The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1895-06-17

ing? If we said he did, she'd have come
in to him, and that would do no good,
for he wasn't right in his mind. By
and by we told her he was getting well,
and then she didn't come, but staid ut
home, just saying his name over to her
self. Alors, things take hold of Il wom-
AM 1t is so strangel When he was
strong enough to go out, | went with
him the first time. He was all thin and
handsome as you can think, but he had
no memory, and his eyes We're like a
child's She saw him and came out to
meet him. What does woman care for
the world when she loves altogether?
Well, he just looked ut her as if he'd
never seen her before and passed by
without a sign, though afterward there
came trouble in his face. Three days Ia
ter he was gone, no one knew where.
That is two years ago. Ever since she
has been looking for him..
Is she mad!"
Mad? 1t is not good to have one
thing in the head all the time. What
do you think? So much all at once.
And them
Hush, Pierre! There she isn' Law
less said, pointing to a ledge OF rock not
far away.
The girl stood looking out across the
valley, a weird, rapt look in her face,
her hair falling loose, II staff like a
Shepherds crook i'll one hand, the other
over her eyes, as she slowly looked
from point TO point of the horizon.
The two watched her without speaking.
Presently she saw them. She gazed at
them for minute, then descended to
them. Lawlcss and Pierre rose, doffing
their hats. She looked at both a mo-
ment, and her eyes settled, steadily
glowing, ON Pierre. Presently she held
out her hand to him
II knew you-yesterday, she said.
Pierre returned the intensity of her
gaze with one deep and strong.
so so, Cynthie, " he said. "Sit down
and eat "
He dropped ON knee and drew a
! scone and some fish from the ashes, She
sat facing them, and taking from a bag
at her side some wild fruits ate slowly,
saying nothing. Lawless noticed that
her hair had gone gray at her temples,
though she was but one and twenty
years old. Her face, brown as it was,
shone with white kind Of light, which
may or may not have come from the
crucible of her eyes, where the tragedy
of her life was fusing. Lawless could
not bear to look long, for the fine that
consumes a body and sets free a soul is
not for the sight of the quick. AT last
she rose. her body steady, but her hands
having that tremulous activity of her
eyes.
will you not stay, Cynthie?" asked
Lswless, very kindly.
She came closer to him, and after
searching his eyes said with a smile
that almost hurt him. when l have
found him, will bring him to your
campfire. Last night the voice said that
he waits for me where the mist rises
from the river at daybreak, close to the
home of the white swan. Do you know
where is the home of the white swan?
Before the frost comes and the red wolf
cries | must find him. Winter is the
time of sleep l will give him honey
Hh = NAiN' iAN'''' L hhbN Mltlt VIC snhli
live together, You never saw such
rosesl Hushl have place where we
can hide
Suddenly her gaze became fixed and
dreamlike and she said slowly, in all
time of our tribulatiDu, in all time of
our wealth, in the hour of death and in
the day of Judgment, good Lord, deliver
usr'
GOOD Lord, deliver usr' repeated
Lawless in low voice
Without looking at them she slowly
turned away and passed up the hillside,
her eyes scanning the valley as before.
Good Lord, deliver us!' again said
Lawless. where did she get it?'
From book which Fingall left be-
hind"
They watched her till she rounded q
cliff and was gone. Then they Shout
dered their kits and passed up the river
on the trail of the wapiti.
One month later, when a fine white
surf of frost lay on the ground and the
sky was darlloned often by the flight Of
the wild geese southwark, they came
upon hut perched on bluff at the
edge of clump of pines. 1t was morn
ing, and White Faced mountain shone
solemnly clear, without a touch Of
cloud or mist from its launches to its
crown.
They knocked at the hut door, and in
answer to IA voice entered. The sunlight
streamed in over woman lying upon q
heap of dried flowers in corner and a
man kneeling beside her
They came near and saw that the
woman was Cynthie.
Then Pierre broke out suddenly.
"FingaIl" and caught the kneeling
man by the shoulder. At the sound Of
his voice the womans eyes opened.
"Fingalll oh, Fingall" she said and
reached mp hand.