Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-02-08

seriously In the creation Of this room.
and had spent a round million on its
ivory bedstead. its purple aDd gold
velvet hangings, its wonderful CarV-
Ings.
The picture she made standing in
this wonderful room was one that
never faded from his memory. The
poise of her superb form: the 6res
tint smOuldered In the depths OF her
eyes: the tenderness with which her
senses seemed to drink in the daring
luxury: the smile that played about
her lips. joyous, seDsuous. cruel:
"It seems all q dream, Nan" he said.
It'll rub my eyes and wake up direct
". thought your New York house
miracle. This h falryland."
I"I'erhaps Ii would be-" she said.
looking 1T him q moment through half
closed eyes. III only the prince
A look Of pain unconsciously clouded
his face, and the sentence was not
finished
ON the fourth day Nan planned a
coaching party to ascend Mount
Mitchell. the highest peak in the land
OF the sky. the highest point Of ground
that side the Rockies. She had taken
this trip with Stuart sixteen years be-
fore. She was then but fifteen. and
be had just begun to dangle at her
heels She did not tell him their des-
tination. .--
The PARTY consisted Of half q dozen
boys and girls whom Nan >Uas chap
eronings Stuart. the footman and
oachman The, start was made at
sun :. The mernIng was glorious.
the air rich with the full breath Of q
southern spring 49, =
At the foot Of the nrst hill the
coach suddenly stopped beside the
banks OF the Swannanoa river.
Man leaped to the ground, drew
Stuart with Der to the rear Of the
coach. and raised her arms.
.Iift me np," she cried. laughing. /
He placed his hands under her arms
and with u leap and q cry Of laughter
she was In the empty baggage rack.
.Now up with you!- she cried.
In q moment Stuart was seated snug
" by her side and the big red coach
was rolling along the old road.
.tNow, sir Nan whispered. do you
know where you gre goingT
Stuart nodded $3.50. :
s.To a eertain peak among the clouds.
where you and once went thousand
years ago."
Nan nestled a little closer. or perhaps
It was the swaying Of the. coach that
made him think she did. and softly
said; s &c.,, !. I. 80 !, i III
.You remember THIS roadr; ~,
..I.ye seen It. a hundred times In my
dreams since that wonderful day u
Winds along the banks OF the SWAMI
nanoa for twenty miles. always climb
ing higher and higher until the river
becomes q limpId trout stream. We
stop at the old foadhouse. stay al
night and next morning -takeeth bride
path With the funny PACK horses and
climb to The nrst mountain bop. Still
following the little stream"
yfIne. Jimmy 6ns,' ssne cried. with
girlish moekery. sYourv geography leo
son WIS perfect. Y6u can walk hume
With me affer school = isssl
Stuart looked al her and broke into
alaueh Agnli they were hoy md girl.
and the only change be could see was
that she WINS more splendidly beautifnt
at thirty-ons than she had ever prom
isyd to be at Fifteen. f::ras u
s.You relnetnber how shocked you
were In this same seat. Jim. that day
In the sweet long ago when the old
coach threw me into your arms? p
..'Yes. felt that was taking q mean
adrantage of yon." -, w..
II thought you were an awful fool
not too accept more gracefully and
thankfully the providence which threw
q pretty girl your way. stz !.
The coach gave sudden lurch and
threw her into Studrt.s arms again. p.
.And now?' he cried laughingiy. a.
be held, her firmly Tor a moment to
prevent her fallinG. ). ze. = /,
She bsushed furiously threw the ring
lets or dark hair from her face aud
drew back To- her position.
sNow, OF course, its unlawful" she
answered With sober playfulness.
The man watched her slyly for the
next half mile. She was very. very
quiet. a q ~ :
They spent the night at the saIne
old roadhorse and slept on feather
beds. He hadn't felt the touch Of
feather bed In years. He dreamed
that he was at school again. man ct
thirty-6ve. playing marbles with u
crowd OF towheaded boys. and they
were beating him Mt the game while
Nan was standing near. her long plait
o. black hair hanging down her back.
laughing at him because ne was bare
footed. r.. ~
They started next day at 8 O'Clock
with the pack horses TO make The cftp
along the dim bride trail. fourteen
miles up the sides of frownlng cliffs
and over the tops Of balsam crowned
peaks to the summit of Mount
Mitchell.
Nan led the way. mounted on n sure