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Show By Cyrus Townsend offine: y-- a long time for the idea to beat into his brain. She could wait no longer. She rose to her knees and stretched out her hands again. y Water!" she gasped In a hoarse ILLU'STAATOli'S $Y fayytJURt whisper. Water, or I die! CorvHiw nor erne CHtfmir cartucHi mgrcat ejvtmh The man had started violently at her speech. Giving him no time to reCHAPTER I. cover, she went through the motion The Primitive Norm. again, this time with greater effect, Whether she had fainted or fallen for the man turned and vanished. She Asleep, she did not know, but this one sank down on the sand too exhausted thing she was sure, it had been dark to follow him even with her eyes. If when consciousness left her and it he brought the water she would drink was now broad day, although the light it and live; if he did not, she would 6eemed to come to her with a greenish lie where she was and die. She did tinge w hich was quite unfamiliar. The not care much, she thought, which transition between her state of yester- would happen. She had so sickened of was as great life before she essayed that open boat, day and that of as if she had been born into morning that she believed it was simply an from the womb of midnight and like animal craving in her which would a young animal she drank it in blindly make her take the water in case it with closed eyes. She could hear the should be brought her. And yet when thunderous roaring of the breakers he did appear with a cocoanut shell crashing upon the barrier reef. Alone brimming with clear, sparkling liquid, her boat had been wrecked in the she felt as though the elixir of life had been proffered her. darkness of the night before She seized the shell with both hands the sound softened and mellowed by distance came to her in a which yet so trembled that most of to the the precious water spilled on her dress deep, low accompaniment and birds as she carried it to her parched lips. nearer of sounds the sharper singing and the breeze rustling gently This was good in the end, for if that through the long leaves of the trees vessel had been the famed Jotuneheim drinking horn, she would have drained overhead. The dry sand on which she lay was it dry ere she set it down.. As it was. soft and yielding and made a comfort- she got but little; yet that little was able bed for her tired body racked enough to set her heart beating once with weary days in the constraint and more. Emptying the shell of the last narrowness of a small boat. It was drop and with that keenness of perwarm, too. She had been drenched ception which her long training had when she scrambled on the shore and intensified and developed, marking the fell prostrate on the beach, retaining while that it had not been cut clean just strength enough and purpose by any knife or saw or human impleenough to crawl painfully inward to ment, but was jagged and broken as where the tall palms grow before she if from a fall, she dropped it on the lapsed in whatsoever way it might sand and looked again toward the man. He held in his hand fruit of have been into oblivion. Incoherent thoughts raced through some kind, she did not know what it her bewildered brain; each one, how- was. It might have been poison. What ever, bringing her a little nearer the mattered it? Having drunk she must It looked edible, it was inawakening point of realization. Then also eat. there ran through her young body a viting to the eye and smell, and as she primal pang which dispelled the trem- sunk her teeth into it, she found it ulous and vague illusions which her agreeable to the taste also. He had fancy had woven about herself as she brought it to her. If he had meant lay warm and snug and sunny at the harm, present harm, surely he would foot of the tall trees, and she realized not have given the water. She ate it that she was frightfully thirsty, so confidently. As the man saw her partake of what thirsty that she did not know how had given her, he clapped his hands he was. she hungry and laughed. She was grateful for The demand for the material awakened the animal in her. Her thoughts that laugh. It was more human than centered instantly; they were at once the babbling sounds which he made before. localized on one supreme desire. There was but little of the fruit, just her eyes unclosed and she sat a child would have brought and what The in the strong light. up blinking was good for her, for had this rising sun still low on the horizon there again been an abundance, in her need smote her full in the eyes and left her for the moment dazed again. She she would have eaten until she had sat leaning upon her hands extended made herself ill. When she had parbehind her back staring seaward, say- taken, she rose to her feet. Before doing this she had extended her hand ing nothing, thinking nothing, until a to him as if seeking assistance, but he strange sound to the right of her at- had simply stared at her uncompretracted her attention. It was a sound and she had been forced to hending made by