The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-10-13

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49, 3SNssTlfuSSI1 of Pills acquaint-
N SitsiiliA VesA w ance with Lucia.
S6RESAy WI There was no lack
NNSN SS$$Ez Of stories, however,
A@SS% regarding the cou-
pie; in any part of
the civilized world, no matter how stolid the
inhabitants, there is imagination enough TO
replace the absent links III desired chain of
facts
All that Haynton and its vicinity really
knew about the supposed Hayn-Tramlay affair
was that the Tramlays had been at Hayn
farm, that they had daughter named Lucia
whose age did not differ much from Phil's,
that Phil had been in New York for more
than fortnight, that he had gone direct
from Sol Mantring's sloop to Tramlay's office,
that he had been seen in New York in store
clothes, and that he admitted having seen
Lucia once or twice. Out of these few facts,
which would have been useless to even de-
tective were he unable to treat them as mere
clews to be followed carefully, the enterpris
ing people of Haynton constructed number
of stories, each of which hung together admir-
ably. That they differed radically from one
another was not the fault of the local ro-
mancers; they had honestly done their best
with the material at hand.
Phil did not regard the matter in this light.
When day by day his little brothers returned
from school with tales they had heard from
class mates and wondered greatly that they
had not first heard them at home PhiI's tenn
per broke loose so suddenly that the boys al
most feared to repeat all they had heard.
The wrathful young man learned that he had
eroposed to Lucia and been refused, that he
hi been accepted, apparently at the same
ffhterview, that Tramlay was to build hand
Ysome house on the water front of Hayn Farm
for his daughter as a wedding present, that
Phil took his refusal so seriously to heart
that he was going to study for the ministry,
and that while in New York he had fallen
into drinking habits so deeply THAT Tramlay
had been obliged to write Farmer Hayn to
hurry to the city and remove his unfortunate
son from the scene Of temptation.
Phil grumb!ed and stormed; hee even vowed
that if gossip about him did not end he would
go to sea He thought seriously of publishing
a list of denials in the weekly paper, edited
in the county town, which devoted a column
or two to Haynton news. Then he wondered
whether he might not make a confidant of the
minister and beg that a sermon be preached
on the sinfulness of gossip; but this plan dis
approaching marriage was traced, almost
with certainty, TO the minister himself.
But the worst trial of oil remained. On
Sunday he met at church and in the young
peoples Bible class all the girls who lived at
or near Haynton. Some of them belonged to
churches other than that which included the
Hayn family among its members, but for once
they waived denominational preferences and
went to the First church, and not only to see
PhiHs new clothes and cane, of which Sol
AiaSSing had brought such astonishing re
D ports.
They were as good and sweet hearted, those
Havuton grs, as any of their sex on the face
of the earth. Fashions tribe old and lack
Of professional advice as to how best TO en-
hauce their natural charms bv borrowing
from art could not disguise the fact that
some Of them were quite pretty. 1t was not
their fault that Pills heart had gone else
where for a mate, but that the young man
himself was greatly TO blame for such
course WAS the general opinion among them,
and they would have at least the consolation
of seeing how he had been affected by step
go unusual among Haynton youth. And
what questions those girls eyes did ask
There was no need that they should put any
of them into words; Phil understood them
all, with the result that never before on Sum
day had he heard SO little of sermon, hymn
For prayer, or betrayed so feeble a grasp OF
the topic of the day in the Bible class.
So seriously was his mind disturbed that he
held himself sharply to account, examined
his evidences" in the time honored and ortho-
dox manneE, and resolved that lack of occu-
patton was at the bottom of his trouble. He
would begin bright and early Xosday Daorrf
ing an extension of the big GS.SA in the
marsh land; If tho mud and stones and roots
and quiclisands, the Juggling and straining
and perspiring, sure to be incident to the
work would not cure him, he grimly told
himself, then his case was hopeless indeed.
Bravely he kept his word. At sunrise he
was already on his way to the marsh, and by
the middle of the morning a single sensation
. ssficompassed his entire mind; it was that
Stitching was the hardest, dirtiest, forlOrnest
work that ever fell to a farmers lot. He
dragged one heavily booted foot after the
other from the ooze, leaned on his spade and
offered himself five minutes rest.
He looked YEARLY along the prolongation
of the line Of the DITCH already completed,
and wondered how many hundred days the
entire improvement would require. Before
he decided his calculations were disturbed by
the sound of the family dinner bell. He
looked at the sun, which was his only time
piece while at work, and wondered what
could have befallen the hitherto faithful
family clock Again the bell sounded, and
who's he looked in the direction of the house
he saw, on the brow of the hill behind the
orchard, his mother waving her apron to
him. Something was the matter; what could
it beg trampg-a persistent lightning rod
man? He hurried toward the house, and soon
saw that his mother was waving also some
thing that looked like q handkerchief and
then like piece of paper. A little nearer
and he heard his mother shouting:
Fathers writ We've got a letter."
Phil ran nearly all the way up the Hill; he
had not performed that difficult feat since he
sRd another boy had raced up, in coasting
A4ane, in wild strife as to whAsh should capture
aspopular girl and take her down on his sled
A letter from his father was indeed an unu-
seAl4eyent. for the old man had not been