The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1920-01-17

Sui WARM 1rOW ttS sun UutHs MI
drsa ! put It ON, her bare shoulders
shrinking from its hot touch.
Beneath the acacia cleaned the
white table set for two. Near II sat
the man, nursing patience with q ciga-
Yette as is the way Of the waiting
male. He arose as Andrea drew near
and threw his cigarette away. He was
clothed In the full dress Of the trop-
ies--wbite mess Jacket. black tie.
white waistcoat, black trousers, elk
hose and pumps. Clean shaver. hair
well brushed, ne had dotted the II
and crossed the is Of etiquette and
stood for six feet of the best brand
Of unconscious gentleman.
Andrea stopped several PAGES away
and gaxed ut him. Her eyes filled sud-
denly with tears aud her heart swelled
In the quick answer Of the generous
to the thoughtful. She drew near and
said in voice that trembled slightly,
''You are consideratc in all--little
| things"
She raised both hands to her throat,
unlocked her cloak and let IL slip
l.from her shoulders. For an instant
his eyes were those of a man of her
own world. They swept over her as
though they took the measure of her
loneliness for the first time. They
travelled with flashing gaze from her
soft hair TO her flushed cheeks, down
over her bare neck and into the faery
| meshes of her filmy frock, and there
they stopped with Jerk as though
even In that moment he remembered
that very short skirts and truncated
silk stocking might leave serious
gap In the all-too-frail defenses Of
modern modesty.
Then he came back in one swift up
ward sweep and met her own case.
sQuarely, steadily. She drew deep
breath. Something sustaining had
come into the white mans gray-blue
eyes, something you could lean upon
He was suddenly not Of her old world.
II am afraid the soup IL . little
eold,' he said as he stepped around
| 10 draw her chair for her.
The dinner was good beyond the|
cachet Of mere gross appetite. and
It was served with a rapidly and
smoothness that would have done
credit to the oldest Of the Pellor but
lers.
"Your servants are well trained"
said Andrea.
Each has little to do" said the
man, HE must do 1t well. That, in
cidentnlly, is the secret Of getting
satisfactory work out Of an African"
'Is it?' said Andrea absently. I've
always heard they were shiftless
lot and that white man could do the
work Of ten niggers."
$50 he can, ordinarily" answered
the man, almost as absentiy, "but
there are times when ten boys picked
boys" He stopped as II nc were
lost In some far "Reminiscences
A silence fell to the end of the meal.
which. conceded with the sudden end
Of the tropic day.
The man spoke to the servants for
the first time. They cleared tho
table, set II again with glasses and
liqueurs, cigars. cigarettes and coffee,
and moved 1t slightly to one side.
Then, from the nearby hut, they
brought out two cushioned wicker
chairs, homemade but comfortable.
Andrea SINK into hers with peculiar
feeling of well-being mixed with sus-
pense. The man sat down opposite
her, the table within easy reach Of both
but not between them. Something
swayed with jerk above their heads.
Andrea, startled, looked up just In time
to see an enormous white disk unroll
from Its edges, letting fall In circle
around them snowy mesh Of bob
binet.
They, and all they needed for COM
fort, became enclosed in an insect
proof cage that swayed softly to tho
evening stir Of air. The servants
weighted down Its edges with fat
stones end then lit two acetylene
lamps that stood outside on stands
! placed at right angles to the couple
within the net so that the eyes Of both
were spared the glare.
The man poured coffee and liqueurs,
lit Andrea's cigarette, chose a cigar
for himself and sat down. During the
coffee they eyed each other in silence,
taking each others measure. ut Is too
bad" he said finally, "that we can't
take this hour for itself alone and
drink together cup Of peace and
stiffness and comfort"
. ITO M CortjrvaaI