Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1911-02-19
An International Romance BY fiaIe Erninie Riyes
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on . yellow floor. The STEADY. continuous
doHnpour had flooded the rice fields ana
the landscape was a waste q turbid
freshet the rivers deep and swollen tor
rents. At one bridge small army Of
wurkmsn were dumping loads of stone
about a rder-head and snoring up the truck
with heavy tiubers. The train crossed this
AZ a snaiIs pace. that inspired anNietr-
I'm not an engineer the bishop hnd
said hut prophecy this bridge won't be
safe tomorrow unless the water fa1la.'
The early daylight dinner a. the hotel
had been. wen nigh a silent ceremunial
That dav. win the temple solitary. Rar-
harA had gone deFn into a deeper valley
q ShaE5W. Just as hdr longing 10 20 10
hin In her trouble had seemed 70 her
overwruugft. SO now her grief was
strangely poignant. When she thought o.
him her mind was a confusion a tremuious
half thoughts and new emotions. she could
not know thar the voice she diuliy heard
was the call Of blood--thst she was in the
grip Of that mighty instinct Of fniation
which strengthens the life currents OF the
world
As she stood ct length. with her TASK. in
the cabin whose door had been 90 long
heard Of the u'hife-robed priests Of Kuuan
Hin. stalking bare-footed across the hot
Goals Her soul she thought. must tread
8 fiery path ON which rested no miracle
o. painlessness and which had no end.
Above her she could hear The irregular
foot fails Of the bishop on the tfltinr deck
and the shrn hummlng q the wind IN the
vsnhiators II seemed TO be mookinE her
prstense Even her uncle believed her to
be grievinE for the msn whose life had
gone cut that night al Mike.
When all had been done and the papers
sealed in a portmauteau for delivery to the
consul general. Barbara came into the bril-
liant saloon. The yacht was pitching heavily
and she could stand with difficulty steady
ing herself against the table. she saw the
empty wrapper addressed TO herself II bore
q Nikko postmark. who could have sent
1t here? AS she stood holding the paper
in her hand. the bishop entered
Captain Hart thinks we would better
stay aboard tonight. Barbara. be said
There Is . nasty sea and we should be
sure Of a drsnching in the dinghy. We
have no change Of clothing. You know.
You win be quite oomfortabie." Miss
FairfaN" the captains voice spoke def
erentially from the doorway The guest
rooms are always kept ready
Very we'll" she said. q little wsaidlv.
That viii be best no doubt she held
up the torn wrapper. what was IA this
! wonder"
The captain confessed his indiscretion
with embarrassment. and she absolved him
with smile that covered q sharper pans
than she had vet felt thar evening. For
that thin disk had been on the hillside
that NiEko night-perhspE had heard the
quarrel, had seen that blow. had watched
a man crawling, staEgering foot by foot
XII he collapsed against the frame that held
itg BY what strange chance had It been
sent TO her here?
Her uncle babe her good night presently
being an Indifferent sailor, and betook him
self TO bed The room that had been pre-
pared Tor her opened into the saloon. she
was TOO restless 10 retire and after a time
she climbed Ep the companion way to the
windy deck
The vaulted sapphire Of the sky had basu
swept clean Of cloud and the stars sparIzled
whitley OF Al one side. a flock OF sinister
shadows. she could make out the squadron
Of hattleships. and beyond, IN q curving
line. the tEinkiing lights OF the Bund
Could II ever again be 70 her that maEica.
shore she had first seen from q ships deck
with hills which the cherry trees made
GARY tapestries Of green rose and noun
tainE creased Of purple velvet ana veinst
with gold?
Her love would come back to her only
IN bitter memories, In painful thoughts
that would shame and burn. All else be
sade. she had been Austen wares promised
wife. How could she stan feel love Tor tins
man who had caused his dearhT Yell
she nust-f she could never tear tha'
image from her breast
Like the reflection OF a camera-obscura
memory painted q sudden picture on tbs
VOID; she saw herself sitting amid Tns
branches Of q tulip tree. while some one
sang-a song Of wind WAS humming In tbs
cordRge:
Forgotten guu7 Wei. II forEettinE
Be Eearning with all my heart
Win longing. half pain and half rapture
For the time when we never shall part
~ the Nlld wish 10 see you and hear you
10 be held IN yuur arms again
AZ THIS b 1arEetting you're right dear.
Ana have forgotten yOu then
Great, slow tears gathered In her syel
and rolled Gown her cheeks.