Ka Leo o ka Lahui, Volume II, Number 197, 20 May 1891 — A ROMANCE. [ARTICLE]

A ROMANCE.

(C()NTINt T KI).) Nyama liave no right to eome on ■fihore. He \vi(l Jiave to go to liowowee lHlan«l an<l nerve in the eane fieldB for five years. When I heard hewaa arreHted I was «orrv; but I eannol help Lim. I eame at onee t-o see you. I ean sa\ e you froni all trouble. You cannot. go into tlie rongh har<i life on a plantation. I will give you a niee little eottage, fnrni.«h it beautifully for you, make it aJovely litile nest for my prettv p.et. I will eome and see you eyery dav 8o you will never get lonesome. The supervisor had watehed Faza cloeely during this Hpeeeli, who when she heard that Nyama must go to another island covered her face witli her hands and sobbed again. "I will go with my hugband. Tell me where he is, M Bhe said. The &upervisor went up to lier and canght her wrists in his handH and pushing lier hands away from her kee and down behind her, lifted her in his arms. Faza struggled desperately and remongtrated so loudly that he waa eompelled toreleaseher. *'You are very loolieh," he eaid .»but I will see y«u again," and be left the room. ShethoUghtnow only of how to find Nyama. Bhe wanted to go to him, and go with him wherever their evil star might lead. Shedidnot know a word of English and it was already dark. She was afraid to go out. She must wait tillinorning. Ha\nng reached thia conclusion, ehe applied some cold water to her face and combed out her long hair, t,hen she took off her shoes and then her dress. She was unfastening her corset when a sharp knocking eame at thc door. Hastily thrusting the offending article into ? drawer and pulling her drese up over her shoulders again, she opened the door. It was Moromot-o of the stemaship, looking fresh and dandified as ueual.

"My goodness !" he exclaimed, "wliat in the world is the matter ?" Faza explained not quite steady ae to tier voice, her hair flowing all around her. As she ppoke the young officer looked with growing adoairation. Her white feet ehowed under the white dress aa she sat on the edge of the bed and the unbottoned drese suggeeted • how eaeily it might comeoff, andgave glimp--Bes of white ekin and scarcely concealed the plnmp, ronnd breast, The thought flashed throagh theyoung man'e mind; the fire ran through his veins; ever>' mueele and nerve began tobeat aad tingle. He felt the fierce glow, the iuiperative impilae of animal love. the deaire of the wild beast to forcibly take poaeeeeion of the obiect of its passion and to oyeroorae opposition with tooth and elaw. Hethought } if Nyama were dead Faza would belong to hiin. The idea wae fescinating. Perhaps he wonld never get out of Jail, and then~Faaa «topped epeakine. He had not heftrd the last of her story. He etarted. "I know you will help us, eir Moromoto," ehe concluded, s, you haye been 80 kind," and she looked up at him appealingly and smiled a little. It was maddening; he lifted liie hands—and thrnst them in hie pockets. ' Yes," he eaiu ehortly, "I will see what ean be dono," and left the room. He was glad to get out into the cood air, out of the warm bedroom. and its strange temptatiou. He took a deep breath tind wonde«Hl ht his infatuation. But the viaion of the beautiful girl, s«ttmg in dislubille on the edge of ker bed still followed him. He felt aehamed of his treachery, reeoh*ed to <io all in his power for hvs friend and if he w&s really gone—F&sa« He went to the poUee etation &nd not find him there. He went to the S}ipeTvi9Qr** Office, if was cloeed. H* went to the Japane«e Coneulate. The Oonaul waa out, but the clerk directed hiin to hi* reeidence. (To beContinued).