Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1902-07-08
SHORT STORY FOR
EVENING HOURS
THE Wind

The weather had been not and air.
less for days beyond numbering. and
somehow or other the boy and the girl
seemed almost to have tired OF one an
other. They had not yet got to the age
at which one holds oneself habitually
in the attitude of readiness to receive
a establishment. and SO they hated
themselves for being capable of such
a change. The rain came in the night.
and in the morning huge white clouds
raced in procession over dazzling
sky. The dry summer was gone. the
autumn had come. and when the girl
came running across the lawn the big
blithc Northwestern clipped and Cud.
died her with a marvellous audacity.
Somehow. although she ran before Il.
She seemed to lean to it, CarCss. II ~
pretty hair was wOndrOusly blown
about her face. and her eyes laughed
world was young again and It matter.
ed nothing that thousand roses had
died in the garden during the night
that was past.
All the things in which they had
been so Interested little while before
began to be engrossing again. Tho
whole of the morning was filed with
exquisite pleasures. resulting from
causes too slight to be mentioned.
Then they set forth to discover how
the sea was welcoming the return rf
the wind. The wet roads shone under
the splendid sky. and everywhere the
shadows of the hedges were eXquis.
itely blue. There was heather and
they stopped to gather blackberries.
Her lips got stained. and the boy Camo
near to vcnturing on the deed of dar.
ing of which he had only dreamed M
to the present. He even began to think
kindly of the days of drought: her
face was Drowned by the sun. and,
now that life had began to be good
again. he learned new facts as to the
peculiar beauty OF her eyes. He hOv.
cred delightfully."- on the verge of dis.
covering why she had always charmed
him so utterly, but he was fortunate
and did not get any further.
They climbed the long steep track
which leads to the waste lands, and
everything went well. They had hard.
ly put foot on the uncu1tivated ground
when the boy. trod on a spray of white
heather and picked IL for his Compan.
ion. And my luck Is rather good to.
day" he said, with sure foreknowl.
edge OF the answer that would bo
flashed back at him. Then they clam.
bered down the cliff, the wind buffet
ing them. until they could hardly won.
der that the gorse had made itself into
compact rounded masses in order to
resist such onslaughts. More than
once he was able to show how some
wise rabbit had taken advantage Of
this TACT to get screen In front of his
burrow. They got to the beach at
last and he helped her over the tum.
bic of rocks which lies at the foot Of
the cliff. Then they stood at the edge
OF the sea and watched the tumult of
the waves, and were quite inarticulate.
ly happy.
At last they turned and took the cliff
path again. They mounted IL SLOWLY.
Once they paused where an ancient
had made a sort of plateau.
Each selected a sea pink clump. and
the girl played with her white heather
while the other smoked a cigarette. So
they came by slow degree back to the
waste lands. The sky was vast: the
untitled land stretched for miles on
either hand, and they had 1t all to
themselves. A curious feeling of so.
briefly overcame them as they took
The path and descended to the fire..
luented roads.
An old man came towards them