Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-02-28
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The Harvest Moon
(Copyright, 1919, by the Newspaper En-
terprlsc AssociatiOn)
BY Jusrus MILES roRNAN


eeopyright 1917, by the Newspaper En-
terprisc Association.)
That famous had we'll nigh said
infamous-pearl known as the Har-
vest Moon swept like a scourge
through the southern world a decade
past. and yet l find that even the
name is curiously unknown here in
the north.
Then quite suddenly the pearl dis
appeared for nearly five years. 1t is
with its resurrection that have here
TO deal.
Miss Violet Lindon came out of the
postcfIicc She nodded to several &C
auaintances, for everybody is in
George street in the morning, and
presently became aware that there
was little knot of people before the
window of Sydney's, leading jewelei
and goldsmith. The usual window
display of rings and brooches and Of
pins set with Australian stones had
been covered with sort of pail Of
black velvet And upon this little
elevated platform lay single unset
get, a huge pearl, pear shaped, fiery
pink in color-the ruby in mist"
She made queries. The pearl was the
property of traveller who had grac-
iously allowed its exhibition for day
or two II was not for sale, and the
owner did not wish his name known,
She had meant to do several things
that morning, but they had fled from
her mind. She said: "Home! got into
the car and fell back against the soft
cushions with little sigh.
Arrived at her brief journeys end,
she went through the house. found
nobody about save a parlor maid, and
$50 a-da
Lindon went to a certain bench which
stood in the shade and sat down there.
She closed her eyes, and IL was as
Ii the three years past were suddenly
removed from the procession OF time.
She heard young Castles voice as he
sat beside her on the bench; she
heard it drop to a pleading whisper
as he leaned near to her.
Three years! And where was young
Castle now? God knew-if anybody.
1t was not very often that Miss Lin
don allowed her memories, feelings,
emotions unrestrained license: but the
sight of the Harvest Moon lying in
state upon its pail of black had
shaken her more than she would have
believed to be possible. 1t brought
him back, the boy who had loved her,
with an Illusion of reality that almost
frightened her. She heard the boys
yoice-it pleaded with her once more.
"Give me a chance. Let me sack
city or two for you, build an en-
pire, win a crown for you. Amt
there something you'd like done?"
1t seemed to Miss Lindon that, in
some strange fashion, she was look
ing on. apart, like a stranger, an I'M
seen third in that place. She heard
the girl say a little YEARLY, as II she
we're beginning to be trifie bored:
"Oh, yes, heaps of things, Bring
me the Harvest Moon, if you're look
ing for something to do
Young Castle answered:
81 will or die trying, and when I
come back with it, Violet"
wait for you, Jerry" Once more he
spoke, unsteadily. He said:
''Do you love me. Violet?" and she,
still in her odd, tender mood, said:
Eyes. Oh, yes, indeed. Jerry. Yes;
and I'll wait for you. Never fear!
I'll wait"
She said; TITS test of you, isn't
IL?
"If ! fail 1 shan't come back.
shan't be alive, you see." Then he
Kissed her hands and went away.
And that was all of it.
The three years slipped neatly and
cleanly back into their place in the
procession of time. Miss Linden COW
cred her eyes with her hands. After
ward she gave little unsteady laugh,
and it turned at the end to a laugh
of mockery.
Had she ever loved him? She shook
her head slowly.
Poor Castle, with his dreams and
his romantic oaths and his fond eyesi
Where was he now? Alive or dead ?
The girl sat up with little sud
den cry. Could it be that young Cas-
tie was the mysterious traveller who
had brought the Harvest Moon to
Sydney? She dropped back again,
smiling. Not he. Success was not in