The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-12-18


| the light In his eyes, TRANSPORTING him
for her, thrilling her with its summons.
was not to be mistaken for the fire
that had famed there at other times.
or for the pity of one seeing his cruel
ties working out.
1T is not too late" her heart was
crying. and she tried In vain to stifie
its song.
But he did not press her then with
impetuous wooing.
do you realize he said gravely,
this is the first time since the acct
dent I've seen you alone2"
Eyes. r." she began stammeringly.
THE others have just gone In. II you
call them, they will come"
Then" he smiled reassuringly, Il
will call them at once, for have many
things to show you today, and the doc
tor sets an absurd limit to our drive"
He raped on the door and the doc
tor appeared, and behind him the
Matka. Then, while the Matka piled
the cushions In the seat, Mark and
the doctor helped Kazia over the little
walk and into the buggy.
And mind you" the doctor adjured
them, as Mark got in and the horse
started. two hours at the most-if you
can keep track of the timen
This he gently led the Matka back
into the house. For she, who had for
gotten how to weep for sorrow, was
weeping now for the Joy awaiting
Kazia.
First Mark drove, very slowly and
carefully, through the old village and
across the bridge until he came to its
middle point. There he stopped.
The mills were no longer lifeless
and silent. A row of giant stacks
spouted clouds of heavy black smoke
that fiuttered lazily away in the breeze
in long wavering pennons Through
the power house windows the watch
ers caught glimpse of great fly
wheels whirling and bright pistons
plunging. From the rolling mills be-
yond came low monitory rumble of
engines stirring tentatively, testing
their sinews as they waited to pounce
upon and torture the coming steel.
And before them lowered the rebuilt
furnace, alive now and discordantly
vocal with its first labor. Thither Mark
pointed.
Watch now! We're just in time.
Our first tap!'
AS he spoke, the shrek of the
checked blast rose, drowning all other
sounds, and the crew of men working
at the furnace mouth sprang back.
Out of circle of darting fires forth
| leaped molten deadly flood. A chan
mel in the sloping sand-bed received it
and bore it swiftly, in dozen
branches, to the waiting ladies. Little
! gaseous flames played impishly over
the golden surface. The stencil of
burning sulphur arose. AS the cascad-
| ing flood filled the ladies', drops
splashed out upon the ground and burst
in thousand tiny points of light.
Almost before Kazia realized it, the
flood had subsidized and the full ladies
We're moving away.
He drove on and took the long wind
ing road that led past Hedges Hill
though he did not remind her of his
meeting with Piotr-and after many
miles circled back to the village. They
talked little, and perhaps that little
was hardly worthy of record. Kazia
lay back in her cushions, her eyes fol.
lowing his hand as he pointed out
some new beauty to her.
How could you leave it?" she muir.
INJURED, as often she had exclaimed
when she had heard of it from the
adventuring youth.
But If l hadn't left it, shouldn't
have found you. So-rm glad l went. =
She made no answer to that.
Farther on they came to branch
road that once he had known. He fol
lowed it while until there came to
them delicious spring-like fragrance
He stopped the horse again.
Il thought could find it. See!"
He pointed to an old tree that stood
mass of fresh green leaves and
snowy blossoms, little away from the
roadside.
What is it?"
"A pear tree"
| "But it's autumn and l thought
She glanced up at him wonderingly.
Every fall that tree puts out a new
set of leaves and blossoms. You see
there is new life even after spring has
gone"
She looked long and earnestly at the
poisoning tree. But winter will
come and the blossoms will wither-
fruitless."
No longer could he refuse words tc
his longing.
All! my dear" he cried, "let III
forget signs and symbols. There Ii
such a thing as new birth. And It'll
always spring where there is love. Yol
win forgive me- he laughed unstead
lily, IF l talk like very young poet
for am very. very happy today"
A touch of the old ready color wa.
glowing family in her wan cheeks.
Have you looked enough?" b,
smiled. For, If you have, we mus
go. 1t will be getting chilly soon. Ant
besides, they are waiting for us"