The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1909-01-08
.1A. ma. i. an arra.t fool, and pro

The man Is an arrant fool, and Prob.
ably couldn't get a woman 70 live with
him." he said with fnalty.
The ponies were ascending the rise in
| Rue Victor Hugo, at the southern end
Of tho city. The porteuses, coming down
| from the hill-tralls, the lithest, hardest
women Of the occident. bore a pitiabls
eok Of fatigue in their faces. The pres
sure Of the heat, and the dispirting con
dtion of the atmosphere were revealed
in the distended eyelids and colorlsss,
twisted lips Of the burden bearers. As
Miss Stansbury looked ont toward the
harbor for Uncle. Jeey's boat, Constable
regarded her profile. The delicacy OF
coler and contour brought to him an im-
perious realization Of her fairness. 1t
appeared that in his absence the rarest
touches Of perfection had been set.
you haven't changed much" she said
laughingly. "You were always willing
to agree that l was right, and all men,
yourself most Of all, deeply in the wrong.
Don't you remember how used to preach
to you about q mans need Of doing some
thing emphatisr'
Indeed remsmber. Your lessons
made 4 deep impression"
AT least, you bore very gracefully with
an oppressive companion she declared.
Just a. If you didn't know best how Il
dispose Of your time and talsnts?'
ION the contrary, you were mere near
" right than you knew. was In need
Of Just such moral stimulus. The sorry
part, Miss Etansbury, Is that don't
bring you admirably Invested talents even
now"
She glanced at hin quickly. IL believe
I understand better some Of the Difficult
ties yea have had to contend wita." she
said. I'VE all read how yoa kidnapped
the entire New York nswsboys' associa-
tion-how you fed the xriny little cha pa
oceans of charlotte russo and mountains
Of plun-duR. giving them Sunday At.
ternoon at sea, and presents 10 remsn-
Der. That was fns."
IT forgot to tell Brssn about that. "
he remarked, smiling at the recollection
"Breen In a friend Of mine, who was
coed enough to come along. He's a rare
fellow, and you'll like him."
"You make people And out BY them
selves 20 much about you" she observed
think how Yen let me believe yen were
absolutely without interests or ambition.
even last year. while you were making
daily visits - the jaws Of Pelee. 1t wa.
months afterward that l learned wha,
those journeys meant-and then through
the press. We all read the paper yer
delivered before the geological society OF
Antillean formations. Think how fell
while recalling some of my lectures OF
your careless attitude toward life. Yor
might have told met"
81 failed to discover the secret, Mis-.
Stansbury," he said quickly. "Old Pc
lee has a big story for the right man
but was unable to drag 1t forth. l hat
| nething to be proud of TO tell you"
The ponies had gained the eminence o.
| the Morns d'Orange. Ahead was tn,
broad, white plantation house. where tn,
| Stansburys and Constable's uncle lived
To the right was the dazzling. sapphir,
bay, where the Madame was moeret
among the shipping; behind and below
| the rsd-tiled roofs Of Saint Pierre. ans
behind the city, back Of all, La Moatagn,
Pelee. hung like an emperor Of the Rom
ans, palsd In the intense light Of morn
ing, and wearing a delicate white ruchinr
Of cloud about his crown.
| ut Is different with most people," sh,
replied. "They have so much to tell o.
little things. The silent men who arr
dreaming of big things all tho time-
think Of conversation like this when tn,
island is glowing like a brazierY -
| What is the meaning Of this terri6,
sultriness and the white scum in the gut
| tarzY' ha askcI xudIanly
why, supposed yeu understood
Understood what, Miss Stansbury?"
| "Why, old Pelee has been showering n.
with ash from time to time during tn,
past ten days. 1t Is the faint OF sulphur
that spells the air. The city would hav,
been white now, except for the heavy rair
that washed the ashes away just before
dawn"
Constable turned approximately to.
ward the volcano. he had come into mr.
inheritance Of winged thoughts In the
presence Of tho woman, but the news oil
Pelee's activity disordered the very roo,
Of things. Mrs. Stansbury was standing
on the porch Of the great house. whest
walls, verandas and porteullises wer,
cooled and perfuned by enbreiderin,
vines. The driveway was bordered b,
Rose of Sharon hedges, and the garden.
famed with poissttias and roses. Their,
was a cool grove of mango and Indi.
trees at the end of the lawn, edged with
on-fowerets and eleandep. Back o.
the plantation house waved the glopin.
seas Of cane; In front. the Caribbean
On the south ap-reared the peaks of Car
bet; on the north, the Monster.
Constable advanced eagerly to give hi,
hand to Mrs. Stansbury, who received
his greeting with cooling repression. H,
would have been dismayed. had he mo-
felt on former occasions polar draught.
from this source. Still. he paid hel
unquestioning homage. II was enough
for him that Mr.. Stansbury, an admirabl.
American gentleman, honored her with
life Of one-pointed devotion; that hi.
uncle, Joseph Wall. Of sound mental bal
ance and heart vastnessss. cherished hel
goodwill. 1t was enough for Consta
BILE. indeed, that Mrs. Stansbury motheret
q daughter. He was by no means above
conceiving that another should dislik,
| him; although Mrs. Stansbury was II
other respects an Isis veiled too dark /,
for his perception. The years had no
touched the elder woman. She had tn,