The Washington herald., 1920-02-19
YeLLow Men SLEEP
By Jeremy Lane.
Copyright, 1870, BY the Century Co.

'oOscheo HuSl nave Hldue a lOnE
stream downward. a perfect mark il
the sentinel glanced that way. At
the top, Lexington was breathIess.
but not from exertion. He was in
furious excitement. Just a little
way down the hill on the further
side. and he stood erect. to look.
Helen was still at the head of the
ravine. He bolted for the road that
led up to her.
When he was quite close a timid-
ity caught him. a pleasant trouble
1t was the old gentleness where
women were Concerned. the familiar
fu1iness in the throat. and the shy
est look that ever comes into the
eyes Of an adult male. But here
was also a new driving force. a
reckless impulse. He would have
speech with her. princess or no. She
did not see him. The sun was
liquid silver upon her; and next he
was aware that she did See him
They occupied the positions respec-
lively of their first meeting. Yet
now the footing was different Con
, ran up the road toward the pony.
He crept up the side of the bank
and found 1t convenient to kneel be-
side a boulder. He bowed.
II wanted to talk with you" he
said.
| They are looking for you" she
; replied.
Your father is comforting with
1.-THE Arab foreman and the miners" {"
Il knew you were safe. for there
has been no rejoicing"
There isn't going to be. on our
account"
81 wondered where you were"
she said.
Her voice was almost dreamy. a
twilight in the midst of blaze Of
! sun. Con was fascinated by the
play of light beneath the brim of
her hat. and she seemed not to re-
buke his glances. The gray cloak
was of leather as fine as linen. Soft
bun leather bound her ankles. The
| Istirrups were no wider than three
fingers.
She spoke again: "You,are resting
upon the grave of my mother"
Lexington started. but she said
hastily: DO not arise. They will
see YOU"
Thanks" he mumbled. again un-
der the influence OF the fact that she
would shield him. In all she said
was the same colorless- melancholy.
as If the monotony Of the desert
shadowed her voice. She continued
"Eithna, my mother, has been lying
! here for five years. At first this
was A. little garden. which the vizicr
permitted me to make. There was
fountain then. beside that stone.
had little green plants for her.
She loved lotus. But the fountain
could not live. either"
You must miss her very much. -
Yes. oh, very much, Sometimes
In the morning I call her. before I
remember. I do not think she is
really dead. When 1 dream. she is
always here. with me-"
DO you dream often?"
"Often. do not care for sleep.
but it is pleasant to dream. Have
you found it so:"
He thought carefully. "Yes. I've al
ways dreamed. 1t runs in our family.
and in mine
II come here every day" said
Helen.
The sun must be very hot"
Il am accustomed to it, I do not
resist 1t. There is great life in it,"
1T has made you lovely" he said.
But it was unkind to you" she
replied. And a faint, cool smile
touched her lips.
Innocence or utter sophistication
from an ultimate degree of one
OF these opposites she was regard
ing him. 1t was a helpless moment
for the young man behind the rock.
He gazed out for relief over the
singing white sand, where all Of
yesterday lis sacrificed in the drift
of today. One horseman dotted out
there, not far from the city, pair
of keen eyes that might be able to
see through stone.
'I had arranged with Chez Ming"
said the girl, for you and my father
to live in peace with us. Now that
cannot be. for you have tried to run
away. You have wounded his emo
tons"
Your father and 1 expect to get
away. but we are coming back
soon"
NO" she said. NO man goes
from here to tell the world what he
has seen. Chez Ming. only. of all
men. goes and comes. and he tells
nothing. The empire must fail
when It's secrecy is gone"
Con felt the chill OF a stone wall.
You are deeply interested in the
Empire of the Yellow Sum-" he said
DULY.
'Tt is to bear a wonderful fruit"
said the princess