The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1907-02-07

&uu Tue mischief was uOuc. &ulcLiy
the machine began rolling along the
street. For awhile she was too dazed
to scream, and when she found voice
she was already on the outskirts Of
Yacco. The road stretched on miles
ahead, as straight and white as long
ribbon. A laborer toiling in the rice
fields raised his head to look at Der.
"Oai! Oaiv' she cried in Japanese.
"Stop me! Stop mey' The man stared
at her stupidity, too amazed to move,
and she sped past him. Her hands
| futtered about the nickel plated won
ders of the motor like pair of fright.
ened birds. Perhaps if she pressed
something it would stop! Very eau
tiously she tried. The result was
loud "Honk, honk!' ear piercing and
| terrible. Osana San crouched on the
seat with sob of utter despair and
helplessness. On and on she went.
past rice fields and low lying marshes
where cranes few. calling dismally to
one another; past little matched farm.
houses sheltered from the midday
glare by clumps of graceful BAN 300
; Osana San was becoming desperate.
| Something must be done. Gathering
! her courage together she pushed and
pulled at all the contrivances she could
/ lay hands on. and luck favored her.
In front Of lonely waysiGe temple
the motor came to sudden stop.
With great breath of relief. Osana
San alighted. Tears were still glisten-
ing on her cheeks. Here in the shad-
! ow of the temple l will be SAFE" she
! said. land | will wait till the august
and honorable stranger comes for his
most terrifying machine"
But when the stranger. whose name
was Douglass Morton, arrived in jim
rikisha some hours later he found
Osana San cuddled up On the temple
steps, fast asleep.
"Poor little frightened butterfly" he
murmured. THANK heaven she's safe!
It's pity to waken her.
! Osana San opened her eyes and saw
him bending over her.
Most august" she faltered. my
name is Osana San, and my unworthy
curiosity
! That's all right" Morton said heart
fly II understood how 1t happened
and all you're going to tell me. except
how in thunder you had wit enough to
stop the machine. Since you're safe,
nothing else matters and | bless all
the gods Of Japan that this road is as
straight as a string. OtherwSe-well.
we won't think of that Besides. there
is much else to talk of. Do you be-
leve in love at first sight. Osana SAM"
| Osana San shook her glossy head.
"My poor intelligence does not COM
prehend your illustrious words" she
answered.
| Morton laughed.
"I haven't time to pick 1t out of the
phrase book now" he said. ''but I'll
; explain 1t later IL 1t takes me all the
rest of my life to do 1t. or perhaps
! Mr.. Darlington, the American consul,
will explain it for me. He knows my
family. and he ought to do me good
! turn. You won't be afraid to ride back
with me, will you Osana San? The
: auto can't run away with you now. you
/ know"
| So back they went to Yacco, while
| the shadows Of night deepened among
| the bamboo, and the moon rose. look
ing as large and red as paper Ian
+; tern. And week later. In the Car
ringtons' pretty drawing room. Doug
lass Morton urged his impetuous suit.
| When Osana San finally understood
| his meaning she grew as pink as a
cherry blossom.
"I be most afraid to live In your hon.
orable and illustrious country, where
everything go SO fast-the motor car
riages and the lovemaking."
"Osana San. do you mean that you
will not marry meT' demanded Doug
lass Morton.
| A dimple glimmered In the rose and
ivory of Osana's cheek.
"Most august she answered. "how
could be so rude?"
ut is Yes then?" cried Morton joy
fully.
1T is Yes" whispered little Osana
San.