WHISPERED MALICIOUS TALES INTO HIS EARS
The Gnomes of the
Saline Mountains
A FANTASTIC NARRATIVE
By
ANNA GOLDMARK GROSS
Author of "The Whim of Fate," and numerous
short stories and plays.
THE SHAKESPEARE PRESS,
114-116 East 28th Street,
New York.
1912.
Copyright, 1912,
by
ANNA G. GROSS.
I dedicate this book to the
blessed memory of my
father. 
ILLUSTRATIONS
by
I. T. BALLIN.
Whispered malicious tales in
his ears
Frontispiece
He gazed at the fair form in bridal attire
lying upon the floor
104
Here, Miss, I ain't got no money but I'd
like to give you them shoes
117
Confessing all to the wonder-working
Saint
167
Near Dresden lies a garden,
Therein a cherry tree,
Beneath whose fragrant shadow,
Came happy dreams to me.
On its bark my love for her,
In ardent words I traced;
In rapture, then in sorrow,
Trembling with nervous haste.
The moon so bright had risen,
Those words glared forth at night.
I glanced at them all frightened,
Then screened them from my sight.
* * * * * * * *
On zephyr's wave a whisper came,
From wicked gnomes to me addressed:
"Come here, come here, thou human toy,
And find with us thy final rest."
The Gnomes of the SalineMountains
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