The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-09-29

talked as if he were an awkward country
youth
Then came back to him suddenly In all
their blackness his moody thoughts over the
! obdurate facts in the case. Prolong bis but
| terhy day as long as his money would allow,
! he must soon return to his normal condition
| OF country grub; he must return to the
/ farm, to his well worn clothes of antique cut
and neighborly patches, to the care of horses,
| cows, pigs and chickens, take pot luck" in
| the family kitchen, instead of carefully Sc
| Letting his meals from long bills OF fare In
/ stead of attending receptions in handsome
/ houses, he must seek society i'll church socia-
| bles and the hilarious yet very homely par
| ties given by neighboring farmers, and an
occasional affair. not much more formal, in
the VILLAGE
'Margie, Margie, wake up!" whispered
Lucia TO her slumbering sister, on returning
| from the Dinon party.
"Oh, dearI" drawled the sleeper; Tbs it
| breakfast time so soong'
! mo, you little goose; but you want to hear
all about the party don't your
ITO be sure / do" said the sister, with
long yawn and an attempt to sit up. Miss
Margie had heard that she was prettier than
her elder sister; she knew she YVES admired,
and she was prudently acquiring all possible
knowledge of society against her approaching
coming out" Tell me all about it. Who
was theref continued the drowsy girl, rub
bing her eyes, pushing some crinkly hair be-
hind her ears, and adjusting some pillows 50
that she might sit at ease. Then she put her
hands behind her head, and exclaimed, why
don't you go oni Pm all ears"
Lucia laughed derisively as she pulled an
ear small enough, almost, to be deformity,
| then tossed wraps and other articles of attire
carelessly about, dropped into a low rocker,
and said:
"0nly the usual set were there. danced
every dance, of course, and there was plenty
of cream and coffee. Agnes and her mother
know how to entertain; it's real pleasure to
go TO supper there. But I've kept the best to
the last There was one addition to the usual
display of young men-a tall, straight, hand
some, manly, awfully stylish fellow, that set
all the girls tongues running. You've seen
him, but I'll bet you pound of candy you
can't guess his name"
"Oh, don't make me guess when I'm nos
vide awake yet. Who was it,f
'It-was-Ph ilip-Haynl" said Lucia, so
earnestly that she seemed almost tragical.
Lucia Tramlay!'' exclaimed Margie, drop
ping her chin and staring blankly. Not
that country fellow who used to drive US
down to the beach at HayntonP'
THE very same; but he's nota country
fellow now Upon my word | shouldn't
have known him if hadn't known he had
been invited and would probably come.
was in terror lest he would come dressed as
he did to our reception last week, and tho
girls would get over their admiration of his
talk and tease me about him. But you never
in your life saw so splendid looking fellow
you really didn't. And he was very atten-
tive to me; he had to be; 1 took possession Of
him from the first. He doesn't dance, so
couldn't keep him dangling, but had him to
myself wherever men could be most useful.
Margie, what are you looking so wooden
about?"
1.-THE ideal" said Margie, in a far away
voice, as if her thoughts were just starting
back from some distant point. That heavy,
sober fellow becoming a city beaul It's like
Cinderella and the princess. Do pinch me, so
| may be sure Pm not dreaming"
''Margie," whispered Lucia, suddenly seat
ing herself on the bedside, and, instead of the
desired pinch, burying her cheek on pillow
ClOSS d16lIlSG Her SlSlSI > SUOulubT, dlb6I 10
had put me into the carriage he kissed my
hand-oh, ever so many times"
''Why, Lucia Tramlayl Where was papaF'
"He hadn't come down yet"
''GoodnessI What did you say or dos"
"What could 1: Before [ could think at
all twas all over and he was in the house"
THAT country boy airt!" exclaimed Mar
gle, going off into blankneSs again.
sharply. "You ought to have learned, even
in the country, that Philip Hayn is in earnest
in whatever he says or does"
ooh, deari" moaned Margie; Il don't want
countrymen making love to my sister"
81 tell you again, Margie, that he's simply
a splendid conference.-the handsomest and
most stylish of all whom Agnes Dinon in
vited-and 1 won't have him abused when
he's been so kind to me-"
"Lu," said Margie, turning so as to give
one of Lucia's shouldersa vigorous shake, az
believe you think Phil Hayn is in love with
you'll"
"What else can think?" said Lucia, with
out moving her head. Her sister looked at
her in silence a moment, and replied:
"a good deal more, you dear little wretch:
you can think you're in love with him, and,
what is more, you are thinking so this very
minute. Confess now!"
Lucia was silent; she did not move her
head, except to press it deeper into the pill
low, nor did she change her gaze from the
wall on the opposite side of the room; never
theess, she manifested undoubted signs OF
guilt. Her sister bent over her, embraced
her, covered her cheeks with kisses and called
her tender names, some of which had been al
most unheard since nursery days When
at last Lucia allowed her eyes to be looked
into, her sister took both her hands, looked
roguish, and said:
"Say, Lu, how does it feel to be in loves Is
it anything like what novels tell aboutzn
Don't ask me-" exclaimed Lucia, cor
shall have fit of crying right away"
We'll, I'll let you off--for little while, If
you'll tell me how it feels to have your hand
kissed"
ut feels" said Lucia, meditatively, "as f
something rather heavy was pressing upon
your glove"
''Ahl you're real mean" protested the
younger girl. But what will papa and
mamma says And how are you going to get
rid of Mr. Marge? give you warning that
you needn't turn him over to me when come
out | detest him."
II don't want to get rid of him, " said Lucia,
becoming suddenly very sober. ''Of course
l couldn't marry Phil if he were to ask me-
not if he's going to stay poor and live out Of
the world"
'But you're not going to be perfectly aI-
full, and marry one man while you love an
otherp
"I'm not going to marry anybody until
I'm asked" exclaimed Lucia, springing from
the bed, wringing her hands and pacing the
floor; land nobody has asked me yet; Idon't