Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1903-07-20
CHAPTER XVI.
A CLASH AND IT'S RESULT.

n CLASH AND lis hESJLl
81 feel like spending the rest OF my
days in that monastery up there" said
Lorry after dinner that evening. They
were strolling about the town. One was
determined to leave the city, the other
firm in his resolve to stay. The latter
won the day when he shrewdly If eX-
plosively reminded the former that It
was their duty as men to stay and pro-
tect the princess from the Vaccinations
of Gabriel, that knave of purgatory.
Lorry. at last recognizing the hopeless
ness of his suit, was ready to throw
down his arms and abandon the field 10
superior odds. His presumption in as
piring for the hand of princess began
TO touch his sense Of humor, and he
laughed, not very merrily, IL is true,
but long and loudly, at his folly. At
first he cursed the world and every one
In II, giving up in despair, but later
he cursed only himself. Yet as he de-
SPARED and scOifed he felt within him
self an ever present hope that luck
might turn the tide Of battle.
i nls puny ray bieW peiStPiDiS NhSh
Anguish brought him to feel that she
needed his protection from the man
who had once sought to despoil and
who might reasonably be expected to
persevere. He agreed to linger in Edel-
weiss, knowing that each day would
add pain to the torture he was already
suffering. his sole object being, he con-
WINGED himself, to Illustrate Gabriel's
evil plans.
Returning late in the evening from
their stroll, they entered a cafe ccle-
brated in Edelweiss. In all his life
Lorry had never known the loneliness
that makes death welcome.
The cafe was crowded with men and
women. In far corner sat party Of
AXphain mobiles, their prince, most
democratic fellow, at the head of a
long table. There were songs, jests and
boisterous laughter. The celebration
grew wilder, and Lorry and Anguish
crossed the room and, taking seats at
Il table, ordered wine and cigars both
eager for a closer view OF the prince.
How Lorry loathed him!
Loren2 was good looking young fell
low, little more than boy. His smooth
face was flushed, and there was about
! him an air of dissipation that suggest
ed depravity in its advanced stage. The
face that might have been handsome
was the reflection Of roue, dashing,
deviish. He was fair haired and tall,
taller than his companions by half a
head. With reckless abandon he drank
and sang and jested, arrogant in his
4 fllghty merriment. His cohorts were
not far behind him in riotouG wit.
| At length one Of the jewellers. speak
ing in German, called on Lorenz for a
/ toast TO the Princess Yetiye, his prom
ised bride. Without a moments hest
tation the prince sprang TO his feet,
held his glass alOft and cried:
Here's to the fairest OF the fair
sweet Yetive, so hard to win, too good
to lose. She loves me, God bless her
heart! And | love her, God bless my
heart, too! For each kiss from her
wondrous lips shall credit myself with
1000 gayvos. That is the price OF a
Hiss"
"Tll give 2,OOO." roared one OF the
mobiles, and there was laugh in which
the prince Joined.
May! I'll not sell them now. In
after years, when she has grown old
and her lips are parched and dry from
! the slpplng3 have had, III sell them
all at a bargain. Alas, she has not
yet kisse'i me-"
! Lorry'S heat bounded with joy.
though his hands were clinched in
Iage.
/ "She will kiss me tomorrow. To-
morrow shall taste what no other
man has touched what all men have
coveted. And I'll be generous. gentle
E,ent. She Is so fair that your foul
mouths would blight with but one
caress upon her tender Inns, and yet
you shall not be deprived OF bliss. !
shall kiss hel thrice for each OF you
Let me count, Thrice eleven is thirty
three, Aye, thirty-three OF my kisses