Arizona republican., 1911-07-12

of course. But ii seemed better that
there should be nothing whatever left
for her own eyes TO see.
| The next day, a little before noon.
| she opened her eyes for the first time.
| These were beautifully blue, but enig-
matte like gems, and little bloodshot
In the whites, owing, | suppose, to
! driving at high speed the night of her
| accident, and without glasses. Her
! first act was to burst into tears. And
| | said TO myself: Poor thing, she has
| remembered" But the opposite was
true. She was crying not for any
| thing that had happened in the past,
| but because in the present her head
ached and she was hungry and thirsty
And this | discovered, not from what
| she said. but by accident. To give her
| strong tea and dry bread toasted, i'm
| mediately she came to, was an aid to
| the injured on which had long since
| decided. And the moment I appeared
with them her crying came 10 an
abrupt end, and she smiled, and gave
me look of famished gratitude
How do you feel?" | asked.
She did not answer. But she drank
the tea gTeedily, and ate all the toast
Then she put her hands to her head,
and began to cry again; simply, like
little child, and with all her heart.
She would not speak to me; but cried
herself to sleep. II was sleep this
time, not unconsciousness. And she
slept soundly except for Nightmares.
She would suddenly cry out as If in
great fear, open her eyes, wide and
staring, but commandment, relax, and
keel over again, sound as a log.
About four o'clock went for n short
stroll TO think things over. And when
/ returned, she was awake and on her
feet, dizzily busy among the tins and
Jars that kept on @ shelf called The
Pantry"
"Georgel" said, I'm glad to see
you up and about" She gave me a
quick. dazzling smile, but did not
speak. She was trying to get the cover
off Jar Of strawberry jam.
Let me-" / said. But II would be
much better for you to begin on some
thing solid"
She let me take the jar from her
hands, but watched the process of
opening It with a greedy, suspicious,
pouting look. Seeing, however, that
meant her to have it, she smiled
again, and made a sudden dart with
her fingers. right to the knuckles, into
the sticky stun.
1--WE got spoons" I said reproach-
fully. But she was sucking the jam
from her fingers.
I spoke louder
Better have a spoon?" | said.
She did not even answer with
look.
/ was puzzled, but waited until she
had licked her fingers clean, and was
again for dipping them into the jam.
This time / held the jar behind my
back
do you want the JAM" asked
Her expression showed hat she
heard my voice. So she wasn't deaf.
But 1t was also quite evident that my
words were Greek, or worse, to her.
! tried her in French and my own
particular private notion of German.
And she did not understand. But she
was no foreigner. There was no need
to experiment upon that premise. II
was only necessary to give one look at
her shapely little hands and feet. those
hall marks of beauty which the New
World alone puts on It's thorough
breds. She was American from the
flve-and-a-halfs that were her hands to
the two's that were her arched and
lovely feet. And in view of this It
was rational TO conclude that her fall
had knocked all memory of articulate
speech out of her head And, indeed,
this was the truth, and | had upon my
hands not a beautiful miss learned in
filtration and the ways of the world,
but an untutored child. ignorant Of
language and the first principles Of
decorum. 3
produced the jar of jam from be-
hind my back. She snatched for IL:
but eluded her. pointed to 1t:
"Say JAM" | said: lam jam jam"
She caught the meaning; namely,
that in exchange for what she wanted
she must give what | wanted. Her
eyes sparkled and flashed with the in
telligence that was reaching and strug.
CLING behind them And all OF a sud- |