Evening star., 1918-03-31

here. but the town as . whole was|
somnolent. peaceful. 1t sprawled be-.
side side the sea IKE 2 lazy man lost ia
surf and the hum Of insects.
Up from the beach came O'RsiIly
and his youthful alter ego. Jacket.
They were clad in clean white clothes:
q month Of rest had done them good.
Jacket was no longer wizensd; he was
plump and sleek and as full Of mis-
chief as colt, while O'Reilly's leans
ness had disappeared and he Allied his
garments as man should. They had
now bore home the choicest part Of
their catch.
They turned in through a picket gate
and up walk hanked by hower-bsds
glass bottles set side by side. the Bahama
idea of neatness and beauty. AT the
end of the walk stood q cottage with
wide porches hidden beneath jasmine
and honeysuckle and morning-gloFy
vines.
o'Reilly's eyes were shining with an
ticipation: he yodeled loudly. But
there was no need for him to advertise
his return. for at the frst click Of the
gate-latch q figure had started from
the fragrant bower and now came n.y.
Look. Rosa"' Jacket lifted the
heavy string Of FISH. I'VE had stu
pendous luck" But Rosa was In her
husbands arms and neither she nor
o'Reilly had eyes for anything but
each other.
You were gone for ages" pouted tAs
bride.
You missed me, ehr'
See! I caught the biggest ones, %
usual" Jacket boasted. I'm . siill-
full fisherman and talk to my hoolr
but oReilly sits dreaming about some
body while the little crabs eat all his
bait" When this evoked no notice the
boy shrugged in disgust and went on
around the house. r1uttering: 'Caram-
ba! You'd think they'd get sick Of %
much billing and cooling. But mol
have to steal him away and take him
swimming or fishing IL I want q word
alone with him. And the others are
It's like living in a dove-cote."
Rosa. too. had vastly changed. ehs
was clad in charming little muslin
dress. there were dimples In her
cheeks, she wore a heavy Marsehsi
her or and devoured her with his sysss
Sweetheart. you grow fresher ami
more beautiful every hour" said he.
Rosa danced upon her toes. and
tugged at him. But come quickly
wild for your return. so hurry" She ~ 1
him swiftly up the steps, and tho1a,
standing beside q chair. was Estsbe4
varona. He dressed himself and wAlto1
'Esteban. Really
The brother nodded deeisively. '.tsso
true. I rebeiled at last. Tomorrow III 4
walk to the gate and the next day wsn
"Jove! How splendidw
Why. I'm as firm on my feet ~ 3
rock" =
Norine emerged through one Of the
French windows and explained: HE took
advantage of me while was gone for
the mail, and now he's quite out OF con-
troll. Here's q letter from Leslie, by tho
way. He's home and has position aAA
hopes we'll follow soon- There's one IT 4
of news; he says the talk of interventiou i
Cuba as q war correspondent Fancyi
He's deathly frightened at the proo-
pect."
Intervention! That would be nne,-
Esteban cried.
OReilly nodded. "Oh, it's bound 10
come. and when Uncle Sam takes hold
Cuba will be free"
Norine agreed: I'm sure OF Il. Ana
then-we'il 30 back to our rainbow'e end
and dig for that pot Of gold"
Esteban turned adoring eyes upon the
speaker: he took her hand in his. ''rSo
found my rainbow's end" said he.
And I've found mine" O'Reilly ~
serted. I've gained your fathers treaa-
all the Indies" with his arm about
Rosa he drew her into the house.
Esteban lowered himself into his chair 4
and Norfne rested herself upon fts arm.
He lay back with eyes closed. From the
regions at the rear came the voice Of
Jacket. The boy was in a declamatory
mood. He had gathered an audience, a.
was his daily custom, and was address
ing them in English:
81 killed more'n dozen spaniards et
Pine Bravo. 1t was my day. BY rfgh&1
should have been made a general
out (THE END)