Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-12-18

the gardens OF the yashike Of the Prince
OF izani with their faces toward America.
And then one day they went back to
the land where It is always afternoon
with Momo-Sa eyes quite healed. Var
dog had found the good American sur
geon.
They were on the Nihon Bashi-cross-
ing the bridgc-n a kuruma, when an
other kuruma came toward them. In II
were a naval Lieutenant and a woman
You thing those his wive?" asked
Momo-San
"A geisha," smiled Vardog
No, Too ogley. fat" objected Mono
san "Gesha always pretty. Oh! Madame
Yone-1chi, widows Marquis 1chi! Wive!'
So laughed NardoE.
'big' him see happy" pleaded Mono
San, and got sight return. An more
beauty"
Where on earth did you learn that
game asked Vardog.
Land of free an home OF brave"
laughed Momo-San.
Nardog ordered tho kuruma to turn.
So they passed the rickshaw contain
Ing the water-soldier and the lady. and
turned again.
Now, Momo-San was dressed In Ameri-
can attire. and she knew we'll how to
wear 1t! There was a great picture hat
on her head at a perllous angle. Tiny
patent-leathered feet extended beyond
clinEing gown OF palest yellow. over
her head was a brilliant crimson. parasol.
This gorgeous array could not but at
tract the attention of any naval lieu-
tenant As they approached, Momo-San
put UP her starers, leaned out of the
little carriage engagingly, and bowed to
Lieutenant Motomori.
"Tadaimal Tadama," she cried, wav-
Ing hand, in the breezy American way,
to stop him.
Well-the young officer only knew. be.
wilderingly. that nc was being courted
by the most radiant being he had ever
seen Certainly his own small carriage
stopped in all the traffic opposite her
own. Momo-San continued to smile. The
ovcrplump lady In the other carriage
did anything but smile. One might have
thought she had never smiled.
As for the watcr-soldicr-all the stoi-
cism hundreds of stoicnl ancestors had
Joined to teach him was gone In an In
stant. and he was. metaph orically, at the
feet OF Momo-SRn-a thing which would
have lost him the membership OF some
OF his clubs should IL become known.
"Arigato! chartered Momo-San. 80
nize OF you to stop. How-do? You sleep
the eye an stomach
For the water-soldlcr also was grow
ing plump
"Ah. how those arc beautlfool meet
with you once more!' Momo-San, in
American fashion, extended small.
white -gloved hand.
The lieutenant leaped from his carriage
and took It.
But you are japanese, are you not?"
he asked in that Language. Though 1t
is hard to believe that so wonderful a
person"
NO, 'Merican," answered Momo-San
sweetly. Mrs. Hapeburn NardoE--' She
| f,,1I hon
Lieutenant Motomori for the first time
saw Nardog-and understood.
II was accomplished. And no one knew
better than Momo-San when to begin
and where to end.
"Ah, good morning. Mister Lieutenant
SO glad to have see you again once
more"
And vardog. hardly conccalIng his
laughter took his cue by starting the
'rick-man full speed ahead.
Momo-San did not even look back. But
Vardog did. Motomor was standing
dazedly. in the middle OF the bridge. His
wife was gesticulating furiously a po-
liceman was urging him out OF the trahic
Momo-San dropped the sunshade to the
floor, pulled off the picture hat. plunged
her small head under the arm OF Vardog
and. laughing, said:
You the mos sweetes' man l aever
see.'
"It's all your fault" replied Vardog
kissing her before all the world of Nihon-
Bashi. TITS catching"
Jus account you naever tell me you
loave me. naever tell you loave you
"Beware!" shouted an astonished po-
liceman from the side OF the bridge.
You told me once that there was no
Jealousy in Japan" chided Vardog.
There is now," nodded Momo-San. SOL
emnly.
Beware" shouted the policeman.
THE END.