a human voice and yet it was like nothing human that she had ever get to her feet unaided. Once standheard. It was a wordless, language- ing, she trembled and would have less ejaculation, but it roused her in- fallen, but that she caught his arm terest at once despite her material and steadied herself by holding tightly to it. The man started back at her cravings. She weakly turned her head and touch. Color came and went in his there standing erect with folded arms face; little shudders swept over him; his mouth opened; he looked at her looking dowm upon her was a man. He was unclothed entirely save for a fan- with a singular expression of awe not tastic girdle of palm leaves about his unmixed with terror in his eyes, for waist. She stared at him puzzled, this was the first time in his recollecor what would have been his recamazed, affrighted. He returned her tion look with an intent curiosity in which ollection if his retrospective faculties there was no suggestion of evil pur- had been developed, that he had ever felt the touch of a womans hand, of pose, rather of great incomprehension, an amazing wonderment. There was any human hand upon him. Noticing his peculiar demeanor in nothing about him, save the fact that he was there, which should have the, to her, perfectly natural situation, summoning some of the caused any alarm in her heart, for the woman with a woman's swift mastery of the remains of the reserve of force which is in every human body until life is possibilities of the other sex, she noticed in her vague terror and wonder- gone, released his arm and stared ment that he was remarkably good to about her leaning against the trunk of look at. Indeed, she thought that she the nearest palm. This time, and for had never seen so splendid a speci- the first time, she took in that expanse men of physical manhood as that be- of sea, lonely yet beautiful, upon which fore her. In color he was white. Save her eyes were to look so often. Out that he was bronzed by the tropic sun, of the deep and the night she had he was perhaps whiter than she was. come. Into what deep and into what His hair, which hung about his head in day had she arrived? She turned and surveyed the shore. a wild, matted tangle, not unpictures-que- , was golden; his eyes bright blue. The beach curved sharply to the right Beneath his beard, unkempt but short and to the left, the long barrier reef and curly, she could see his firm, following roughly its contour until the on either side. Back clean-cu- t lips. His proportions were land obscured it of her stretched a grove of palms and superb. He was limbed and chested back of that rose a hill; its crest bare like the Apollo Belvedere. In him crag-likand towered above a sea of grace and strength strove for predom- verdure. Through a chance vista she inance. He was totally unlike all that she had ad of the aborigines of the saw the mass of rock as a mountain peak. On one side high precipitous South seas. ran down close to the shore and It was the man who broke the si- cliffs out the view. Over them water shut been the man who lence, as it had beach. had broken the spell of her slumber. fell to the Save in the person of the man beHe made that queer little chuckling an evidence of noise in his fhroat which sounded fa- side her there was not miliar enough and yet she had heard humanity anywhere. NoNocurl of smoke rose above the trees. distant call it from the lips of no man before. It of human voices smote the fwirful holmeant nothing to her except that lie who stood before her at least was not low of her ear. The breeze made music in the tall palms and in the thick verdumb, although the noise he made was certainly no articulate speech as dure farther up the hill side, birds softly here and there, but there she knew speech or could imagine it. sang was a tropical stillness to which the a was it to stimulus her. At any rate diapason on the distant V opened her own parched lips and great heaving eh . Te to make reply, but her thirst, barriers was a foundation of sound with a rising terror and nervousness upon which to build a lonely quiet there might be, there made her dumb and no sound came Human beings on that island, if island it must be, man be The forth. preparing might to kill her. He could do so, if he will- were; but if so, they must be abiding on the farther side. She and the man ed, she thought, but she must drink or were alone. could not she she If die. speak, Standing on her feet, with a slight could make signs. She leaned forward raised her arm, hollowed her hand and renewal of her strength from what she had eaten and drunk, the woman dipped as if from a well and made as now felt less fear of the man. He had If to pour it into her lips. Then she stretched out both her hands to him treated her kindly. His aspect was He looked at In the attitude of petition. The man gentle, even amiable. stared hard at her. His brow wrinkled. her wistfully, bending his brows frbm ever and again shakJt was sucb a simple sign that any time to time and as a great dog looks at savage would