The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-03-01

ties of speedy succor This led them to
the topic of available supplies, and the
sailor told Iris the dispositions ne had
made.
did you bury the box of books?'
she asked
Eyes, but not in the cave. They are
at the foot of the cinchona over there.
Why? Did you want any?''
II have a Bible in my room, but
there was a Tennyson among the on
ers which l glanced at in spare mo-
ments."
The sailor thanked the darkness that
concealed the deep bronze of face and
neck caused by this chance remark. Hd
vaguely recollected the manner 81
which the lines from Maud" came 10
his lips after the episode of the letter
Was it possible that he had unknOw-
ingly uttered them aloud and Iris was
now slyly poking fun at him? He
glowed with embarrassment.
1T is odd that you should mention
TennysOn." he managed to say calmly.
"Only today I was thinking Of a IA
vOrite passage"
Iris. of course. was quite innocent
this time.
oh do tell me. Was it from
'Enoch 'Arden?' .
He gave a sigh of relief NO. Any
thing but that" he answered.
what them"
" Maud
"Oh, Maud It is very beautiful. but
could never imagine why the poet
gave such a sad ending to an idyllic
love story"
''They too often end that way. More
over, Enoch Arden is not what you
might call exhilarat.ng"
mo. 1t is sad. / have often thought
he had the Sonata Pathetique' in his
mind when he wrote it. But the note
I is mournful all through. 1nere is no
promise Of happiness as in Maud
"Then it is my turn TO ask questions.
Why did you hit upon that poem
among so many?"
Because it contains an exact descrip-
ton of our position here. Don't you
/ remember how the poor fellow
Sat often in the seaward-gazing gorge.
A shipwrecked sailor, waiting for a sail.
q 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 preci-
Dice5:
The blaze upon the waters to the east;
The blaze upo1 his island overhead:
Then the great stars that glObed them
selves in heaven,
The follower believing ocean, and again
The scarlet shafts of sunrise-bUt no sail,
She detained the melodious verse
with a subtle skill that amazed her
nearer. Profoundly moved, jerks dared
not trust himself to speak.
Il read the whole poem the other
day" she said after a silence of some
minutes. "Sorrowful as it is, it com
forted me by comparison. How diff
ferent will be our fate to his when an
other ship stays by this isle"
Yet neither of them knew that one
line she had recited was more sinSu-
larly applicable to their case than TIM
which they paid heed to. THE gre
stars that giobed themselves in heav
en-" were shining clear and bright N
the vast arch above. Resplendent
amidst the throng rose the Pleiades, the
NEUROLOGICAL seven hailed by the
Greeks as an augury of safe naviga-
ton. And the Dyaks-One of the few
remaining savage races of~the world
shared the superstition of the people
who fashioned all the arts and most
of the sciences.
The Pleiades form the Dyak tutelary
genius. Some among the bloodthirsty
and vengeful horde were even then
pointing to the clustering stars that
promised quick voyage to the isle
where their kinsmen had been struck
down by a white man who rescued a
maid Nevertheless, Grecian romance
and Dyak lore alike relegate the in
fluence of the Pleiades to the sea.
Other stars are needed to foster enter
prise ashore.