The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-10-06
COUNTRY LUCK
By JOHN HABBERTON,
: Author of "Helen'S Babies, Etc.
Copyrighted by 1ippinoot and Pub
ished by Permission through
By JOHN HABBERTON,

that he, like ais Iatner, knew oeIIer Gnan 4
what was going on in the world. l believe
he'll make first rate business man; I'm will
ing to try him, at any rate"
Marge stole glance at Lucia; that young
lady was looking at a chicken croquette as
intently as if properly to manage such q
morsel with fork required alert watchful-
ness.
1.-THE idea of farmers boy in New York
merchants counting room!" exclaimed Mrs
! Tramlay.
''You seem to forget, my dear, that nearly
all the successful merchants in New York
were once country boys, and that all the new
men who are making their mark are from
everywhere but New York itself"
"If young Hayn is os sensible as you-think
him, he will probably be wise enough to de-
cline your offer and go back to his fathers
farm. You yourself used to say that you
would rather 10 in their business than your
own"
bright woman!" replied Tramlay, with a
smile and a nod; but l wouldn't have
thought so at his age, and l don't believe
Hayn will. l can afford to pay him as
much as that farm earns in year-say
fifteen hundred dollars; and l don't believe
he'll decline that amount of money; twill
enable him to take care of himself in good
bachelor style and save something besides,
! Pm sure, too, he'd like to remain in the city,
country youths always do, after they have a
taste of it.n
Again Margie glanced at Lucia, but the
chicken croquette continued troublesome, and
no responsive glance came back.
! ''He had far better be at home" persisted
Mrs. Tramlay, where the Lord put him in
the first place"
well" said Tramlay, finishing cup of
coffee, 'if the Lord had meant every one TO
remain where he was born, don't believe he
would have given each person pair of feet.
And what a sin it must be to make railroad
| iron, which tempts and aids hundreds of
thousands of people to move aboutp
Don't be irreverent, Edgar, and, above all
things, try not to be ridiculous, said the
! lady of the house And when you've spoiled
this youth and he goes back to home disap-
pointed man, don't forget that you were
warned in time.n
'Spoiledl That sort of fellow don't spoil;
not if I'm any Judge of human nature. Why,
if he should take notion to the iron trade,
there's nothing to prevent him becoming a
! leon of steel rails, or angle iron, or some
thing. Like enough Ill be glad some time to
| get him to indorse my note"
Once more Margie's eyes sought her sisters,
but Lucia seemed to have grown near sight
ed over that chicken croquette, for Margie
could see only a tiny nose tip under a tangla
of yellow hair.
MY capacity for nonsense is lessening as
grow older" said Mrs. Tramlay. ''I'n have
to ask you to excuse me-" Then, with the
air of an oYerworked conservator of dignity,
the lady left the dining room.
Excuse me, too" said her husband a mo-
ment later, after looking at his watch.
Conversation is the thief of time-in the
early morning Good-by children"
Margie sprang from her chair and threw
her arms around her fathers neck. She was
a fairly affectionate daughter, but such ex-
uberance came only by fits and starts, and it
was not the sort of thing that any father with
a well regulated heart cares to hurry away
! from, even when business is looking up.
| When finally Tramlay was released he re-
marked:
~ used to have two daughters-eh, Luz"
Lucia arose, approached her father softly
and with head down, put her arms around
him and rested her head on his breast as she
had not often done in late years, except after
a conflict and the attendant reconciliation.
Her father gave her mighty squeeze, fat
tened a few crimps and waves that had cost
, some effort to produce and finally said:
II must be off Give me kiss, Lu."
The girls face did not upturn promptly, so
the merchant assisted it. His hands were
strong and Lucia's neck was slender, yet it
took some effort TO force that little head to q
kissable pose When the father succeeded,
ne exclaimed:
'What splendid complexion October air
brings to girl who's spent the summer in
the countryl There; good-by."
Away went Tramlay to his business. The
instant he was out of the room Margie
snatched Lucia in her arms and the couple
waltzed madly about, regardless of the fact
that the floor of New York dining room
has about as little unencumbered area as that
Of the smallest apartment in tenement
house.