have comprehended it, ing his head,with whom he would fain she thought, and yet it appeared to i the master he would fain whose in language speak, ber. watching despair, that it took 1 Brady y to-da- y Coin-cidentl- y e have some privacy. She could not always have him trailing at her heels. She turned by a great boulder, pointed to it, laid her hand on the man's shoulder and gently forced him to a sitting position by it. Then she walked away. He stared wistfully after her departing figure, and as she turned around to look at hitu, he sprang to his feet. she cried imperatively, No, no! making backward threatening motions with her hands, whereat he resumed his sitting position, staring at her until he lost her among the trees. Presently she turned and came back to him. It was so deathly lonely without him. He leaped to his feet as he saw her coming and clapped his hands as a child might have done, his face breaking out the while into a smile that was both trusttul and touching She felt better since she had him under this contiol, and together they walked on under the trees. CHAPTER II. Water!" She Gasped in Hoarse Whisper. understand, to whom he would fain impart his own ideas if he could. She stared at him perplexed. She was entirely at loss what to do, until her eyes roving past him detected a dark object on the water line just where the still blueness touched the white sand. The sunlight was from gleams of metal, ana thinking that she recognized it, shf j d stepped from the shade of the palmfS-JjL-an' made her way unsteadily toward it. The man, without a sound, followed closely at her side. Her vision had been correct, for she drew out of the sand a leather hand bag, such as women carry. It had been elaborately fitted with bottles and mirrors and toilet articles. Alas, it was in a sad state of dilapidation now. The bottles were broken, their contents gone. The bag had been lying in the boat when it had been hurled on the barrier in the night and the same storm and tide which had home her ashore had hurled it also on the sand. But it had come open in the The Silence of the Man Oppressed Her. battering and its contents were pitiably ruined. With eager eyes and fin- it. Eating and drinking evidently went She gers she examined everything. found intact a little mirror, a pair of together in the mind of the man, for when she raised her head, she found scissors, a little housewife which was him standing before her with both not a part of the fittings and she wondered how it failed of being washed hands filled with some of the fruit she had of before and other fruit. away, two combs and a package of She partakenshe thought recognized the breadhairpins. fruit and a species of banana. At any She had fought against starvation and having by this rate, she ate and thirst and loneliness and despair time recoveredagain to some extent her as she had fought against men and mental poise, she ate sparingly and she had not given way. She had set with caution. her teeth and locked her hands and Then having satisfied her material endured hardship like the stoutest she knelt down by the stream hearted, most determined soldier in needs, the history of human struggles. But and washed her face and hands. How as the realization of this small mis- sweet was the freshness of that water fortune burst upon her, she sank down to her face burned by the sun and the on the sands and put her head in her wind and subjected for a long time to hands and sobbed. Tears did her good. the hard spray of the briny seas. She She had her cry out, utterly unhin- would have been glad to have taken off her clothing and plunged into the dered, for the man stood by, shaking his head and staring at her and mak- pool, to have washed the salt of days from her tired to have had the ing those strange little sounds, but of- stimulus and body, of its refreshment fering in no way to molest her. sparkling coolness over her weary The water was beautifully clear and limbs. But in the presence of her dogshe could see on the other side of the like this was not yet possiattendant barrier the remains of her boat. Per- ble. some if were there time, need, haps Still she could and must arrange her she could get to that boat, but for the Of all the articles in her dresspresent all the flotsam and jetsam of hair. she was more fervently ing bag, in fearful wild a and her voyage lay thankful at that moment for the combs water-soakebag full of broken glass and battered silver from which she than anything else, the combs and the bad rescued a pair of scissors, a mir- little mirror and the hairpins small ror, two combs, a housewife full of things indeed, but human happiness as rule turns on things so small that rusty needles and some hairpins. O athe investigator and promotor thereof vanitas vanitatum! She was wearing a serviceable dress generally overlook them. And we of blue serge with a sailors blouse and know not the significance of the little a short skirt. Putting her precious until upon some desert island we are treasure trove within the loose blouse left with only