The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1903-02-01
By HARRIE KELLETT CHAMBERS.
IN TIMBLE fellows. these Breton
~ sailors" observed the Bishop
Of iVhnrnnne

Of Cheyenne.
His tone was experimental, half IN
terrogatfve. O'Mara, whom his fellow
passengers had learned to credit with
many unusual gifts. including that Of
talking to French mariners in their
own dialect. had just returned TO the
promenade deck from a trip TO the fore
castle. and a narrative was evidently ex-
pected Of him. But he had been & vel
come guest forward, and he did not care
10 dfssect his hosts so he answered
with an Indifferent az, as he threw up
a camp chair and sat down near Mrs
Noel. the concert singer.
Very nimble-in mind, as well IS
body"
Yes; but their mental agility is &c
pIorably misdireeted." sighed the bishop
why. was speaking TO one Of rae
deck hands this morning, and he told me
he had believed in nothing since his
childhood. He actually quoted ROus-
seau.'
That's the worst of it," muttered
O'Mara, who was looking at Mrs. NoeTs
hands. They've learned to read and
forgotten to star gaze; they've learned
TO reason and forgotten to divine;
they've got theories of beauty, but
they've forgotten the beautiful ignorance
49,
why beautifuI?'' inquired Mrs Noel
az was after thinking of their grand
and simple devotion to God, and king,
and duty, and-and womanl"
He pulled off his cap as he pronounced
the last word. There was a taste of
brogue in his speech-a phenomenon Of
ten observable when he was in earnest,
and always when he spoke to Mrs Noel
Just the same grumbled the bishop.
they have their chosen objects OF 10y
atty in their own ranks, as a rule. III
be bound they're arrant hero worship
ers''
"Oh, yes. There's such a man on this
boat. for instance stoker. They call
him Figure de GrenouilIe, and the name
Is highly descriptive e Remarka-
pIe type. Great force Of char
acter. Can't help dominating
that sort OF man"
Professionalism is the only thing that
can save unhappy France" pronounced
the bishop oracuIarly.
He arose a moment later. smothering
3 yawn. and sauntered of TO pitch rope
auoits over a wooden pes. Mrs Noel
vas watching a pale streak that fringed
the western sea line. whittier La Bis
eaye was headed. It mounted into view
whenever the ship tilted forward to reel
down the farther slope OF a long swell,
puIsing faster than when she had climb
ed It. Just above glowed dwindling
sun, its hue that Of 3 horseshoe. cooling
on an anvil: and it summoned a dusky
red admiration from the depths Of Mrs.
NoePs eyes. o'Mara wondered what they
we're eternalIy challenging, those eyes Of /
hers. His scrutiny may have pierced her
consciousness, for she turned TO him-a
little dazed from steadfast contempla-
ton. so that her face had an uneartbIy
air Of detachment from the concrete.
why don't you go on talking?" she
faItered. q like to hear your brogue-"
You've a wonderful face entirely.
said he-snd he emphasized the brogue,
since It pleased her. at tells everything
and yet It do be as calm as a marble
woman's face There's bit Of doubt in
it. and bit Of faith; there's a bit Of
pain and q bit OF gladness. there's resig- /
nation and revolt. there's humility and
pride. And. faith. I've seen
"stop!" she commanded, and there
was a curious tightening at her throat.
Never mind my face. It's a mirror Of
of many things."
Indeed. then. you're after giving ne
the best Of reasons for searching it.
he pursued eagerly. For what does
even the worst Of men look for in
mirror? But, faith, it's the /
likes Of me should be for stunning one
as II it'd show me a banshee."
He dropped his face between his hands /
and she saw his fingers hook them /
selves in the depths Of his hair and tug
at the roots Of it. If he had looked iuto
her face then he would have seen that
it was all motherhood, for a woman
mast needs be a mother to the man she
could love. even as in childhood she
must needs be mother to thing Of
sawdust and wax a demon Of proprfsty
tempted her not 10 reeve a consoulg
hand in that thatch Of chestnut. with
It's stiDpling of silver at the temples.
and she suffered st to hold her hands
stiniy in her lap though her heart was
slrangIed within her.
Chilled through and through By her
own prudence. she looked away again ID
the west The pale streak had diIarsd 10