stream which flowed decor
ously into the embrace of tho wide, hill-girdled
But woe to the weary huntsman who knelt to
gaze into her sparkling faco 1 For thoro was
that within to dazzle mortal eyes. Woo to him
who quaffed the cool draught from her laugh
ing lips ! It mounted to tho brain like an en
chanted wine. And woe, woe unto him who
followed whither led' her beckoning hands 1
Death, eager aud covetous, lurked boneath the
white bosom of tho Laughing Spring.
It was only at night that one hoard tho laugh
ter, at night, and especially when the moon
shone. Then high and clear aboyo the voice of
tho wind, sighing and singing through the for
est trees, rosy crystal notes, tinkling over the
rocks, rippling among tho rushes, cold,
bright, hard, mocking, wicked laughter ! And
the peasants below, in the village, crossed them
selves in fear, aud mothers, wives, and sweet
heaits among thenVwopt bitterly, for, from
nearly every oue of these, the Laughing Spring
had taken a dearly beloved.
But there was oue in the village who neither
felt fear, nor crossed himself, nor shed tears.
This was the hunter Gerbert.
lie was wild and iierce as tho wolves in the
Black Forest, shy and free as tho birds which
soar above it. With his rough hair flying over
his mighty shoulders and his dark eyes straight
before him, he passed the pretty village maidens
and knew not oue of them evou by her name 1
They might blush, or pout, or smile, or sigh, or
sneer, as he swung by ou his way to and from
the forest, he neither saw or carod.
Yet none could say he knew not how to love.
For with the passionate fidelity of the heart
which cherishes a solitary affection, Gerbert
loved his comrade Johaun.
This one was bluo-eyed aud yellow-haired,
with a frank smile, a fresh voice, and an houest,
loyal, loving heart, and the two were all In all
to each other brothers, friends, companions In
Johaun had sweethearts in plenty among tho
pretty girls of the village, yet to lose him, the
prettiest of them all had hut to frown as Gor
Aud of this one friend, the dearest on earth,
the Laughing Spring had robbed him.
It was at tho close of a long summer's day.
The heat was flerco and tho thirst of the hunts
men great. They stood togother on a rocky
crag, and from below came a faint, sweet sound
of running water.
"Only one can go down at a time," said
Johann, "the path is steep and the water runs
swift and deep do you take my gun " aud
slipping, sliding down tho incline, ho turnod
once to wave his hand to his companion, thcu
disappeared behind the shelving wall.
Kneeling on the narrow stilp of rock which
formed the rim of a natural basin, ho dipped his
bauds In the sparkling water, cooled his hot
brow, aud drank long and greedily from tho
swiftly running stream.
Alone, on the rock above, Gerbert waited.
Tho fierce sun sank, a ball of fire In tho west,
reaching out his red fingers to scorch tho land
scape. Tho gray rocks at Gcrbert's feet wero
stained with crimson, the steel muzzles of tho
two guns resting on his arm flashed flro into his
oyes. Ho grow weary.
"Holloa ! Johann 1"
" 'loa ! 'hanu 1" mocked an echo.
'La-la-la-I-ou ! Johann!"
And again only tho broken echo answered I
mockingly his call "Ma-l-ou ! 'hann 1"
"Ho plays mo a trick ! I'll match him with
another," laughed Gerheit, and slinging both
juuo across his back, ho picked his way stealthily,
sure-footed as a chamois down tho face of tho
Ou the edge of tho basin ho paused mute, mo
tionless, tho laughter dying on his lips. Ho
was alone. At his feet lay Johann's hat, with
ita gay ribbous twisted about the soft crown.
Gerbert glanced rapidly about him. Shut in
by rocky walls, tho stream ran away, broad and
swift, from its sourco bcueath tho great rock
down which tho huntsmen had climbed. No
other outlet offered, no hiding plaeo, to tho
right nor to tho loft I Only tho water, tho walls
of gray rock, tho llttlo cap at his feet I
A sound floated ou tho stillness of tho placo.
A soft murmur liko tho faint, far rippling of tho
water no ! liko a yolco, liko a song !
How bweet it was. It flowed in on tho6onses,
soothing, caressing, ravishing tho soul with its
iueffablo beauty. A song without words which
yet seemed to say:
"Touch mo 1 I am cool aud restful.
"Drink mo I I am sweot and pure.