those. It was still early, about eight and carrying the battered bag which she meant to examine more carefully oclock. How was she to pass the later, she turned and made for the day? She must do something. She shade of the trees again. For one thing felt she could not sit idly staring from the sun rising rapidly was gaining sea to shore. She must be moving. power and beating down with great No business called her; she must inforce upon her bare head. She had vent some. The compelling necessity enjoyed the protection of a wonderful- of a soul not born for idleness was ly plaited straw hat on her long voy- upon her. She would explore the land. age else she could not have borne the That was logically the first thing to be done any way and this was a highly heat, but that, too, was gone. As she walked inland, she noticed trained woman who thought to live by again off to her right that stream of rule and law albeit her rules were water which dropped over the tall poor ones. cliff in a slender waterfall a sweet inShe started inland, the man followviting pool at the base before it ran ing after. She had gained confidence through the sands toward the sea. She in herself with every passing moment. made her way thither and at the brink The man who looked at her as a dog knelt down and took long draughts of, she would treat as one. She must d Conscious of His Manhood. High noon and they were back at the landing place and she at least was very tired. Accompanied by the man, who made not the slightest attempt to ffuide her, after some difficulty she had succeeded in forcing her way through the trees to the top of the hill. Part of the time she had followed the course of the rivulet from which she had drank at the foot of the cliff. She was determined to get to the top, for she must see what was upon the other side. Humanitys supreme desire when lacing the hills has always been to see what was on the other side. The stimulus of the unknown was upon her, but it was coupled with a very lively desire begot of stern necessity to know what there was to be known of the land upon which she had been cast up by the sea. Her view from the hilltop she did not essay the unclothed and jagged peak; she could make her way around its base and see all that there was to see was not reassuring. She could detect on the other side of the island no more evidence of life than were presented by that she had first touched upon. In every direction lay the unvexed sea. The day was brilliantly clear; there was not a cloud in the sky. No mist dimmed the translucent purity of the warm air. Nothing broke the far horizon. The island, fair and was set alone in a beautiful, mighty ocean. In so far as she could tell, she and the man were alone upon it. The thought oppressed her. She strove to throw it off. The silence of the man oppressed her as well. She turned to him at last and cried out, the words wrung from her by the horror of the situation. Man, man, whence came you? How are you called? What language do you speak? Why are you here? The sound of her own voice gave her courage. Waiting for no answer, and indeed she realized that none could come, she stepped to the brow of the hill .where the trees hunreaed not to be and raising her voice calcd nnd called and called. There were answering echoes from the jagged crag behind her, but when these d'ed away there was silence unbroken save by the queer babbling, chuckling noises of the man. She looked at him with a sudden sinking of the heart. Had this godlike creature roaming the woods, this faun of the island been denied a brain, articulate speech? Was she doomed to spend the rest of her life aloDe in this paradise of the Pacific with a harmless madman forever by her side? What a situation was that in which she found herself! She was a highly specialized product In of the greatest of universities. science and in philosophy she was a master and a doctor. She should have had resources within herself which would enable her to be independent of the outside world, a world in which had been her experience, bitter, in which the last few weeks had been one long disillusionment And yet she was now overwhelmed with craving for companionship, for articulate speech, as if she had never looked into a book or given a thought to the deep things of life. If this man beside her would only do something, say something, be something rather than a silent satellite forever staring in wonder. If she could only solve the mystory of his presence, answer the interrogation that his very existence there alone presented. Her future, her present, indeed, should have engrossed her mind. What she was to do, how she was to live, the terrible problems in which his presence on the island involved her should have been the objects of her attention; they should have afforded food for thought to the keenest of women. She simply forgot them in her puzzled wonder at him. It would have been much simpler from one point of view if she had found the island uninhabited, and yet since the man was human and alive, in spite of her