Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-10-08

Some day 1t will boom, and expand ana
have q plaza, and an excursion STEAMBOAT
line, and hotel with palm garden-soiile
day perhaps when they have cut the neck
of Panama and the swarm comes down
from the states. Just at present 1t is d
scattered handful of little yellow and whlte
houses, which you cannot even Distinguish
a mile at sea, only spreading grove ol
many palms that rise along the shore IKE
gigantic feather busters y couple OF miles
inland there is a tired volcano, Whlch
forms n large amethyst blur against a
dove-grav sky, and makes an interesting
back drop for the setting of Hualtepec
Bosworth landed in June from New
York trade schooner The fact that he
sold nothing, bought nothing and did noth-
ing endeared him to the popuiace. 1t is a
warm and trying climate. Strenuoslty Is
unpopular.
Rosworth intimated that he had merely
dropped in on the way 10 South America
The particular schooner he had been apie
to apply persuasion to went only as 1ar as
Hualtepec. He would wait Tor announcer IIer
schooner with an inclination toward the
Argentine Republic. There were promls-
ing signs of a revolution, he told the doc
tor and the resident missionary, when they
gave him the hand of welcome ana tne
word of peace He had never seen a reVo-
luton. Yes, it was curiosity, he admitted
to the missionary-also spirit OF adVen-
ture Oh. yes! Also. and incidentally, he
was running away, he told them IN cheer-
full confidence upon the doctors veranda,
over coffee and the small dark cigars in
which his soul newly delighted.
The doctor was silent and attentive.
Such things had been before, even in Huai-
tepec.
From anything specia1?' asked the mis-
sionary.
Work" answered Bosworth, and the sub
iac hajnor strictly q nriVatp af-
fair. and not affecting the moral tone of
the community.
The Revolutionary cause in the Argentine
republic langushed during July, most of
the revolutionists being in New York rails
ing funds and fervor. No schooner showed
up with southerly intentions, and Bos-
worths spirit of adventure also languished.
1t was mighty comfortable at Hualtepec.
He LACED and became n lotus muncher and
let the doctor tell him he needed rest.
He had been thin and spooky around the
eyes when he landed, but after month he
began to brace up and take to the climate.
1t was the hope of the girl who waited up
north that gave him strength. He told the
doctors wife about Eer-the girl named
Helen.
He had met her at a reception a the Art
Students League. A first-night view of some
bOdy'S salon stuff it was. StapletOn had
been with hims She had sat alone on one
of the long Flemish oak settees slim, in
conspicuous figure in brown. Stapleton had
stood still and lntenty surveyed her lhrouSh
haIf-closed eyes. 1t had made a nice bit of
study. the seal-brown dress, the sweep of a
brown marten stole from her throat to the
floor, the velvet hat with its single plume
and beneath, brown hair, brown eyes and
colorless skin with the ream of ivory in it's
softness. She had been looking at the
people. not the pictures
Bosworth had left his companion, and,
standing close to a washy blur of French
impressionism, had been peering at 1t
through his rimless eyeglasses, and the girl
had been looking at him with the same con-
tended interest Stapleton was giving her.
Suddenly Bosworth had turned and seen
her. There had been a full, long look be-
tween them, the look of two who had met
as strangers in strange world, and yet
had recognized in each other the one waited
for.
Stapleton had found out who she was
later in the evening.
''She doesn't scrib. daub or sculp, and
she isn't studying for the stage. She's
just a regular girl. Fathers one of the
directors-W. II. Marshall, interested in