The Detroit times., 1914-01-26

conceived SHADOWS hl ih F' tN'"'N'
false humanity, false faith she crept
/ back among tho curtains di her box
/ but her ewes continued tp Wander
/ sightlessty over the parN' rows OF
men and women.
( David Hurst VAS seated close be-
side her His arm rested on the haek
OF her chair. and he was 3 leaking IN
au undeetOne 80 the other occupants
OF The box tall elegant woman
1.-THE wife OF Hurst's leadet sat ol.
posite him and nodded an pccaslonal
assent while her passionles Ehgiish
Ieyes passed from SarasVap 10 tne
brilliantly lighted stage and on TO tne
/ crowded stalls Immediately Deheath.
Sarasyau felt the sienihcan Zee OF the
4 glance though she had not beard 'ne
/ whispered comment 10 a Iehu ~
neighboring box.
"Yes-thats Lady Hurst Ierrihle,
isn't it, youthful folly, o1 cours
sncb a ritv Not even beautiful a
very nice man-cleNer, 40 QUIZ
make his way
A blast of music pat an efd 20 tue
sOliloquy 4 woman, IN pm w usn'S
with a Union Jack in either Pahu anu
a crown OF ostrich feathers h0"u'"s
from the summit OF false llris AAo
strutted on TO the stage ana 4h lo.u
student voice broke into thlnly
tuned topical song Sarasyau shrahk
( hack into the shadow A frishtul
Iphysical sickness crept over heI- She
felt nlthy hands seize her ana aras
her down into the mud-the dreams
had become degrading horrible hlsAt
mares.
,,,..,A,,, a. tb, TON dog ypti"
shouted the singer, and al the enu Oh
each verse round OF seH-Sa1lS'',u
iaDplause greeted her as she s"asev'
I ed round the stage. the hags huttel-
ling frmmphantly over each id'
shoulder And suddenly the sickness
nassod and like the turning point IN
some violent disease hatred. prlh-
litiye in It's ferOcity, burned up III 81
asvatf's tortured breast hot ms
painted vulgar harridan she had been
sighted and despised by the men ana
J women VINO now roared and clapped
| their applause. for this blatant van
inv called patriotism. her country
groanrd In the dust OF supleciloh' for
ltbis She had sacrificed her beauty
lher faith. the peace or her temple
/ for tins that she might belong 10 TINS
lcrowd 10 this great people VINO cheeI
"a the DEGRADATION OF their own great
nose The excuses and explanation
chat might have satisfied announcer
mind failed her The veneer OF
+,,,tfepaan- culture crumbled- 2le Was
Tho Oriental now-seeing win tne
| Ortontal's eve SUFFERING with me
/ Orientals intense sensitiveness, ourh-
ling with the Orientals lnherlteu
stea,tb,y passions Of hatred and re-
venge, 60,
time the purpose for which she hau
come rose out OF the chaos OF her sen
sations. She saw Rama PA race
lifted 10 hers. He Was seated IN the
third row OF stalls and an empty sPace
scarcely two yards wide separateu
them She could see the white OF Ms
ewes the hand hidden significantly IA
the nocket of his coat His race was
Iouiet. expressionless, and yes as thelr
ewes met she read his message. Here
i'm this vast concourse she was no
Longer alone. In this dark-faced man
fNsas the active embodiment OF her own
emotions. A sign from her and the
sulIa1> risiup~~tide OF racial hatred
would p6d it's outlet in one swift an
Initiating act she Was pas o.
thought The sting OF hunureu
petty injuries and the achlng "ouha
,of her dishonor and betrayal clusueu
out everything but thSt one thlIst ioI
4 deadly retaliation. she tuIheu ne'
head 4 little. instincuyely seeking
last glimpse OF the man VINO, III the
next few minutes, would pay the iast
great penalty. a
David Hurst was leaning forWaIu'
MS ewes fixed on the stage. Inc Dlack
brows were contracted and tue ilne
about the mouth was bitter, proudly
contemptuons. And with an illumlnat-
ing aash she understood. lie, too, sui
fered. Whatever evil he had donf
her. he was not one OF these laughlhf
iaering. triumphant demons VINO we've
nounding her To her destruction. re
turned and met her glance and tpe
disgust and pain which lay hilI-hlduth
behfnd his softened expression OF yen
derness aroused In her the memory
Of all that had been with a TERRIBLE
tanning pity.
I'm few hours all this Will be
over he whispered Tomorrow We
shall leave all this behind us-"e
shaIl be free-thank God
Tomorrow? In few minutes, TWO
vast primitive passions or love ana
hatred. equal in strength, equal IN JUS
tiAcation, mastered her Revenge
ves, but not against him-not against
him. for she loved him. but against
the pitiless grinding machine when
had made him, too. its instrument
urimeval woman now. unmodihed by
civilization. she turned 10 him win
one great all-comprehending. allior-
Giving tenderness. AS ia the golden
sunlit temple-shrine. so here also ne
was the man who had led her TO the
highest pinnacle OF LIES grand noun
tain range Of passions. and thus ne re-
manned fur fft-r,, enthusiastically, a very
part OF her own being.
Love demanded OF her that she
should save him from the quiet wait
lng death beneath and hatred clam
ored for It's satisfaction. she Deht
forward with her hand over the edge
OF the box, and something white Hu'-
tered down through the darkness.
"You have dropped something Sa-
rasvati.' Hurst whispered,
She nodded Rama Pals hand haa
slipped from his pocket. and he was
, staring mpassively ar the stage where
the patriot IN tights. at the salute
proclaimed the triumphant refrain for
the last time
Good old England