Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1913-07-12

her trembling hands.
 Peter" she whispered-'oh. Peter" Dumbly the guilty youth stood peering through his cage. The woolen shawl which the girl wore fell back from her head, revealing the well remembered clustering curls. The sound of his home tongue upon her lips brought d sob to Peters throat
 II came," Mari went on breathlessly. ito you, beloved. Because you had not been able to send me money should that then keep us apart? So worked and worked" The words melted into a soft little laugh. "Oh. you did not know that could be so clever, Peter could of myself earn so much money. enough to bring me to the. far America. But me. alone-I did it." The trium- phant tone turned now to one of deep compassion. And you. my Peter Che girl said quickly-"they have made you suffer. Because of a cruel. wicked mistake they have placed you here behind their great locked doors.
 ":He is married in this country the men tell me, but ask them how can that be. It is foolish, for is not my Peter my husband, and have I not here our printed records? But the interpret CT is very stupid. and he will not un. derstand, and he tells me over and over again. Peter Olaf is married.' so ] come away angry"
 The girl tossed her head. Be brave. beloved" she said, "and all will yet be we'll
 "Do not grieve that must go back. for so they have ordered. Re turn at once to your own country the stern man said. as though that were punishment to me. I am glad-glad to gO
 Here the people are so strange and fine and grand; here no one cares" !" Mari caught her breath sharply. Tears Welled in the golden black eyes. She waited. wondering at his silence. and then, with |; sudden hopeless gesture, Peter stretched forth his arms.
 Mari" he murmured brokenly, If 1 could but touch your hand"
 Have l not. then. the same long ing%' she answered tremuIously. But when they have learned their mistake. Peter, when they know of their wrong, then they will set you free. and you will hasten back to our happy home land.
 There will be to welcome you and see in the garden our fruits and flowers are growing and upon the hills our sheep So you will be content and hap py forevermore, so you will never care again to wander"
 Mari" the boy cried out in despair, "how may then come to you-I who am so unworthy?"
 An attendant laid kindly hand upon the girls shoulder. Times up," he reminded. Mari looked back through the screen with reproachful eyes.
 You unworthy. Peter?" she said ten derly You Then obediently Mari followed on up the stair, Outside be- fore the jail dark faced Italian paus- cd to adjust the golden harp which he carried At his side. in bizarre CO.'S tune. ripped q red Tipped girl With swift sidelong glance at the man she airted her beribboned tambourine.
 :. II go in there, Toni.'' sine said Fl not play on the boat today" The Italian stood looking down upon her with q sort of dogged devotion a% You go to see him, Blanca" he said The who was not your husband. He fool you and lie to you, yet you can for give?" The girl shrugged her shoul- ders. t9 t
 "What do forgivey" she asked pert ly., "He leave her for me. If he leave me for her'-Bianca's eyes narrowed but .Petro he not do that" she said. Halfway to the impressive entrance slle turned back to smile at him. You wait for me. Toni?' she called, and the Italian answered with sad resigna- tion: <. Always I wait for you, Blanca"
 She smiled at Peter also. showing her pretty white teeth, as he drew near the forbidding screen.
 ''Hello!' she greeted him gayly. Hello. but cannot shake hands" 's
 Would you?" Peter asked her grave iy. Would you if you could?"
 "Why noty laughed Blanca. You will be free" she added quickly. "I ask the man at the desk if they send you to Jail. and he frown, and he say he think not. They send you back per haps where you belong. But. Petro," she whispered softly, when you are free you. will come back to inc? Prom ise. am your wife" ,, The boy leaned wearily against the screen. Through it came the fragrant brea tn of roses in her hair.
 ."PrQmise, Petro." the girl caressing- ly implored him. ss a'T will come back to you. Bianca," he answered evenly. She laughed a little as sine turned away.
 "Gpodby." she said. And as she came out again into the light and found the .Italian still waiting in pa4 tient hopelessness Blanca anticipated the burning question of his eyes. .il "No," she said. slowly shaking her head; mo. Toni; he never come back to me; never. any more." The man