The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-08-04

| 1OUI NOIuS aI0 uO QOuOI wen u61IlI.
Archie, but they are uncalled for. 1 am
content to be one of q hundred now;
there is no reason l should not be; but l
may outstand the ninety-and-nine, and
be swinging my censor all alone some
day." he said, laughingly; and, putting
his arm through Archie's, they continued
their walk in peace and quietness.
Archie made up his mind to say no
more upon the subject, no matter what
he might think. GAS well try to sweep
the cobwebs out of the sky with 4 whisk
broom as to open a mans eyes when he
is in this condition" he said to himself.
Rush was not always content with
himself or with his position. There were
times when he resented being treated as
a boy. One night in particular he was
in lamentable state of mind. He had
gone to the academy with Helen and her
aunt, and, naturally, expected to take
them home; but West Hastings came be-
hind the scenes with Uncle Lightfoot
Myers, Mrs. Dick Griswold and q lot of
other people to congratulate the prima
donna on a Brilliant evenings work, and
invited the whole party to supper at Del
monico's.
Helen, who thought that Rush had
brought her to the theatre to accommo-
date her rather than for any pleasure to
himself, believed that he would be glad
of the release, and said, in her politest
tones: 81 won't trouble you to take me
T.
and these good friends have kindly vol
unteered their services. 1t was very
good of you to bring me. Good night"
she added, putting out her hand. He
bowed over it. but said nothing as he
turned to 60 Stay one moment" said
Helen, taking up one of the dozen bou-
quets that had been thrown to her. 1t
was of red roses; they were not SO com
mon then as they are today. West
Hastings had sent it, He always sent
the same, for he liked TO hear people
say, as it fell upon the stage. ''That is
from West Hastings; he always sends
those big red roses"
"Mr. Hurlstone, don't You want Il
rose:" And, choosing the finest one
from the bunch, she fastened it in his
buttonhole.
''Thank YOU" he said, rather stifiy as
he bowed himself out. He would have
felt better in his mind if he had seen the
expression of annoyance that passed
over West Hastings face and known the
cause. But he didn't, and he went out
across the dimly lighted stage in most
unenviable frame of mind
Gam tame cat, after ALP he asked
himself, bitterly. 'Shall allow her to
kick me out of her way, and then come
purring back and be happy again to rub
up against her garments? What an idiot
am! This sort of thing will drive all
the manhood out of me. I had better
take to the wilds and chop wood to the
end of my days. That at least would be
a manly vocation. I'll never see her
again. I'll forget all that has been so
pleasant and buckle down to work. I'll
win fame and fortune, and then she will
see what she has LOST
And he pictured scenes of future great
ness, where he stood conspicuously In
the foreground receiving the homage of
the crowd for what, he had not quite
made up his mind), while in the back
ground Helen Knowlton looked on and
sighed, and said to herself: ''Ah, me!
what might have beenp He found him
self gazing with his minds eye) more
intently at the background, where he
pictured Helen, than at the foreground,
where he pictured himself. Poor boyi
he really suffered tortures. Just at that
moment life did not seem worth living
He had been walking aimlessly along as
these thoughts had been flying through
his brain, and he did not notice where
he was until the awning across the side
walk Git was cloudy night reminded
him that he was in front of Delmonico's.
He almost recoiled "If she saw me
she would think was following her."
he muttered. The thought hardly passed
through his mind when he heard his
name called, and, turning, he saw Bessie
Archer, her father and Archie Tiliing
hast alighting from a carriage drawn up
at the curb.
W. SlS Juou S5Oll1e3 ANU OCAo W hNs'S
bird; won't you come with us? I'm
sure Uncle Archer and Cousin Bessie
will be delighted" said Archie, pulling
him gently by the arm. Mr.. and Miss
Archer added that nothing would give
them greater pleasure, and they said it
with SO much sincerity that Rush ac-
cepted the invitation. Their cordially
was not his only reason for accepting.
He hoped, poor boy, that Helen would
see him there, and with another woman!
1t was quite late and there were not more
than half dozen people in the restau-
rant. The birds, however, had barely
been served when feminine rustling
was heard in the doorway, and a voice
that brought the blood to Rush's cheeks
and set his heart to beating like trip
hammer said, 81 feel too tired to climb q
fight of stairs; let us have supper in
here; it is late, and every one has gone.
She didn't see the little party. 1t was
Just out of her range from the door. So
they came and were waved to their seats
by the dignified Francois, whom Rush
had mistaken for Delmonico the first
time he visited the place.
'Why, there is Bessie Archer" said
Helen, bowling and smiling, and bowling
and smiling again as she recognized
Rush and the others. Rush had hit upon
plan of action. He was going to make
Helen see that he could be happy with
another woman (she had never for mo-
ment doubted it). and he laid himself out
to be agreeable to Bessie. For her part,
Bessie was very much predisposed in his
favor, and was not at all averse to his
nttnnfinns Whan her health ,raa rro-