Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1913-08-10

through nlS cage. l ne NOOlcu SIiiW which the girl wore fell back from her head revealing the well remembered clustering cnrls. The sound of his home tongue upon her lips brought a sob to Peters throat
 "l came." Mari went on breathessly. not been able to send me money. should that then keep us apart? So l work@i and worked" The words melted into a soft. little laugh. "Oh. you did moi 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-l did it." The tri,lm- phant tone turned now to one of deep compassion. And you. my Peter the girl said quickly-"they have made you suffer Because of q cruel. wicked mistake they have placed you here behind their great locked doors.
 He is married in this country the men tell me. but l ask them how can that be. It is foolish. for is not my Peter my husband, and have 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 I come away angry
 The girl tossed her head. Be brave. 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. l am glad-glnd 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 n sudden hopeless gesture, Peter stretched forth his arms.
 Mari" he murmured brokenly, If l could but touch your hand"
 Have l not. then. the same long, ing:" she answered tremuiolsly. 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
 "'Fhere will be to welcome you and see in the garden our fruits and flowers are growing and upon the hills our sheep So yOn will be content and hap py forevermore. so you will never care again to wander
 "Mari." the boy cried ou! in despair. how may then come to you-l who nm so ,lnworthy:"
 An attendant laid q kindly hand upon the girls shoulder. ''rime's up." he reminded Mari looked back through the screen with rcproachfuI eyes. You unworthy. I'eter!' she said ten derly ''YOu'- Then Obediently Mari followed on up the stair Outside be- fore the jail q dark faced Italian pa,ls- ed to adjust the golden harp which he carried At. his side. in bizarre cos tune. tripped q red Tipped girl. With a swift sidelong glance at the man she tlirted her beribboned tambourine.
 Fl go in there. Toni" she said. II not play on the boat today" The Italian stood looking down upon het with q sort of dogged devotion. "You go to see him. Blanca" he said -"he who was not your husband. He fool you and lie to you. yet you can for givc?" The girl shrugged her shoul. derS.
 What do, I forgive?" 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 she turned back to smile at him. "YOu wait for me. Toni?" she called. and the Italian answered with sad resgna- tion:
 Always wait for you. Blanca"
 She smiled at Peter also. showing her pretty white teeth. as he drew near the forbdding screen.
 "Hello!" she greeted him gayly. Hello. but l cannot shake hands,"
 Would you:" Peter asked her grave iy. "Wou'd you if you could?"
 "Why not?" laughed Blanca. You will be free she added quickly. "l ask the man at the desk if they send you 10 jail and he frown. and he say ne think not. They send you back per. hapS where you belong. But. I'etr0," she whispered softly. when you are free you will come back to me? Prom ise am your wife"
 The boy leaned wearily against the screen. Through it came the fragrant breat tn of roses in her hair
 "I'romise Petro." the girl caressing- ly impIored him.
 'l will come back to you. Bianca," he answered evenly. She laughed little as she turned away.
 "Goodby" she said. And as she came out again into the light and found the Italian still waiting in pa tient hopeleSSneSs Blanca anticipated the burning question of his eyes.
 No" she said. slowly shaking her head: mo. Toni; he never come back