Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-12-13
francisco Argonaut.

the light of a new day. The sun,
who died last night, was glorying in
new life. Flinging myself on the
ground, buried my head in my arms,
and cried as a man cries but once in
a lifetime.
Once, twice, third time, came that
strange delusion that l heard the voice
now silent forever, that it called me
by her pretty Japanese christening.
/ would not allow the hallucination to
take possession Of me. I would rot
look. Then | looked. The unspeak-
able miracle of resurrection had been
wrought. Amethyst's dear hand,
dewy with life, touced mine. Anne
thyst's dear voice murmured:-
Thou hast rescued me from the
thick darkness, o my beloved. Thou
art the restorer Of my SOUL"
Many weeks later, when the red
lilies of August bloomed in the garden,
my annual remittances from the
United States came by special messen-
ger from Toxic. This was my only
communication with the outer world.
While the messenger waited, pre-
pared the return parcel. accom-
panied him to the highway. Loung-
ing near the gate was that vagabond
of evil memory. Hurriedly ran into
the garden, where Amethyst had been
alone. II was to late. AS before, she
lay like broken lily. Although
there we're no signs Of life, would
not give up hope. My faith was re-
warded; on the third day of my wait
ing, life returned. Life only; the soul
of Amethyst was wandering in outer
darkness.
She existed; it could not be said,
with any relation to the material
world, that she lived She did not
resist the administration of food. Her
eyes, which opened rarely, we're, with
out consciousness, mirrors of light
only. Except for the low breathing,
like the last ticking of dying watch,
she continued as one dead. A para
lytic is a living soul in dead body.
In this case, there was a living body
from which the soul had fled.
In despair, | sought the aid of great
en- medical skill With the utmost
care, In a covered litter, we removed
her to Nagasah. Having made every
every arrangement for her immediate
comfort, was about to seek a physi.
clan from the missionaries, when my
patient. for the first time since nes
fright, opened her eyes with the light
of reason behind them. l dared not
speak lest | disturb the poise of the
delicately organized brain. Evidently
| thought, the journey has In some
way. reused her dormant faculties
Primrose and Narcissa, warned by a
silent movement of my hand, waited
likewise, in GREATNESS silence for the
first signs OF recognition from their
beloved mistress. They, too, had been
geisha girls, her companions at the
house of Almond Bloom, and had ac-
companied her at their own request.
why, Phil, how did you come here?'
Why. Phil, how did you come
here?"
Primrose looked at Nacissa with
horror-stricken eyes. Narcissa turned
the color of snowdrop. I stood
dumb with amazement. Amethyst
had spoken in English. She had cal,-
ed me by name hitherto unknown 10
her. | did not believe that she had
ever heard English spoken. Yet she
used 1t without even a foreign accent.
Her voice, which had loved for it's
silvery tinkle, like the music of a
woodland brook. was now full. rich.
vibrant She spoke again
Phil. What ridiculous masquerade
is this? Why are we In this comic
opera dress? Where is mamma?'
Hush, Amethyst" murmured, try
ing to soothe the restless brain. "You
have been very ill.'
Talk English, can't you, instead OF
jabbering like a monkey
Never had my gentle japanese wife
used words or tone so rude. Too as
founded to reason, mechanically,
Why do you call me that absurd
name? | was perfectly well when
why, where is it?''
She glanced at her little brown
hand.
How did get so tanned? What
have you done with my ring?"
had missed the amethyst from her
finger, but supposed that 1t had been
removed by one of the maids. They
explained, when now questioned
them. that IL had not been since the
day she was taken III, Fearing lest
the discovery OF It's permanent loss
might cause a relapse from even this
strange phase OF commissioners,
tried to put her on.
What ring do YOU mean. dear Anne
thyst?"
II mean the one that was dear TO
me-but am not your dear Amethyst
II was beauty, Phil; a great, fiawless
blue stone, set in twisted silver wire.
Never mind. win get Il Cor YOU
al once" I temnorired I rouia nat