judgment, her heart was glad that he was there. She motioned to him to sit down and then she sat in front of him and studied him. He looked as little like a fool as like a knave. She could, indeed, detect no evidence of any intellectual capacity, but she thought, as she studied him keenly, that he possessed intellectual unlimited possibilities. There was a mind back of those bright blue eyes, that broad noble brow, but it semed to her a mind entirely undeveloped, mind utterly latent. Here was a soul, she thought half in fancy, half in earnest, that wu virgin to the world. How wise, how deeply learned she might be she face to face with this primeval norm. Could she teach this man anything? He seemed tractable, reverential, deferential now. Knowledge was power. Would it be power with him? Could she open those sealed doors of his floods mind, what would outpour therefrom, of power, of passion? Would she be swept away? It mattered not. She must try. The impulse seized her to begin now. Fixing her dark eyes upon him, she pointed directly at him with her finger. she said clearly and emMan, phatically. He was always looking at her. He had scarcely taken his eyes from her since she had seen him in the tall grass by the shore, but at her gesture and word his eyes brightened. There was that little wrinkling of the brow again which she had noticed, outward and visible sign of an inward attempt at comprehension. "Man!" she said passionately. she repeated over and over "Man, again. And then the unexpected happened. After innumerable guttural attempts, her unwitting pupil managed to articulate something that bore a distinct resemblance to the clearly cut monosyllable. Man! he said at last. It was a tremendous step in evolution, almost too great for any untutored human brain, for at once the man before her received a name and the Idea of name as well. In that instant, on the heaven kissed hill, he was differentiated from all the rest of creation forever. His consciousness hitherto vague, floating, incoherent, indefinite, was localized, given a habitation and a name. He knew himself in some way to be. "Man! he cried, growing more and more confident with every repetition and more and more accurate in catching the very Intonation with which she spoke. "Man! he cried, laying his hand Man!" upon his breast. He leaped to his feet and stretched out his arms. The doors wore open a little way. Ideas were beginning to edge thpir way through the crack. "Man! Man! Man!" he cried again and again, looking eagerly at her. She rose In turn and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly as she might a dog. And again the touch, the second touch that she had given so him strangely, affected him, strangely that for a moment she felt the soul within her shrink, but realizing instantly that hor domination over him was spiritual and immaterial and that the slightest evidence of timidity would be translated into universal language which even the lowest creation understands and that her dominion would go on the instant, she mastered herself and mustered him. Although she was but a woman whom he might have broken in his hands, she dominated him as the conscious soul ever , dominates the unconscious souL She essayed no more lessons, but ned and retraced her way to the shore where she had landed, which because she had landed there, she called home. On the way sba attempted an experiment She plucked from a low bush a bright colored frnit of whoso qua'ity and characteristics she was ignorant and slowly made as if to convey it to her lips. Man! cried the voice behind her, uttering its only word. She turned to find her companion looking fixedly at her and proffering other fruit which he had quickly gathered. She handed him that she had plucked in exchange. He shook his head, not in negation but rather In bewilderment and threw it from him, and then she understood in some way that the fruit was not good for food. How he had divined it, she could not Some compensating tell. Instinct, sharpened by use Into a protecting quality, had taught him. She had no such instinct. She had learned to depend upon reason and observation, and these failed her in the presence She was humbled of this unknown. a little in this thought. She craved meat and salt, having been trained to these things, the artificial diet and stimulant to which she had become accustomed, and her craving was the more insistent because she had been without them all that time in the boat. And yet when she had eaten the fruit that rature had provided in that tropic island, her craving was abated and she was satisfied. She felt that she could soon grow accustomed to such a diet if it were necessary. So musing she passed on under the trees and sat down on the sand again. vu (TO BE CONTINUED.) Looking Out for Him. Yeast Looking for some one you expected to come back for old-hom- e week ? Crimsonbeak Yes. Can I help you? Perhaps. I was looking for a fellow who borrowed $5 from me ten years ago and who forgot to pay it back. 1 thought perhaps hp'd come more." to town and try to borrow |