"Follow mo 1 I lead to unknown delights 1"
Stupefied, Gerbert stared down Into the water.
Just below tho surface a faint shapo was
slowly gathering form, tho form of a woman,
palpitating with tho motion of tho water, glow
ing under the last caress of the setting sun.
Her arms thrown above her head gathered tho
masses of fair hair from a brow puro as a water
lily; hcrcyes, half closed, were tender and brown
as the shadowed depths of tho pool; her limbs
were as white as foam; her lips parted, liko tho
satin petals of a crimson flower.
And with tho strange unearthly sweetness of
her voice sho wooed him 1
A faint breczo shook tho surface of the pool
and she slipped nearer tho shore, her pale hair
floated far out on tho water, her arras were out
stretched to clasp him, her lips smiled a promise
But sho wooed and smiled and sang in Tain 1
Gerbert swopt his hand before his oyes as If to
shut out some hateful vision, and when ho un
covered them thoy fell on the little cap at his
Shaking his rough hair as the wild beast his
mauo, with a roar Uko a brute In pain the
huntsman dragged his gun from his shoulder
and pointing it toward tho white bosom, aiming
for tho heart beneath It, ho fired ouco twice
three times I
Tho rocks answered each shot with a sullen
echo and the startled water whirled in circles to
tho shoro. But far down tho stream a whito
form sped swiftly and hid itself in tho gathering
darkness, while the rocky walls of the basin rang
with mocking, wicked laughter.
Tho people bolow in tho village heard the
hateful sound aud crossed themselves in fear.
But Gerbert shook his great arms and cursod
Aud from that day he was still more fierce and
wild, so that none dared speak with him, nay I
not oven tho mother who bore him.
Each day tho hunter went on tho mountain,
but ho brought homo no more game. IIo shot
aud killed because It was his habit, but ho left
tho boasts where they fell, and evening found
him beside the pool in whose treachorouB depths
lay tho body of Johann. Sometimes ho saw tho
spirit of tho Laughing Spring, but only like a
shifting light, below tho surfaco of tho water.
Sho feared him this one who had resisted her
and at his approach she plunged to the mystori
ous depths where mortal could not follow.
But sho chased the ripples to tho shoro aud
throw the spray at his feet, and in the falling of
the crystal drops ho hoard again tho ringing of
her wicked laughter.
Winter came aud tho soft mantle of the snow
lay thick on the mountain.
Gerbert sought the pool oach day at an earlier
hour, and left it, as tho twilight fell, to follow
the winding, downward course of tho stream
toward tho village. Aud often a whito form
sprang suddenly to the surface of the running
water and glided on before him for many a mile
beyond the rock-shadowed depths of the moun
tain pool. And tho hunter's heart ached with a
grief which would uever bo stilled for the friend
who lay cold and dead In the Icy clasp of tho
stream, and then grew fierce with anger and
desiro for revenge.
Once came the lmpulso to pursue, and, turn
ing his Btops aside where tho bridge spanned
tho stream and led into the vlllago high road,
ho followed along the shoro until the river
broadened and swept onward to tho lako. No
suow was falling, but an icy chill was on the
air and a furious wind howled about tho hunts
man's oars and pushed him roughly forward.
Tho very river shivered beneath tho blast, and
far ahead, on tho current, tho Laughing Water
hurried that sho might not frcoze. Onco sho
turned and Gorbert saw tho shadowy faco and
the uplifted arms, but there wero shallow placos
above and perhaps sho feared her pursuer, for
again sho sped onward over tho water liko a
streak of foam thrown to tho crest of a hurry
But the hunter followed as swiftly.
What Impulse urged him on ho could not
say. With ouo swift plungo might she not
elude him, find her homeward way along the
river's rocky bed, and send her cruel laughter
back to mock him for his pains ?
What matter ! There was yet a wild pleasure
lu this poor feint of hunting down the evil
charmed thing, and fiercely, oagorly, as if 6ho
were soon to bo within his power, tho hunter
drove her on before him. Tho river widened to
a mighty stream, and flowed into tho lake.
Far out, now, from the shoro, tho white limbs
lay motionless, tho pale hair floated wide.
AVeary, chilled, secure tho Laughing Spring
slopt on the bosom of tho lako. The hunter
crouched on tho shore.
One by one, the cold stars shivered through
tho gray mantle of tho skies. Tho wind shrieked
hoarsely. Tho night grew bitter. The lake
was freezing ovor.
