The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-11-18

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 Tah4AE WAS CT to finish my
 IN HAHo hosoA work, but the ships will stay for fortnight. To morrow night I will mark the triangle the angle of the tripod will be exact. There must be no bungfing. You can go by an earlier train, so we shalr not be seen together, and shall return here in time for the ball."
 There was fire in Haru's bosom as she went on along the thorn hedges. She had heard every word. and she said the English sentences over and over to herself to fix them in her mind. What they had been talking of was the secret that lay beneath Ishida's questions. For an instant she had all most touched it. A feeling of deep pride rose in her. Japan was not sleeping; it watched. And in the path of the plotting danger stood her lover
 These two men hated Japan. War? They had used the word. Japan did not fear war. Had not that been proved? Her heart sweiled. But the thing they were planning was her coun- try's enduring humiliation, whether war follow or not" She felt sudden deep horror. Could such plots be and their God, her God now, not blast them with his thunder? And one of. these men had spoken with her, touch ed her, kissed her! She struck herself repeatedly and hard on. the lips.
 The chapel was. brilliantly lighted, and the rose window threw beautiful tints, like shawls of many colored gauge, over the shrubbery. She en- tered and slipped into a seat near the door. The lesson was being read. It was from the Old Testament. the mod ern, somewhat colloquial translation. This after, Samson Sorek Valley wo- man called Delilah did love
 Then the Princes of the Philistines the woman-to up-came, saying:
 As for you. by sweet discourse prevail | that where his great power is or by what | means, overcoming, to bind and torture him we may be able -
 It seemed to her suddenly that ! great wind filled all the chapel and that the words sat on it. Slowly her face whitened till it was the hue of death. "a
 She might find out the secret. l And Delilah to Samson said: Where | your great power is or by what means
 overcoming to bind and torture you one
 may be able this me tell
 1 She began to trembie in every limb. l She samurai's daughter? She thought of her father, aged and broken, griev-
 ing that he had had no son in the
 war She had been but useless girl child, left to plant paper prayers at | the crossroads for the brave men who I longed to achieve a glorious death. If
 she did this thing would it not be for Japan?
 opened. The woman's knees7upon Samson did sleep and she called man wbo of his | head the seven locks cut off - and the l power of him was lost s. .e If she did, would it avail? She re-
 membered Phil's eyes on her face the
 day on the sands at Kamakura-their
 smoldering. reckless glow. She remem-
 bered the bamboo lane. In those dare. devil kisses her wOman's instinct had
 divined the force of the attraction she l exercised over him, had felt it with l contempt and a self humiliation that l burned her like an acid. To use that i for her purpose? But she was Chris | tians From the Christian Gods "Thou shalt not" there was no appeal. She could no longer be Christian. But the old gods of her people shin. l ing from their golden altars-the an- cient divinities who looked forever
 down above the sound of prayer-they
 would smile upon her. *rs For all save one sleep came early
 that evening to the house in the Street. of-Prayer-t er-to-theGods.. In her little
 room Haru lay as stirless as sleeping l flower. | At length she rose, noiselessly slid the paper shOji and with infinite care,
 inch by inch, pushed back the shut
 ters. The moon had risen, and flood
 of moonlight came into the room. Stealthily she opened wall closet
 and selected her best and gayest robe,
 Q holiday kimono of dim green with | lotus flowers and an obi of cloth of 1 gold. with chrysanthemums peeping l from the weave. By the round mir | TOT on her low dressing cabinet she
 redressed the coiled ebony butterfly
 of her hair and set a red flower in 1t.
 She touched her face with the soft
 rice powder and added a tint of car
 mine to the set paleness of her cheeks. She wrapped in a furoshiki some so- berer street clothing. toilet articles | and a mauve kimono woven with sill | yer. camellias. sat the hupdle by the
 opened amado and noiselessly passed into the next room.
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