The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-08-18
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fectionately by the hand. Rush was sc
astonished that he had nothing to say
but John was perfectly at his ease
Rush remembered the vehemence witt
which John had denied any acquaint
ance with Leoni, and his heart misgave
him-not for Johns sake, but for Leoni's
and for that of Amy Bayliss.
so you know Mr.. Stone?' said Leoni
Glow very NIGEL am SO glad you arc
friends"
Rush saw that there was a mystery
about this acquaintanceship, but this was
not the time or the place to unravel it
so he bade them good evening, and took
his leave. What did it mean? John
was evidently on terms of intimacy il
the Celia household.
John was an attractive fellow and Leon
was, to say the least, very much inter.
ested in him.. There would be no harm
in this if John were not engaged to Amy
Bayliss. Poor little Amy! Rush thought
of her big blue eyes and baby face. He
would like to thrash John, if he was
going to throw the confding little thing
over after winning her affections so thor.
oughly. And Leoni-what would she
say if she knew of Johns engagement!
But perhaps, after all, Rush was magni.
flying the affair.
Perhaps if Rush had seen Amy Bayliss
she might have told him that there was
no falling off in Johns attentions. His
letters were frequent, but short, and his
flowers came regularly. Amy felt quite
happy. for John had named their we'd
ding day in one of his early letters. TIC
be sure, he had made no allusion to il
lately, but the thing once settled, why
harp upon it?
John had not faltered in his affection
for Amy, but new affection had sprung
up in his heart, and he was madly in love
with Leoni Celia. He was one of those
men who are SO constituted that they can
love two women at the same time, but
not alike. John was more in love, per-
haps I should say more wildly in love,
with Leoni than he was with Amy. Her
dark Italian eyes fascinated him, and
there was something in his nature that
enjoyed loving woman who was before
the public. He liked to sit in the theatre
and say to himself as she came tripping
down the stage, THAT is the. girl 1 love:
| you may clap your hands and shout
yourselves hoarse, gentlemen, but she
doesn't care button for one of you.
am the man of her choice!"
Now, Rush, on the contrary, was not
at all attracted by the professional life
of the woman he loved. He couldn't
bear the idea Of her being public
character" whom every one felt at
liberty to speak of with perfect free
dom, and whose photograph any man
could buy. If he could have affoAded it,
he would have bought every photograph
Of Helen that had been taken, and have
hidden it away where no one but he
could see it. He could hardly keep his
hands off man he met in Nassau
street shop one day. The man was max
ing collection of stage favorites, and
he had a lot of Helen's photographs
spread out on the counter before him.
These he picked up and criticised in t1lrn.
He didn't mean to say anything out of
the way, but Rush wondered, when he
thought it over, why he had not stran-
gled him on the spot. Instead of that, he
hurried out of the shop, after shooting
glances at the man that must have left
him with the impression that his visa
Wis was lunatic. But John enjoyed
seeing Leoni's photographs in the shop
windows. She was the favorite dancer
of New York; why shouldn't her picture
be for sale? The oftener he saw it the
better he was pleased. He was affec-
tomato, but there was nothing senti-
mental about him.
Rush tried to see his brother the day
after the meeting at the Cellas, but he
couldn't find him. 1t must have been a
fortnight before he met him, and in the
mean time he had taken his first Italian
lesson from the ex-cannon ball tosser.
Leoni was not at home. She was at
tending rehearsal at the Academy of
Music, and Signora Celia was out in
Third avenue, marketing. Rush tried to
find out, without prying too deeply into
his brothers affairs, just what Johns po-
sition in the household was. He did not
tell Signor Celia that Mr.. Stone, as he
called him, was his brother, but he said
that he knew him, and he soon found
that he was answering Cella's questions
rather than Celia his. The old man
seemed very anxious to learn all he
could about "Mr. Stone" He had been
introduced to Signor Celia and Leoni by
Col. Mortimer, whom the ballet master
at the Academy vouched for as being a
perfect gentleman"
No sooner had Mr.. Stone met Leoni
than he fell in love with her. Leoni was
used to love at first sight, and she knew
that it usually passed away as suddenly
as it came. But in the case of John
Hurlstone Tor Mr.. Stone, as she believed
him to be- it was different. He had not
the familiar assured-of-success manner
of the men she had been in the habit of
meeting behind the scenes. He was
gentle and deferential, and he showed
her as much respect as he would have
shown any lady in her drawing room.
His manner to her mother completely
captivated that excellent woman; and
one rainy night, when he took her and
her daughter home in his carriage, she
invited him in to get warm, and he ac-
cepted the invitation with alacrity. A
few days later he called to see if they
had suffered any inconvenience from the
rain, and from that time on he had been
regular visitor at the Cellas', where he
won all hearts by his amiability and
gentleness.
He was more desperately in love with