Tho spring awoko shuddering Bhakon by the
rough hands of the winter blast.
But, bound by a thousand glittering chains,
her fair hair clung to the frozen surface of tho
lake, hold captive by an icy hand, one lovely
arm struggled in vain to bo freo, tho other,
which had lain warmed by her bosom, power
less to lift the cold weight from the delicate
limbs. But sho stretched It forth in supplica
tion toward tho shore ! And tho oyos, which had
shadowed falso promises, wept bitter toars; tho
lips which had mocked aud smilod trembled aud
quivered In pain; tho voice, which had laughed
at tho grief of othors, sighed and 60bbed for the
boou of freedom.
And tho hunter, watching ou tho shoro, Hung
his great arms above his head and laughed long
"Ay, weep now I" ho cried. "Accursed
Laughing Water, weep, that I, who havo seen
tho tears shed because ot thee, may look on
thine 1 Suffer that I may laugh at theo, as thou
hast laughed at tho suffering of othors ! Eu
treat as I havo heard them entreat for their
dead whom thou ha6t taken 1 Freeze 1 Dio 1
Melt away with tho buus and raln6 of spring I
And 'twas I I, who drove thco from thy home,
that pool where Johaun sleeps, and 'tis I shall
seo thee die. Weop 1 Suffer 1 Thy pain is
sweet to mo !" And his harsh laughter raug
out over tho lake.
Then the moon rose above it all.
Gerbert crept nearer the water. It seemed
to him as if tho frozen spring quivered at his
approach. Tho moon shouo down ou the
beautiful brow, puro as tho wator-llly; ou the
fair hair gllttorlug in its crystal fetters; ou the
soft, still throat, tho tender, troubled oyes full
of a silont appeal, tho pale lips, with tholr new,
sweet curves of pain; on tho whito form fragllo
The wind stolo away, and a soft, sweet mel
ody thrilled across tho lake, a dying strain of
exquisite sadness, a song without words which
yet seemed to speak, If only to tho heart:
"I dio 1 I die I Thou who hast resisted me,
thco alono havo I loved 1 Placo thy lips on
mine, for I can no longer harm thee thee whom
I love 1"
Tho spell of the moon on tho Laughing
Spring 1 Remember 1 Remember 1
But Gerbert remembered nothing, nor wives,
mothers, and sweethearts who mourned In tho
village forthoso tho Laughing Spring had taken,
nor tho friend she had snatched from his bosom,
nor time, nor place, nor anger, nor revenge 1
Only this first lovo of woman which leapt like
a fiamo in his heart.
"Thou shalt not dio I" ho cried aloud. "I
will free thee 1 I, too, lovo thee 1"
With a mighty spring ho hurled himself Into
the lake. The thin lco yielded, crashing Into a
thousand glittering splinters. Tho current
beneath washed it away. The Laughing Spring
was free 1
Tho chilling water crept about the hunts
man's throat. He stretched out his arms to
clasp tho whito form. They closed about a
block of lco. lie strained his oyes to meet that
tender, wooing glance. Ho saw the cold smilo
of the moon glittering on tho frozcu surfaco of
tho lake. Tho Laughing Spring had flown 1
"Where art thou?" ho murmured faintly.
"Speak to mo I I havo set tho free thou shalt
not dio I I, too, love thee 1"
Tho cruel water filled his mouth.
And far away ou tho wings-of tho night wind
flew tho mocking, wicked voice of tho Laugh
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lished. Tho designs aro most urtlstio. Lithog
raphy has hitherto been tho usual method used
in reproducing colored pictures tor children, but
tho publishers feel coulldeut that this now de
parture will moot not only with tho favor of
children, but of older people as well. Tho price
of theso books is 81.50 each. Wo will give cither
ono, with tho Sunday Herald and National In
telllgoncer, ono year, for 82.75, or both for 83.50.
OFFER NO. 22.
OFPTnE AVEATHER BOW ON LIFE'S VOY
AGE, by Elizabeth N. Little, ono of tho rnosl
unlquo holiday books ever published, 4 to 15 by 8
inches, printed in bluo monochrome. Text by
Harriet BeecherStowo, Henry Wadswortb, Long
fellow, and others. Superbly illustrated. Prlco
2. Ml ntvnn with ttin K.milnv Uni-nlil nn1 Kn
I tlonal Intelligencer, ono year, for 83.50.