Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-12-28


strength in your body: Put it Al
altar and it, And if you lose it. drown your
self throat l know what I'm talking about
The man stared at her very curiousy, and for time
she met his with sort of defiance Then she go
looked away the and neither of them
said anything more for while
She seems thought sort OF explanation
Necessary little outburst she said at last:
You we all have dreams-only they never
Yours have true, and that seems to me
splendid and wonderful that I'm. rather emphatic
about it, You're the only really free man I've ever
spoken
Aren't you free?" the yellow-haired asked. ana
she laughed; but fancy 1t wasn't much of laugh He
scowed it.
'I?h said Lady Evelyn.
She held up her hands and shook them at him.
Can't you hear chains rattle: I'm life prisoner
You don't know anything about prison. do you? You're
king I'm looking out of cell window at this mo-
and kingdom-w1de blue seas and palms.
and bright flowers and miles Of yellow beach ] envy
you. you know. Oh, dearie how your
The she'd called king looked at Lady Evelyns
left hand and at the wedding ring there and he scowled
more, there seemed be nothing say, he
scoHled and chafed his hands together and looked
Lady Eveyns face down to the sand and dug his
toes into it.
She watched the muscles swell and play about his
thick when his head down.
think it's these little sences that bring people closer
together could possibly do. When there
been serious talk-frank. from open heart and
length have failed fear of saying too much
there silence and, in it. something strange
electrical-that can't be described.
think something of the sort occurred between these
two who came from such opposite poles of the unyers.
20 beach-the dukes daughter the
South tramp. Perhaps they were brought all the
they from far apart. Sometimes
it's SO.
Lady Evelyn sat for a long with eyes upon
yellow-hared adventurer. who gazed down the
his feet He must, fancy, have stirred
thing in hersoTnethng very deep judge by what fol-
lowed. Perhaps it not only the but what he
synlbolzed-wlat she'd spoken of emphatcally-free
don-romance. I'm remembering Rede-Barnes and his
friends yacht.
Lady Evelyn drew little sigh. and presently she
asked very rude question. It way she had-a
way many of her class have they it
of when the of couldn't asked:
What's that you have hanging from your neck-in-
side?"
The man looked up at her very sharp and keen and
although the of them quite plainly alone there
ne looked round about him. and overhead where the
land lifted steep off the beach Then he said in low
voice.
THE Harvest Noon"
Lady Evelyn sudden cry. repeating the name,
but halfway she stined cry with a hand her
mouth. and she dropped her voice he'd done She said:
Good heavens! do mean that? The Harvest
Moon? 1t can't be true
OF course. she knew all historic pearl.
everybody knows who has been south OF the Line.
and good many who haven't. She'd heard of it every
where. She knew its gigantic money value, and what
It had cost in blood and lives and misery and scandal
ssn fFsas through Of
sssn the ssa%f s I"
IL ~, Ia as
r.ss's aSss NJ ss: Iii sr;s. Noon
and Il es bsT he'd good
had died scI,oonsr aed. hsd
pearl oil his WOOL where 1t fastened
and given IT TO his benefactor.
How this johnnie by it, said he. Il don't know.
q
should be AFRAID Of it, she said. every one
bad end think | had the Harvest Moon I'd
Into the sea But the yellow haired shook his head
No. you WOULDN'T not after you'd seen it once
the beach and he searched the side OF the hill
above with ms Then he sat down again, little
10 where Lady Evelyn lie pulled out
and opened H. and began unwinding something that
wrapped in many little OF thin silk One of the
end, laid the Harvest upon square
his hand and the two of them bent together.
1t great pink pearl, rshaped and IL seemed
TO glow as if there were fires inside It, Its mother might
have been pearl. and its father opal Ike
nothing Lady Evelyn had ever Ii seemed
alive She f am ed. she Il move ! myself IL
who aferward ran away with the Frenchman-and /
shall never forget II:
gone to the brain OF poor chap and turned him
into groses que and and wholesale tsa murderer
NO. / shouldn't throw it the sea. couldn.
quite right. She sat up raised her
I'm glad 10 the Harvest Moon" she said
1T hard to understand. before. a
have bewitched and ruined SO many people. Now
leaned against the rock. looking grave
thoughtful and little tired and she didn't speak while
away in the cheap brass locket. But as he
was. finishing the faint sound Of bel came to them
from the little schooner. Lady Evelyn
Eight beus Oh It's noon and must be get
ting back Inc yacht. Will help upo" she
hands and the' lifted her He'd