Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-10-12

Now have forgotten. Where is Hiilouns
hil?'
Ask my boys replied Nine. Navratil
as she smiled gravely.. They may take
you to it. ! was lost 20 them across the
ocean and they drew me to them
Nine. Navratil, who spent the summer
at Duchon, never tires of expressing her
admiration for the generous American
nation, and her gratitude to Miss Hayes
for mothering the unknown cherubs amid
the horrors of the escape from the Ii
tanic.
1T would not be possible to make you
lea was to u.s. she tells the admiring
French who never tire of hearing the ad
venture. Everywhere we went it was
like meeting dear friends, the Americans
so f1ocked round us, with their kind
hearts shining in their faces! Yet they
knew us only by our sorrows and the ba-
bies' photographs in the newspapers"
The "babes" are grown to chubby,
sturdy boys, with appetites for ice cream
(pink and white mixed that delights
their mamma. Its a habit they learned
in America she explains, proudly. Yet
her smile is grave.
Yes, Nine Navratil is grave. Her sad
experience preceding the Titanic, when
her husband went off with the babies.
led her, remote from the worlds news,
to fall upon the item Of two unknown
rescued babies; the impulsion that would
not cease Juggling at her heart to make
the trip and see their faces-could they
be her darlings?-and her husbands tragic
death unreconciled, have meilowed the
fair young Widows character and turned
her mind to grave preoccupations.
So, amid the throngs that heard Yyonne
Chazel at Luchon, Nine. Navratn was
never lacking. The thought of universal
love found 81 strong echo IN her. With
Abdul-Eeha and Yvonne Chazel she lauds-
its mystic power. Said Yvonne Chazel
TO her:
TT was universal love that saved your
little children. 1t was universal love that
took a message to you from your baby
boys across the wide Atlantic Like the
universal ether that conveys the HertZian
ray so universal love bathes every heart
-ah why resist it?-and sets up its mys-
tic oscillations where 1T will or how
would there be women like Miss Hayes
to hold your babies for You till you came
to find them?
Something of this Nine Navratil told
Garry.
He smiled
Its poetic" he said. But you know
you found them through the newspa-
pers''
Mime. Navratil replied;
How did l come to glance, that day,
against my habit, into a Partisan paper
four days OfQ--tne very one lIdI Inc
item that set me to dreaming?"
And she added:
mo, my little innocents were hunting
mamma through the voids Of space. If
you desire to find your Hill of Hllloun,
take my Raymond with you. He calls
you his big friend. Let him know you
seek thing-don't tell him what A
child.s pure heart can see things hidden
to mems eyes.
Now, Claude Garry tells the rest OF IT.
Call it coincidence, but not exaggera-
ton He admits that he was near to
what some folks call superstitious, in his
quest to find Abellion's Hill. tSome folks
call superstition all that is not crawling
fiat upon the ground.) Also there may
have been politeness in it, and because
the kid was a good sport
In any case, Claude Garry took the
babe of the Titanic automobiiing about
the valley. He said only: I'VE are hunt