Evening Star Newspaper, April 7, 1935, Page 93

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J THIS WEEK 13 Coming Willow Ware Continued from page nine Z 2 NEXT ISSUE view, poledatln;h-peedbvmlm ally. “Our little days are full of endings terns painted with — and beginnings. bladrhuoglyphnwmfimnlts At that moment a brilliant awnings, proclaiming in ex- face. Below her upon the deck lay A sort breeze rippled the water, hid the door fell with a sharp tra t *“Insi the dead body of Wu T'sa, wearing a shaking the drooping painted sail. Clatter before the unseemly haste of a barge of the Munificent Wu T'sa” and dignity it never knew in life. Beside it, The barge veered in response and middle-aged C a rugstrewn diased deck his pedier’s cotton tunic stained with moving slowly out into the gleaming whose age-old traditions of upon which an elaborately robed man bilood, lay Ho Nan. Between the two i silently down the composure battled with an expression stream singly and in heaps of twos and threes, stream of haunting fear. E: lone coolie propelling the sam- robbers and boatmen alike littered the *’Ho Nan — Ho Nan — " she sobbed, pan uttered a . reeking boards. Lee Tah sped toward T'sao Chun's lowered lids nearly ‘‘the avenger — he has come. 'Chu Lai?’ he called y. the body of her lover. concealed the dreaminess of his eyes. My host rose to his feet. From his Ho Nan raised his head to the level “My love, my love, say that thou I came to with a start. “Is that the sleeve he drew forth a very modemn of the matting roof. Lee Tah followed. but livest!™ she sobbed. As her silver end?”’ I inquired. revolver, then faced the door. “Arm of Kwan Yin, thy protec- teardrops bathed his face, Ho Nan My host’s face was a mask. *‘Six others went not back,” he said tion!” she gasped. “It is Wu T'sa.” opened his eyes and smiled. “Who knows?”’ he said enigmatic- simply. “They willnot send aneighth.” Ho Nan’s arm encircled her. “To the willows by the bank!” he com- hoarsely. 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