Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-03-03

uiedi SHE SAID, Stl1Hy, 'tnat II you
and do agree to go shares we will each
be very cich.''
Exactly. applied your words to the
nine alone. of course
A slight thing will shatter a day dream
This sufficed. The sailor resumed his task
Of burying the stores.
Poor little lamp!' he thought when
1t came into the greater world how soon it
was Snuffed out"
But Iris said to herself, what a silly
slip that was of mine! Enough for both
of u.s. indeed! Does he expect me to pro-
pose to him? l wonder what the letter
was about which he destroyed as 1 came
back after my bath. 1t must have been
meant for me. Why did he write it? Why
did he tear it up?'
The hour drew near when jerks climbed
to the Summit Rock. He shouldered ak
and rifle and set forth. Iris heard him
set some water to boil for tea and, whilst
bringing fresh supply of fuel. passed the
spot where the torn scraps of paper lit
tered the sand.
She was the soul of honor, for woman,
but there never woman vet who
could take her eyes off written document
which confronted her. She could not
help seeing that one small morsel contained
her own name: Though mutilated it had
clearly read-"Dear Miss Deane."
so it was intended for mep' she cried,
throwing down her bundle and dropping to
her knees. She secured that particular
slip and examined it earnestly. Not for
worlds would she pick I'D all the scraps
and endeavor to sort them Yet they had
fascination for her, and at this closer range
she saw another which bore the Legend
love your
Somehow the two seemed to fit together
very nicely.
Yet third carried the same Words-.I
love you! They were still quite coherent
she did not want to look any further. She
did not even turn over such of the torn
tn orth Co.
ward.
Opening the front of her bodice she
brought to light a small gold locket con-
tanning miniatures of her father and
mother. Inside this receptacle She care
fully placed the three really material por-
lions of the sailors letter. When jerks
walked down the hill again he heard her
singing long before he caught sight of her
sedulously tending the fire.
AS he came near he perceived the re-
mains OF his useless document. He stopped
and gathered them up, forthwith throwing
them among the glowing logs.
BY the way, what We're you writing
whilst l had my bath?" inquired Iris, de-
murely.
Some information about the mine. On
second thoughts, however, 1 saw it was un-
necessary"
"Oh, was that all?'
practically ALL
Then some part was unprecedented"
He glanced sharply at her, but she was
HiciCiS ldlhliS at RANDOM.
We'll, you see," he explained lone can
DO so little without the requisite plant. This
sort or ore requires a crushing mill a
smelling furnace, perhaps big tanks filled
with cyanide of potassium
And, of course, although you can do
wonders, you cannot provide all those
things, can you?"
jerks deemed this query to be unanswer-
able
They were busy again until night fell
Sitting down for a little while before re-
firing to rest they discussed, for the hum
dredth time, the probabilities of speedy
succor This led them to the topic of avail
able supplies, and the sailor told Iris the
dispositions he had made.
Did you bury the box of books?' she
asked.
Yes. but not in the cave They are at
the foot of the cinchona over there. why?
Do you want any?"
Il have a Bible in my room, but there
was a Tennyson among the others which 1
glanced at in spare moments"
The sailor thanked the darkness that con-
cealed the deep bronze of face and neck
caused by this chance remark He vaguely
recollected the manner in which the lines
from Maud came to his lips after the
episode OF the letter. Was it possible that
ne mad unknowingly uttered them aloud
and Iris was now silly poking fun at him?
he glowed with embarrassment
1T is odd that you should mention Ten
nyson.' he managed to say calmly Only
sage"
Iris, of course, was quite innocent this
time.
oh do tell me. Was it from 'Enoch
Arden'?"
He gave sigh of relief NO: anything
but that" he answered.
What then?"
Maud"
"Oh. Maud 1t is very beautiful, but l
could never imagine why the poet gave
n in to l.
They too often end that way. Moreover.
'Enoch Arden is not what you might cali
exhilarating."
No; it is sad. I have often thought he
mad the Sonata Pathetique' in his mind
when he wrote It, But the note is mourn
full all through. There is no promise of
happiness as in Maud"
Then 1t Is my turn to ask questions
why dld you hit upon that poem among so
many?
Because 1t contains an exact description
of our position here. Don't you remember
how the poor fellow
Sat often in the seward gazing gorge,
shipwrecked sailor waiting for a sail.'
II am sure Tennyson saw our island with
poetic eye, for he goes on
No sail from day to day, but every day
The sunrise broken into scarlet shafts
among the palms and ferns and precipices;
The blaze upon the waters to the east;
The blaze upon the waters to the west;
1ueu the great STATS tnut SiODe0 themselves In
heaven,
The follower believing ocean, and again
The scarlet shafts Of sunrise-but sail. :"
She acclaimed the melodious verse with q
subtle skill that amazed her nearer. Pro-
fcundly moved, jerks dared not trust him
self to speak
Il read the whole poem the other day."
she said after a silence of some minutes
"Sorrowful as 1t is, 1t comforted me by
comparison. How different will be our fate
to his when another ship stays by this
isle'P'
Yet neither of them knew that one line
she had recited was more singularly ap-
plicable to their case than that which they
paid heed to. THE great stars that globed
themselves in Heaven" were shining clear
and bright in the vast arch above Re-
splendent amidst the throng rose the
Pleiades. the NEUROLOGICAL seven hailed by
the Greeks as an augury of safe navigation
And the Dyaks-one Of the few remaining
savage races Of the world-share the SUPER
stiton of the people who fashioned all the
arts and most Of the sciences
The Pleiades form the Dyak tutelary
genius. Some among a bloodthirsty and
vengeful horde were even then pointing to
the clustering stars that promised quick
voyage to the isle where their kinsmen had
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