The Mena weekly star., 1910-05-12

mn It was quite dark. It was dry ana clean and apparently empty. The man stood looking at her smiling. at least there was a suggestion of smile upon his lips. He WIS noddine ms head. She understood that he ilVed there. The dog had come back 10 his kennel and had taken this ac. quaintance there, too.
 It would be good place to pass the night The night had to be psssed somewhere. How, was tho problem. She had little fear of any savage ani. mals on the island. There had been no 'Vidence of them observed in her progress; the man himself was testi- mony to immunity of attack from that source. Had it not been for him. she could have lain down in that cave With quiet confidence and slept with out apprehension of molestatlon, but he complicated the issue.
 Twice he had watched by her ,leep, put that was in the broad daylight When darkness came, what then? Her heart was filled with terror. She was suddenly afraid of the dark, a childish Tear at which her soul would have mocked in other days and under other conditions. But now she was a prey 10 vivid apprehension and the night was coming on with the swiftness of the tropics She was glad that she mad slept through the long afternoon. She would endeavor to keep awake during the night She must turn the dog out of his kennel and occupy that herself How was she to enforce her will under the circumstances? She could only try.
 Man." she said, pointing to the door, "goi"
 The words conveyed nothing, but the gesture meant much. Even to the man association with his kind for one day had effected a revolution in him. He hung undecided. however, before her, while she repeated again and again her injunction. Finally she took him by the shoulder. risking the pc culiar emotions that contact seemed to bring to him, and thurst him gently through the entrance outside Then she went back into the cave farther and waited with beating heart. She could see him silhouetted against the twilight standing where she had left him. He came toward the door at last and stood in the entrance.
 No, mol" she cried fercely praying that the note of terror might be lost in the imperative tones of her voice. Man, go!"
 She stood waiting and he likewise Mastering her courage at last. she went over to him and thrust him out Again and again the little drama was played until by and by it became i'm. pressed upon the mind of the man that he was to stay out and she was to stay in. He came no more to the entrance. He stood outside, aloof, looking in, although in the growing darkness he could not see her.
 It was the second thing he had learned. The first ray of light in his dawning consciousness had illumin ated the ego, the personal, the con crete. He was learning now the sig. nificance of a verb and an abstract | idea was being bred in him and some concept of constraint was entering his being. The first of those long checks that circumstances impose upon free dom in order that civilization may be- gin to be was then meeting him face
 
 to face He had slept in that cave. she imagined, for years, and suddenly he was thrust out There was no hard ship in that. except the hardship in the necessity for obedience, if hard ship that might be. The night was balmy and pleasant; no shelter was needed It was the fact that he had to go; that he was subject to another will and purpose; that something higher than himself was overruling him which might be hard It would have been hard for the woman. She thought, however. that the limited comprehension of the man might not enable him to realize it.
 He stood a long time on the sand while she watched him. Had she con quered? Had he learned his lesson? Had she laid foundations upon which consciousness of life and It's relations might be builded? Would she be free from the terror of molestation, which in spite of herself sought expression in her voice and manner? Would she be permitted to pass the night undis turbed? Was her power over him sui iiciently definite to be established and to be of value? Suppose she had not succeeded in mastering him, in dom mating him? She shuddered at the probabilities involved. Of all the beasts of the field, the most terrible when he is a beast is man.
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