The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-09-22

once made US in the grove by the beach?"
Indeed l do" said Phil II never shal
forget it. i" And he told the truth, for Luciat
look of horror when he brought from the
fire piece of board piled high with roasted
CLANS had been one of the few great mental
hampers of his life
''You made us forks from dried twigs.'
said Lucia II kept mine as, a memento; il
is hanging over my mantel now, with bow
of blue ribbon around it,"
Marge frowned perceptibly; Mrs. Tram
lay looked Mortified; but Pills face light.
ened GO &C. c.,icky that Lucia's little heart gave
q "a. bound. 49,.
why didn't you evd give a clam bake on
Sunday-the only dap could be thereF
asked Tramlay. I'D give more for such q
meal out Of doors than for the best dinner
that Delmonico could spread"
"Edgarl" gasped Mrs. Tramlay. 1t did
not reach him, though the look that accom-
panied it passed ia its full force from the foot
of the table to the head.
"Why, Sunday?" said Phil, with some hest
tation. Sunday is-Sunday."
'Quite true" said the host at is in the
country, at least; wish twas SO here"
Edgar" said Mrs. Tramlay, don't make
Mr.. Hayn think we are heathens. You know
we never fail to go to service on Sunday"
Eyes" said Tramlay; we're as good Phari-
sees as any other family in New York"
"And after that dinner in the woods con-
tinued Lucia, 1--WE went for pond lilies, don't
you remember? do believe l should have
been drowned in that awful pond if you
hadn't caught me-"
Again Marge's brows gathered perceptibly.
He merely drew her aside from muddy
place, +" whispered Mrs Tramlay.
"Wel, this is interesting, " said Tramlay, al
the other end of the table "Hayn, are there
many places out your way where silly girls
are likely to be drowned if they are allowed
to roam about without keepers"
"Quite a number" said Phil, as seriously
as if his host expected list of the Haynton
ponds and their relative depths. For in
stance, Boddybanks pond is about
''Oh, that was the pond where we went
canoeing-that pond with the funny namel
My wish was in that very canoe, on that
very pond, this very minute"
"Lucia" exclaimed Mrs. Tramlay.
81 know twas dreadfully impolite to say
before company" said Lucia, with a pretty
affectation of penitence, but everybody
knows | can't be there, and that 'twould be
too cold for comfort; so it doesn't do any
harm TO wish it. And | should like that
canoe trip over again; shouldn't you, PHILIP
~ certainly should" said Phil. THAT
pond is very pretty in summer, when every
thing arouAd it is green. There are great
many shades of green there, on account OF
there being great variety of trees and
bushes But you wouldn't know the place at
this season; and l think it's a great deal pref
tier. The ground-the water, too-is covered
with leaves Of bright colors; there are LOT
of blazing red swamp naples around it, in
spots, and three OF four cedar trees with poi
son ivy vines"-
UGH" calculated Mrs. Tramlay.
Poison ivy leaves, you know, are the
clearest crimson in the fall, Phil continued,
land they're so large and grow so close to-
gether that they make a bit of woods look
like splendid sunset"
"Oh, papal" exclaimed Lucia, clapping her
hands, lets go out to Haynton tomorrow,
just for two or three days"
Lucia" said her mother severely, "you
forget all your engagements for the next few
days"
Her fathers own child said Tramlay.
''She forgets everything bat the subject be-
fore her. She would make a good business
man-if she weren't a girl"
81 saw some couples out canoeing at Mount
Desert, last season." drawled Marge. at
seemed to me dreadfully dangerous, as well
as very uncomfortable for the lady"
"Oh, our canoe wasn't one of those wretched
little things; was it, Phil? Twas great
long pond boat, made of beech bark"-
Birch, suggested Phil.
Birch bark, and SO heavy that couldn't
upset it, though tried my hardest"
Lucia" The voice was Mrs, Tramlay's,
of course
why, mamma, the water wasn't knee
deep; l measured it with the paddle"
Mrs. Tramlay sank back in her chair, and
whispered that if the family ever went to the
country again she would not dare leave that
child out of her sight for a single instant,
but she had hoped that girl % years Of age
would have enough sense not to imperil her
own life. As for that farmer fellow, she had
supposed he was sensible enough to-
You wouldn't have tried that trick if I
mad been in the canoe, Miss Tramlay," said
Phil.
why not!" asked Lucia. She knew how
"Well, would have been responsible for
you, you know-your instructor in naviga-
ton, so to speak, and it's one of the first
principles of that art not to take any risks
unless something's to be gained by it"
"Good!' exclaimed Tramlay.
Not bad, assented Marge
But I'd have got something if I'd sue
ceeded in upsetting the boat" said Lucia;
I'D have got ducfing."
Then everybody laughed .-everybody but
Mrs Tramlay, who intimated to Marge that
Lucia was simply being ruined by her IA
theirs indulgence.
The dinner ended, the host and Marge re-
tired to the library to smoke. Phil was in
vited to accompany them, but Lucia ex-
claimed:
Phil has been too well brought up to have
such bad habits. He is going TO keep me
from feeling strN;d, as ladies always do
while gentlemen smoke after dinner"
She took Pills arm and led him to the
drawing room, where the young man soon
showed signs of being more interested in
the pictures on the wall than in the girl by
his side.
"These are very different from the pictures
you used to see in our little parlor in Hayn-
ton," said Phil Different from any ir our
town, in fact"
Are they!" said Lucia. But you might
be loyal to home, and insist that yours were
unlike any in New York; because they were,
you know"
~ didn't suppose they were anything un-
usual" said Phil, quite innocently.
"Oh, they were, though" insisted Lucia,
find one of them in any parlor in New York.
Let me see; do believe could name them
all if were to close my eyes moment.