New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1927-04-05

SOUND, bdTt!E dluttLf. JtSL tpONt
the horizon the sun, a great red
disc, fingered Tor a little while ana
then slowly sunk in the dark waters
OF Lake Catawba.
lie sensed rather than saw the
girl moving about behind him with
light, gay steps. She was hummlng
softly to herself in a low minor
key the air OF sentimental song.
Her mood was in perfect harmony
with the tranquil atmosphere OF
the place. Il seemed hardly to
matter Just then whether the fish
crmen returned or remained away.
She slipped noiselessly into the an
lex and donned her dried clothes.
Don't you think you'd like to
dispense with your tOsa, Don?'
she asked softly. as if fearful OF
desecrating the wonderful silence.
ooh. ycs-yes, of coursc."
Her question had startled him
from his reverie. He rose and
stepped into the other room.
The shack by this time was just
discernible in the darkcning shad-
ows of thei late summer twilight.
The gloom Of the enveloping dusk
tiltering in through windows and
door had wrapped the make-shift
furnishings in a sort of glamorous
softness, clarifying the dinsincss
OF their harsh outlines.
Diana glded out through the
door into the open air OF the beau
tiful evening, moving with the
grace of a splendid animal. She
paused near clunp OF trees and
looked up at the heavens, dimly
lit by a few tWinkling stars.
How calm it all seemed. How
grand and supreme. She drew
long breath The dinner she had
missed at home, all the whirl and
glitter of life back there in CataW-
ia City seemed oddly remote to
her now She was in separate
world, beautiful world in part
with God and nature.
There's going to be a moon,
Diana"
l. was the girl this time who
was reused from the reveric. Don's
voice, like hers had been. was
hushcd as if he We're fearful OF
startling her.
She seated herself on the trunk
Of a fallen tree, 4 tree that had
been shattered and cut down, prob
ably, by lightning. Her fingers
pIucked nervously at the pulpy. de-
caying bark. Don stood near her
but his form showed indistnctly in
the vague shadows. She noticed
that his gaze had turned upward.
After a moment he moved closer
and then seated himself az her
side His manner seemed strange
ly diffident and sUbdued.
u never told you, Dia," he began
speaking almost hesitanty, about
the dream l had that morning after
your trouble with Walden, did 1?'
mo, you didn't" she replied.
looking al him curiously.
1T was Just silly fantasy. OF
course She saw his face widen
into his old whimsical smile-"but
it was 50 realistic, so clearly out
lined that it LEFT 8 strong impress
sion on my mind. l drcamt that
YOU symbolizod Diana, goddess OF
the moon. Lola was Helen of Troy.
IN this fanciful night drama you
seemed to be seeking my favor.
Helen of Troy-Lola-wa plotting
to betray me. What do You think
of it? Wasn't it ridiculous
dream o. he asked. stealing a swift
look at her face, showing indis-
tinctly under the stars light.
The girl gave vent to low,
amused laugh.
Well" she said, speaking slow
~ as If passing Judgment on q
delicate issue, ITO tell the truth 1t
wasn't Just exactly nice thing TO
dream about your-ah--noar fam
c,c. But then, you know, dreams
are not supposed to have any sig
nificancc. anyhow. Science laughs
at them as something outside and
apart from natural phenomena.
Dreams are not included in the
study of psycno-analysis. People
| who believe in them. according 10
science are absurdly superstitlous.'
a long silence followed her pro
nouncement. As they sat there,
both seemingly contemplatVe only
of the calm beauty Of the still
summer light. there shot across
the girls mind an awakening rccol-
/ lection. Swiftly, like a scene
/ thrown on a silver screen. she saw
/ herself ana Don on that morning
after the club dance as they stood
Cor a moment or two in the gray of
| the carly dawn. She saw him bend
! his head over her and felt again