The San Francisco call., 1895-10-13

"Bah! He has the unlaughing face of
an American woman. He is misterp'
The mother-in-law laughed ieeringly.
You thing mabby he keer for me? Nol
He got to come an fight. An 1 lig' jus'
see him-if he come, of course"
"Speak Japanese to me, madamr
"Ah-ah-ah! Please excuse me. I
most always forget. Sore-waa makoto-ni
kino-doku sama."
The mother-in-law swept with threaten
ings from the room, for, as you perceive,
she had continued to speak English in
that laughing voice of hers and then had
protested that she was sorry for it. And
she was sorry, if we must have vet other
commerce with the truth. And this was
known to Nine. PineTree as well as to US,
and she was the autocrat of that house.
War was declared. Sei-kwang had been
fought and won. The Kowshing had been
sunk. But Ji-Saburo had not come.
Nine. Glory continued her supplications,
now, that peace might not come too soon.
And, 10! early one morning, there was a
knock on the amado, they hadn't been taken
taken yet-and the little maid announced
not only Ji-Saburo, but that he was in
uniform, and had bandage about his
head. Glory must be pardoned the gay
glance she gave her mother-in-law.
Nov, Marubushu-San (this was only
Mrs. Lemon, the maid), run! My yellow
kimono, gold-woven obi, powder for my
face, vermilion for my lips, the new silver
| kanzashi for my hair: run She pros
| trated herself at the shrine.
"Shaka, thou art almighty" !" she said.
AS she came down, glowing in her brav.
cry, she was intercepted by her mother.
| in-law.
81 have seen him. 1t is not he. 1t is
barbarian!'
Glory passed on. She smiled again.
But 1t was Ji-Saburo. And he embraced
her in Western fashion. She was visibIy
frightened.
But we were betrothed in infancy" he
defended, gayly.
"Yaes," she said meekly, ''I got to do
what you as me. But
"You don't like it?"
She did not answer and he audaciously
kissed her. She only trembled little this
time.
That's better. At first"
"Ahl but din know. I din know how
sweet that was. L naever been-kiss-nor-
How you call that other?"
"Em braced."
"Yaes. 1 naever been kissed nor EN-.
brace by nobody. Now thing bout that.
How l going know how nize that is? How
you also know aexcept you learn? All,
ah, ah? How do you learn that?"
He did not answer. He was looking
down at her very fondly.
"AIas an alas! From those purple-eyed
Americans. How beautiful they areI
How beautiful! They frighten mel'
| She thought all American women were
| blonde.
The maid brought the tobacco bon.
which he declined. Then she brought tea
and confections, which she put between
them.
Mister Ji-Saburo-I got call you mister,
don I?'
ter. am japanese"
| She leaned toward him with dewv ewes.
"Then II gon' call you jus'-Liddle
Round One. Ahap'
81 shall tell you about the purple-eyed
women. There was one. And 1 thought
was American enough to pay court to
her.
"Wha's that mos terrible word 2''
begged the girl in mock alarm.
''There is no Japanese for it. It is trying
to make girl care for you by associating
with her. 1 asked her to marry me
finally"
"You as the girl-herself?-no her
father?-an' all her uncles?"
"In America the girl herself decides"
Chow that is nize," sighed Nine. Glory.
J1-Saburo remained silent.
"An'-an' she gon' marry your You
gon' marry she?"
NO"
"Ah-ah-ahl Tha's sawry-ver' sawry.
[ dom Iig' that. Thas not nize. Take
mother cup team rice cake?" But her
| face distinctly belied her words.
''She is not sorry-nor am I-now-nor
need you be. But I was hit hard. 1 went to
Toxic and enlisted. Was at Sei-kwang. Got
this wound there. Am home on furlough.