Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1900-05-02

orient and thought no more about
them. He Interested us hours mt Il
time with quietly told stories of his
travels, for he had seen not only tao
places we had visited, hut scores OF
others yet unknown to us.
But Maurice Wilson. for so will call
him, had also the pathetic smile and
tie appealing blue eyes that all un-
meaningly make willing fools of wo-
men,
Who never can know
And mover can understand
that the language of such is impcr-
sonal and born of blood, not heart.
Yet Wilson had II heart, and a tender
one, ana some way, rs the days went
by, the feeling grew upon one of us at
least that he could tell us story, II he
so minded, Of personal sacrifice and
pain in some GCthscmGnc Of which the
world knew not.
Willie still in the Yellow sea the
glass changed suddenly one morning.
and in less than two hours the order
IAN passengers below was heard
above thc shricLing of the wind and
that low. almost human, grcaning of
ship's strained Joints when the ty.
phoou's breath first touches 1t. For
hours we were tossed helplcssly about
the cabin. the sharp cries of the second
class pags-lgcrs coming to us now and
then from the prison under the matches
and miugliug with the moans Of wom-
EN- whom We vainiy tried TO comfort.
I can see now the look in Wilson's
eyes rs when once again we were on
Geek lac said so!cmn,y:
'"Thct was loud call, seems to mo.
and down there" nodding toward the
cabin--"down there In such an hour
one thinks rapidly. Nest co pas? And
with n mighty tug ut his heart and
something in his throat like a knife
thrust through he wishes-wishcs--
that he had been n better boy"
Somehow after the storm things
seemed not quite the same again. I'm
rest was everywhere. We who were
favored haunted the captains room.
listened to his yarns, drank sparingly
Of his wine and freely Of his cheer.
Yet cloud no larger than n mans
hand perhaps, aud yet large enough to
cast shadow, seemed hanging over
the ship, affecting officers, passengers
and crew alike. gainsay It as we might.
Every one was frightened visibly by
the half days stay ut Nagasaki, and In
the excitement Of the trip through the
inland sea the typhoon was forgotten,
and we became quite our usual selves
again, all except Wilson, who still
seemed restless and Ill Mt ease.
when are we due at Kobe?" he ask
cd after tifiln was over and We were all
Ia the captains room, as usual, when
he was Off duty.
"About dark" the captain replied
absently, adding after n moments
pause, "and-well, I've slowed up a bit
so we can get n look ut the phantom
coach, you know"
1.-THE phantom coachw echoed Jack,
what Is thatY
"Ncver heard Of It? No? It's a queer
story. and I'm bound to find out for
myself IL there's any truth In II.
Haven't happened along here mt the
right time since the ghost first put in
| an appearance. 1t shows UP only ut
dusk, they say"
Tell us the story, captain, do.
"All right" he said, and, lighting q
! fresh cigar and swinging himself
around in his chair so that he faced
the low hills covered with frosty tea
plants, he began the tale Of the phan-
tom coach.
you all remember, 10 doubt" he
said, "how the British ship Bombay