The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1900-07-26

she would have had mep Mol She
she had too much sense"
IL was full q minute before Arm
strong spoke again. For few seconds
he sat motionless, gazing steadily into
Grny's handsome, blushing face; then
he turned once more and looked out
over the Pasig and the Scared level OF
,he rice fields beyond. And the long
slant OF the sunshine on distant towers
and neighboring roofs and copse and
wall, and the unlovely landscape
seemed all tinRcd with purple haze and
tipped with gold. The blare of buglc
summoning the men TO supper seemed
| softened by distance, or some new,
strange intonation, and gave to the ug-
licst of all our service calls the effect
of soft, sweet melody; and there was
sympathy and genuine feeling in the
deep voice rs he once again held out
his hand to Billy.
Forgive me. lad. for I judged you
more harshly than you deserved"
One lovely summcr-like evening some
five weeks later. in long. hcnving surgcs
the deep blue waves of the Pacific came
lazily rolling toward the palm-bordered
beach Mt WailSki. bursting into snowy
foam on the pcbbly strand. and, softly
kissing. swept like feccy mantle up the
slope OF wet. hard beaten sand, then
broke. tapping and whirling, about the
stone supports OF the broad lanai Of
one of the many luxurious homes that
dot the curving line Of the bay to the
east OF Honolulu. Dimly outlined in
the fairy moonlight. the shadowy noun
tains Of the waianai range lay low upon
the western horizon. Eastward the
bare. bold. volcanic uphcaval of Dia-
mond Head CLEANED in bold relief. re-
flecting the silver rays. Here and there
through the foliage shonc the soft-col-
ored fires of Chinese lanterns, and far
ther away, along the consavc shore. dis
tant electric lights twinklcd like an
swcring signals to the stars in the
vault of blue. and the riding lights" of
the few transports or warships swing
ing at anchor on the tide.
From a little grove of palms close to
the low sea wall came the soft tinkle OF
joyous song. while under the spreading
roof Of the broad portico. or lanai. the
murmur of voices. the occasional ripple
of musical laughter. the floating haze
Of cigarette smoke, told where party
of worshipcrs were gathered. rejoicing
in the loveliness of nature and the
night.
II was n reunited party. too, and in
the welcome of their winsome hostess.
in the soft, soothing influence of that
summer cline. and through the healing
tonic OF the long sea voyage, faces that
had been saGdcncd by deep anxiety but
few weeks gone. smiled gladncss into
one another now. A tall gray-haircd
man rcclincd In nm easy lounging chair.
his eyes irten; on the clear-cut face OF
n young soldier in trim white uniform.
who, with much animation. was telling
of an event In the recent campaign.
BY his side, her humid eyes following
his every gesture, sat tall. dark.
stylish girl, whose hand from time To
time crept forth to carcss his--an evil
dent case of sister worship. Close at
hand another young fellow in spo,lcss
white, his curly head bent far forward.
his elbows on his knees. his finger tips
joining. was studying silently the ef-
feet OF his comrades story on another
"A fair girl whose sweet face. serene
and composed, was fully illumined by
the silvery light of the unclouded moon.
Coming byaransport, via Honolulu
Cows" cabled message had brought
father and sister to meet him at these
famed Crossroads OF the Pacific" and