"When the moon of blossoms is here, the panther shall roll at the beautiful lady's feet." "The moon of blossoms!" I said.

"The moon of blossoms is a long way off.
I have panthers myself to tame before it comes.

This wild night gives one wild thoughts, Master Sparrow.

The loud wind, and the sound of the water, and the hurrying clouds--who knows if we shall ever see the moon of blossoms ?" I broke off with a laugh for my own weakness.

"It's not often that a soldier thinks of death," I said.