Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1921-01-15

| A"u hle uIdNe, 5uu nave SHoWH
a miracle Of strength; but the stuff
will betray you sooner or later"
YES yes"
do you wish to go on with itY'
mo +. Yes. cannot"
"Can't | help you out of 1t. some
how?'
After pause, she said: "You are
very strong"
He forbore, because ii was a great
effort for her to speak. He no longer
wondered that she had been content
to remain in Tau Kuan for the true
woman was asleep, enchanted within
some inner chamber OF the soul, and
ready at last for the dawn. He was
near enough to hear her soft breath.
ing, yet the tent-fold was between
them.
Cons own nerves were In a precari-
Gus state. Just here some psychic cur
rent caught him away, and the moon
light sent him backward into the ages,
a vivid irrational experience, and 1t
seemed that he had been outside her
tent, somewhere, terribly long ago,
perhaps when the Gughal had been
deep-slnging river, and the monster
Cobb crystal ocean. Here beside the
water they had camped, he and his
captive queen, their hearts the same.
Now Cons turban cast shadow up
on the tent, and he knew that 1t was
himself, then as now. That ancient
madness still possessed his veins in
the thrall of her presence. Camels
smiling in the blue shadows, a faded
watch-fire the silence of wooded hills
around. and the immensely of heaven.
The Illusion held moment---or CEN
fury ?-longer-and a hand was upon
his shoulder. Lexington was chilled
TO the quick. This was Flu All, deslr-
ing speech in private.
"She must Sleep" said the Chinese
reyerently.
Yes. Don't give her any more than
she needs. Help her to break off
Not so often"
"Dreams?"
There was an injured quality in the
voice.
"Yes. The dreams have got to CO."
"No."
Eyes"
"She die" said Flu All, with seeming
complacence.
mot at ALL We are to help her
shake off this dreaming. Less and
less, until she is Free
The idea of freedom did not dwell
between the narrow temples of the
old servant.
I'VE camp here?"
No" answered Lexington.
mo koresh, no go on"
Il don't expect her to ride. In the
morning we will make hammock and
carry her between us. There ave three
of us, and we can relieve one another
at the pole"
Flu All was much depressed by the
interview.
Lexington did not try to sleep that
night. There was no more ATTEMPT |
Mt haste. He was at liberty to think
everything over in more intimate.
less practical light, and he wondered
how he had neglected so many
thoughts until now. Tau Kuan had
grown to be less than a dream. and
the screaming dwarfish hordes had
run out of his days altogether. But
more and more he missed Andrew
March. He would have asked March
what to think about his strange mo-
nentary'rea of vision into the past.
-he stolen queen and himself.
Still they met no one, but ever and
again herd of Elk would start, and
zip beyond the brow of Hill.
There were wine and food for IIolen
'ut Con watched day and night TINT
40 drug reached her. Evergreens dot
ed the slopes The pass was narrow
ng. The princess chose TO walk some
lines. and laughed at her lack of
Az one camp, she held Cons
lrm' and talking happily, they moved
lway from the line of camels.
How is 1t possible that we are out
II the desert?"
only possible by your courage"
aid Con. "Have you never been out
If the Cobb before?"
only in Dreams" and she was smil.
ng.
There is something here,"-she
placed her hand upon her breast
that cries out for dreams and peace.
'erhaps a man does not know. NV
mother knew, and have IT, the err
hat cannot come out Oh, there Is n
bitterness in beautiful things, and
,reat terror where there is no beautyl
I Is the awful lonliness-so there
vas one dark dream following another.
months. and months--the yellow faces.
have been too much alone. Oh, re-
main with me, my friend, because |
I'm III. My world is gone. Your Amer
ca Is only a name. You are every
hing"
Her arms were about his neck, and
Ter breathing seemed painful. All the
light went from her face. Tightly
he chung, whispering, fearing, all life,
Until the dark closed over. Lexington
wallowed hard. and lifted her. He
an to Fansa.
In Flu Abs gaze was glitter of 81