Arizona republican., 1918-09-03
Tenth InstaIIment CHAPTER " (Con:iaued)

awakened us. And We realized what a moonlight night means in a hospital near the front line. It means terror No one slept after moonrise. It was new experience for Henry and me- 50 we rose and met it. And we real lzed that in scores of hospitals all over the war zone. on the side of the allies similar scenes were enacting. The | Germans were literally tearing the | nerves out of hundreds of nurses by | thelr raidinS campaign-nurses whom i the raiders did not visit, but who were | threatened by every moonlight night. l
 Talking Philosophy
 It must have been after two in the l morning when we saw the Eager Soul l and the Gilded Youth walking around the court as they used to pace the deck together. Once or twice they passed our window. and we heard their voices. They were having some sor tof a talk on philosophical matters. which an noyed Henry. The ocean and onion soup and philosophical theorizing never seemed reasonable. normal expressions of anything properly in the cosmos to Henry; he professed to believe that persons who tolerated these things would sooner or later be caught using
 
 hypothesis and he would have none of them. But for all that she used the word group and once confessed that she was subscriber to the New Re public, Henry did like the Eager Soul; so he walked me up from a doZe to say; Bill, she's putting him through the eye of the needle alright. And he's sliding through slick as goose grease. l heard him telling her a min ute ago that the war isn't for boun- diaries and geography; but for re- statement of human creeds. Then she said that steam and electricity have over- ca pitalized the world; that we are paying too highly for superintendence and that the price of superintendence must come down, and wages must come up. Then he said that he and his class will go in the fires burning out there-melted like wax. And she told him that they both had a lot of stolen goods on them-bodies and minds, and hearts cultivated at the ex- pense of their fellow creatures whose 1 lives had been narrowed that theirs might be broadened. And you should have heard her talk about that Young | Doctor-a self-made man. who had earned his way through college and medical school. and made his own | place professionally. She said he was | the Herald of the New Day. Bill" sighed Henry, what would you give | if you could talk like that-again? 1 But from me, drowSily, came this: "Henry-do you suppose she will get around to that skipping tonight she promised him on the boat? That would be worth staying up to see,'
 Talked Him Out of Love
 She'll never slap him. He'll never need it. She's talked him clear out of the mood!"
 "Yes, she has-yes. she has" came from me. And Henry insisted:
 She may have to slap the Doctor: but she has steered this boy out of the danger zone into the open sea of friendship
 "Oh. yes. she has: oh. yes. she has came the echo from the other bed, And l Henry subsided.
 But the buzzing about the hospital would not let us sleep. At three o'clock evidently they were serving tea to the nurses. or lunch of some kind. The moon was shining straight down into the court; the Gilded Youth and the Eager Soul had gone in, and another couple, stenographer and a hospital orderly were using it as a parlor.
 Queer, queer business, this love making under the rustic of the wings of death,' said Henry. A French plane flying across had filled the con- pound for a moment. But everyone soon recognized it's peculiar buzz. Then for few seconds from afar came the low ominous hum of the German y,I, Il,,t IoI fro me Perhaps the French drove them back However. it was the excitement in the court that caused Ienry's remark. Fol the young people did not defect theil monotonous course about the com pound, when the sky -gazers had re- turned indoors Around and around they went. talking, talking, talking with the low insistent murmur of deep ly interested people. Their nerve: were taut emotion was raw; the! were young, and their blood moved roa ously. And there was the moon, tho moon that. since man could turn his face upward, has been the symbol O the thing called love. And now al over that long line slashed across tho face of Europe. the moon is the herald of death. Men see it rise in terror for they know that the season of tn moon is the season of slaughter. Ye there they walked in the hospital yard two unknown lovers, who were tru' to the moon. .
 Henrys next remark was: Bill fancy when you were young doin your courtng out there where shel is liable to wipe you out any second We at least had the advantage of eln trees to protect us from the shafts o death."
 Do you suppose, Henry" answered his friend, that they miss the dril of oars, the shade of the overhangini willows, the suggestive whisper c waters frisking over the nipples at tn ford? How can they make love i such pace?'
 Gold Is Where You Find 1t
 Cold replied Henry. quoting fror Solomon, who was wise, lis where yO find it." Then we heard the insist ence of the lovers babble drawing nea us again. As they turned a corner Henry heaved a sigh at the perversit of youth in the Haunting neglect c sleep and death, which ever are vita to middle years. We both looked ou to the white courtyard. heard the Snai of another plane. obviously Frencl but still disconcerting saw the slo' even pace of the lovers. unaffected b the approaching growl of the plan and it came to me to quote one wise even than Solomon: "Oh death, wheI is thy stingi"
 We took but cat t-nap that nigh and in the morning set down the SCOT on our love affair. The record ind cates that during the day Henry ha lost; during the night he had won. H put it down in his black book again.