The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1895-05-11

"Goodby then" he stdmmered.
mates. OF what avail words against the
flames Of jealousy in which she writhed?
He fingered about the passage on the
next visiting day, vaguely remorseful,
but she would not see him. So he went
away sulkily indignant, and his new
housemate oomforted him, and he came
no more.
When you lie on your back all day
and all night, you have time to think,
especially if you do not sleep. A situa-
ton presents itself in many lights from
dawn to dusk and from dusk to dawn
One such light flashed on the paradise
and showed it TO her as but the portico
of purgatory. Her husband would be
damned in the next world, even as she
was in this. His soul would be cut off
from among its people.
On this thought she brooded till it
loomed horribly in her darkness, and at
last she dictated letter to the matron,
asking Herzel to come and see her.
He obeyed and stood shamefaced at
her side, tidgeting with his peaked cap.
Her hard face softened momentarily at
the sight of him; her bosom heaved;
suppressed sobs swelled her throat.
Thou hast sent for me?" he muir
INJURED. ~
Eyes; perhaps thou didst again i'm
agine was on my deathbed?" she re-
piled, with bitter irony
at is not so, Sarah. Iwould have
come of myself, only thou wouldst not
see my face
81 have seen it for 20 years. 1t is an
others turn now" b.
He was silent.
1T is true all the same. am on my
deathbed.
He started. A pang shot through his
breast. He darted an agitated glance at
her face.
"Is it not so? In this bed shall die,
but God knows how many years l shall
lie in it.
Her calm gave him an uncanny
shudder.
"And till the Holy One, blessed be
he, takes me thou wilt live a daily sim
ner."
81 am not to blame. God has stricken
me. am young man."
Thou art to blamep' Her eyes fash
ed fire. "Blasphemer, life is sweet to
thee, yet perhaps thou wilt die first!"
His face grew livid.
81 am young man." he repeated
TREMENDOUSLY.
"Thou dost forget what Rabbi Eliezer
said, Repent one day before thy death
that is today, for who knows?" -
"What wouldst thou have me do?"
"Give up
"No, no, % he interrupted. at is use
less l cannot. l am SO lonely"
"Give up" she repeated inexorably,
"thy wife.
"What sayest thou? My wifel But
she is not my wife. Thou art my WIFE 1"
even so. Give me up. Give me Gett
(divorce).
His breath failed; his heart thumped
at the suggestion.
"Give thee Gett" he whispered.
Eyes. Why didst thou not send me a
bill Of enforcement when left thy home
for this?"
He averted his face. 81 thought of
it," he stammered, land them
"And then?' He seemed to see a sar-
donio glitter in the gray eyes.
Il was afraid"
"Afraid?" She laughed in grim
mirthlessness. Afraid of bedridden
womanl"
81 was afraid it would make thee I'M
happy" The sardonio CLEAN melted
into softness, then became more terrible
than before.
"And so thou hast made me happy
insteadr
"Stab me not more than l merit. !
did not think people would be- cruel
enough to tell thee" }
Chime own lips told me"
May, by my SOUL" he cried, star.
tied.
Chime eyes told me, then.
81 feared SO" he said, turning them
away when she-came into my
house, IL dared not go to see thee.
That was why did not come, though
always meant to, Sarah, my life.
feared to look thee in the eyes. l fore
saw they would read the secret in mine,
30 was afraid"
Afraid" she repeated bitterly.
Afraid would scratch them out
Nay. they are good eyes. Have they not
Z seen my heairl For 20 years they haSs
been my light Those eyes and mine
have seen our children die. :"
| Spasmodic sobs came thickly now.
= Swallowing them down, she said, "And
D she-did she not ask thee to give mt