Bloomington High School - Gothic Yearbook (Bloomington, IN)

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Stir oiutlitf The white man, gazing wildly at Kapiz. said. “What was that? Kapiz «lid not answer. l ut only stood leaning n his gun, a far-away look in his eye. Heaven help us. cried the Americano, why don’t you answer? Don't you know that was the cry of some wo- man’ Kapiz still remained unmoved. Are you a coward? the white man ask««l. I will see what it means. Anil he started oil-. As he went, the long lingers of Kapiz. slipped the knife from the white man’s bolt. The brushes crashed In-hind and Kapiz. turne«| quickly. Mela come running up and fell at his feet. The Americano.” sin- whispered, excitedly, where : he? He will kill you.” Come. said Kapiz. And they walked in the direction taken by the white man. .S sm. through the brushes ahead, they saw the Ameri- cano. His throat was torn, and he lay dead upon the ground. As they came up, there was a flash of yellow as a panther darted into the thicket. Kapiz glanced at the dead man. and said: The Amer- icano has answered the cry of the wilderness. Come. .Mela, the yellow boasts are hungry. n ILLINGWORTH WINS SOU PART SHORT STORY CONTEST (Our Suntan uul By Ninetta Illingworth PART Walter of Lisle, returning from the Holy Wars, rode I alone in advance of the scattered remnants of those who had so courageously set out for the rosuce of the Holy City. He rode his stood well, and yet in his carriage there was something that betokened a man not quite satisfied with his accomplishments of the past, nor with that which lay I before him in the future. As he looked back over the brave I hut fruitless warfare of the past months, he thanked God I that he had upheld the honor of his ancient un l knightly I family by taking no life except in fair battle, and by turn- ing aside from plunder and vandalism as a thing unworthy. As he looked forward, he thought he saw In-fore him a long life, full of happiness; a mai«l waited his coming, and his I worldly possessions were very great. But yet. he hesitated. We wondered why he should I o ONE. hesitate. Could he not render the Lord that which was «lue him. and yet keep his great riches and his low with a fair lady? Hail not his mother govemei! his household, to- gether with her husband, in the f«-ar of God, and had they not reared seven children to the glory of God? Well, had they! Wax the vain glory of a nobles' life all that the !. ird asked of him. and w«-r«- his brothers and sis- ters devoted with singleness of purpose to the religious life? And the lady whom he loved and was waiting his return, —her father was the temporal lord for whom h«- fought— was very fair, and he longed for her. Was she a reason for his turning away? Occupied with these and similar thoughts. Walter of Lisle pursued his way into his own country—France. There was a growing familiarity in the scenes upon which his eyes | S.fc. t 19lT| I rirkivmttm iir«i kal • ■!(. 4i». Mfcrlker kr mfprrrlmlrm II □

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T »l«« his broad shoulders and strange looking eyes; eyes which she seemed afraid to look Into. And when the Americano called her to sit beside him on the couch, she obeyed, knowing not why. But when he placed his arm about her. she moved away, unable to un- derstand. You are not afraid of mo. are you. Mela' he asked. She Mood still, without answering. She did not know what to answer. Come. Mela. I would not hurt you. he said, advancing toward her. The white man was near her when his nostrils caught the smell of tobncco smoke Turning, he saw Kapix in the door-way. smoking a cigarette. Ah. Kaplx. said the Americano, with a smile. Kapix did not answer. Next morning, before the whit.- man had risen. Kapix removed the cartridges from a pistol which hung upon the wall of the hut. Then he left for the forest Immediately afterward the Americano -prang from h;- couch and. through the open door. watched the mute taken by Kapix. Then he cursed the native under his breath The black devil. he muttered, could he have read my thoughts? He had slept not a wink the whole night, but had lain there upon his gras couch planning: planning against his black benefactor. Kapix. They were desperate plans, for a moment later he was holding Mela, the wife of Kapix. in his arms, pouring out wild words to her while she trembled in fright and surprise. Mela, do you hear me? he spoke rapidly and with flushing eves. Listen to me. I love you You are beauti- ful. and I love you. Kapix is In the forest, and I will follow him and then return alone, and you will be my ‘mnrida. V will live together hero, without Kapix; do you under- stand?—without Kapix' 1 will go into the forest with my IV. ■ • iO I. all knife, and will leave Kapix and m knife there, in the forent. and then return and you will be my marida Mela, do you understand?' She tore herwelf away The Americano ahoved a «tiletto into hu belt and atartrd out. At the door lie turned. “Remember. I will return alone, and you will be my Then he dmuihd the tiamboo ladder rapid!v and darted into the fnre»t. following the trail takm by KapU. Mela stood trembling where th white man had left her Then she ran to the door and aaw th. Americano aa he dis- appeared in the jungle She wai weak and ilaxed from the rfteets of the white man'» action . When .he Anally realized the Americano'» intention», •he thrva herself before a crucifix. which hung upon the wall Then she darted from the room, down the ladder, and into the forent. V. Kapix. deep in the forest, stopped to luten. The •••und came again. Hr gripped hi title and turned, expecting to see the r e of a panther gating at htm. What he ww wag the white man. the Americano, wtth a drawn knife in hi hand. “Ah. Scnor American». I did not know that you, too. were hunting in the forest. greeted Kapix. I wanted a cigarette, and tried to overtake you,” «aid the white man. humediy slipping the knife into hi» belt again Kapu said nothing, but handed him rice paper and to bacco. Roth stood in silence, the white man rolling hi cigarette. Then from within the forest came a cry: a cry often heard in the forest of Brazil; yet the white man atarted and dropped hi half-made cigarette. The cry came again.

