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Then he looked again at the sea, which was already turning to steel, and in the distance he saw something moving on the waves. As it came nearer he discovered it was a young Nixie, or water sprite, and she held a lyre in her hand, and sang a song which blended with the murmur of the waves and the notes of the bird.
A little behind them he saw Nixie, shading a lamp with her hand. Then the white face came close over the pillow, and a voice full of tenderness whispered, "My darling boy, don't you know me? It's mother! No one will hurt you. Speak to me, if you can, dear." She stretched out her hands, and Jimbo knew her and made an effort to answer.
When the clock struck twelve the other two started off in hot haste, and then there was a hue and cry for gloves. The lad would keep them as love-tokens, and so the poor Nixie had to go home without them; but she must have died on the way, for next morning the waters of the Meuse were blood-red, and those damsels never returned.
I haven't seen you so completely lethargic for a long time. I thought you kept that manner for the store." Mary could not help feeling pleased by this remark, which drew no response from Felicity save a shadowy but somewhat forced smile. "Turn round, Mary," went on Stefan; "the Nixie is behind you." Mary faced the canvas, another of his favorite underwater pictures.
"But you see," Nixie said at length, "somebody does live in it now." "And who is he?" "I didn't say it was a man." "Whoever it is tell me about the person," persisted Miss Lake. "There's really nothing to tell," replied the child, without looking up. "Oh, but there must be something," declared the logical young governess, "or you wouldn't object so much to its being pulled down."
At the same time I have little doubt that the incidents in question came about quite naturally, and in the ordinary course of events. But you had to get your landlord's servant-girl, the pleasing Dorothea, into the water, as a sort of deluding Nixie; and she " "Don't jest about that," Cyprian said, very solemnly. "Don't make jokes on that subject, Lothair.
Where on the marshes boometh the bittern, Nicker the Soulless sits with his ghittern; Sits inconsolable, friendless and foeless, Bewailing his destiny, Nicker the Soulless. The Nixie of the Mummel-lake The legend of the nixie of Seebach is one of gloom and tragedy, albeit as charming as most of the Rhine tales.
Stefan happened to be in the gallery when this gentleman, piloted by Constantine himself, came in, and recognized him as the elderly satyr of the pouched eyes who had been so attentive to Felicity on the night of Constance's reception. When, later, the dealer informed him that this individual had bought the Nixie for three thousand, Stefan made no attempt to conceal his disgust.
Another water-spirit not unlike the Lorelei is the nixie, which is both male and female, the male appearing like any human being, but, as in the case of the water-spirits of the Slavonic peoples and England, Scotland, and Central America, being possessed of green teeth.
"It was all I could do not to shut the door in his face. Of all the chuckleheads! What do you think he called the Nixie? 'A tricky piece of work! Tricky!" Stefan kicked the fire disgustedly. "And it's the best thing I've done!" "As for the portrait, he said it was 'fine and dandy, the idiot.
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