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fell, lie vi»» nearing Ihr church of Chatilkm. In the base of th summer evertit he «in' iU »p«rr dimly outlined iirninst It» background of tree». reflecting the beautiful tint from the descending »un. AH won silent. Little by little, inch .HCiwrntc detail crept out of the hose .1« he Ap- proached the crow . shining pun- gold on the Ivy-rrown spin-. The stained glass window» were tire red from the r.un'i ray —In contrast to the grny. cool. moss-grown stone of which the church was built. A lone binl chirped '. » the teacher, in tht» church hi» mother had entrusted h»» education Hut he wan not thinking of the church, the teacher , nor hi? mother at that moment Someone wan landing in the path in fn»t of the chureh It was her from whom he had been tempted to flee as from 11 nln against f«od Her face beamed with joy a- she recognised him from afar off She tried to bide her pleasure a he dismounted h» bom and took her hand» half caressingly in both his own. In the moment h. forgot hi» cruple» and rave him .elf over to the real and undisguised pleasure of thb meet- ing— and his home coming. “And how hast thou been, fair Alith. and thy people and my people I have lieen well. Walter, but the day have been U.ng Not much happen» at ChatUkm The no n are so busy with war. and the women grow sick with waitinr for prae» Th people—I wish— What dost wish. Alith r I wish—Oh. Walter, it I» thy mother' Must Alith be the one who breaks the new»? Is my mother—dead’ Ami her son whom she hived of all her children not with her In her last hour? Oh. Cod. what hopes she had of me' You need not tell me. I know it Is true—too true. He dropped her hami» and stepped back A look of brooding sorrow and self-contempt took the place of genial comradeship he had shown the woman he almost loved, and who truly loved him. She felt the change and it sola-ml q and hurl her deeply Why. in hia «wrcm-. •» £ m bn nearer to him than any other? And ywt, ah Mt cut With'n haaty word uf futvxv.ll. hr mounted his tired charger and .purred him . the road toward ho« when- he hod 1. ft hU m, • , whW month. Hr renumbered the very .pot «» which they had «tomi to get her ami what hr had Aid wa written on hia heart UmIav Ttu time arc rip.- (or great deed , and the grratrwt i. he who. availing him lf of (hi rruMuhny . -iU turj part of it to th« regeneration of a corrupt and lugK» h apiritual life which ha crept into the devutwr « of our eVerv' Our itioniiiicric haw t ecom pi. -- -f »u« and luruiA and impurity Thev aw not mn h.ru ea of Warning from which a man mav indue nee th» worid Th ■ w.r en- coiimjfwi to writ and read hooka. T1h- taught new and butter nt« thud» of farming and were a great help to wddy. On I- .V-voted mm can effect a change Th imagination of th. ag - ha fixed it .deal fur th.- chump » uf !'• eau« Could ! th.ni not k ve (fed better? Walter deal thaw k fw . woman OH. wiv ...n? My on' If thou ceuid be th V» h. recalled all ihi- owe more hi thought hashed bark to Alith -tamling by the church at Chattiloo. PART II. Sometime!- it take year- to bring life t.. that china for which event, hax. been preparing, and yet when that ten moment .»rriv for which life ha« waited, it cum , unher- alded It 11 a long journey through the week. and month und year, from Alith in the path before the old ChatiUon church to the wen in th Valley of Wormwoud. where th Miundii of labor or the chant of the choral Mtrvicr ahm brx-ak the alienee deep a nigh: Prom the hill overlooking th«- xalley, a .(ranger looked down He noted the wditude of the place. between dm».- foret. In a narrow gorge of neighboring hill He noted the dreadful aileoor. and rw- q