The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1889-08-18

VINO gives us SO ml6n SOOQ auVlco III
business matters, is arranging the details
with Aunt Rebecca. I don't want to
have anything to do with the business.
If have any of that on my mind can't
sing, and I dislike it anyway. Fortu-
nately Aunt Rebecca likes it,"
This gave Rush time to recover, for he
had been quite stunned by the blow.
London seemed to him to be at the end
of the world. How he wished that he
was Monte Cristo, that he might say,
What do you expect to make by your
trip" and if she should reply, ga hundred
thousand dollars" he would say, "Stay
at home, and here is two hundred thou
sand" But, aIasl two hundred dollars
would be almost more than he could
command. Oh, why was she so kind
and why did she look so beautiful on the.
night when she announced her depart
ure?
He was afraid he would betray himself;
but he must know before she put the sea
between them whether she was engaged
to West Hastings. If she was, he would
retire from the field and wait. He
wouldn't give up even then. If she was
not, he would stay in the field and bide
his time. Should he ask her? No; that
would be too bold a step, and it might
make her angry. While he was debating
in his mind the bellrang, and the servant
announced Mr.. Hastings. Rush knitted
his brows and cursed his luck, and Helen
looked smilingly towards the door as
West Hastings entered. If there was one
thing above another that West Hastings
could do well it was to enter drawing
room, and Rush could not but envy his
elegant ease. His bow was courtliness
itself, and this he bestowed on the in
mates of the room collectively. With
Helen he shook hands, and seated him
self beside her on the sofa. Rush thought
his manner with her insufferable, but
that was his prejudice. West HASTINGS
was exceedingly deferential to ladies,
and particularly so to Helen-so much SO,
in fact, that she felt it to be an outside
polish rather than anything that came
from the heart.
"Confound his familiarity" said Rush
to himself. What right, 1 should like
to know, has he to sit there and talk to
her in an undertone, as if he owned
her? Can it be possible that they are en-
gaged?" He looked carefully at her
hands, to see if there was a tell tale ring
there; but her fingers were without orna-
lnent. This was something to be thank
full for Although West Hastings spoke
in low tones, Helen did not. She tried to
draw Rush into the conversation, but he
was too busy with thoughts of her de-
parture to notice that any of the CONVEX
sation was addressed to himself. She
was going away, and that was all that
he could think about.
"You will be in London the last of
May" said Hastings. 'EWell, am a
lucky fellow-I shall be there Just at
that time; and you must depend on me
to show you the sights. London is an
old story to me; but to visit the old
scenes in such delightful company will
make them fresh again"
whats that, you young rascal?" asked
Uncle Lightfoot from the other side of
the room; "going to be in London with
Helen? Going to witness anew American
victory over the British? Well, you are
lucky dog. When do you sailT'
ION the Sd; in the Germanic, was the
reply.
well, upon my word! Is this pre-
arranged affair" exclaimed Uncle Light
foot. winking at Aunt Rebecca.
THAT is our day and steamer" said
Helen. How fortunate we arew
II am the fortunate one, replied Has
tings. II begin to think that must have
been born under a lucky star"
Rush ground his teeth so fiercely that
it is wonder the company did not hear
him. Going to cross in the steamer with
herl If he wasn't engaged to her now
he would be by the time they reached
Liverpool; for the man who cannot
make an ocean voyage the turning point
in his courtship does not know how to
use his opportunities. What was the
use of working against fate? The way
was made clear for West Hastings;
while he had nothing on his side b q
love which he believed was the forest
man ever had for woman, but which
he knew it would be fatal to betray. He
felt desperate, and it is no wonder that
he looked so.
"You haven't spoken word in the
last ten minutes, Mr.. Hurlstone. Why
are you so SILENT" said Helen, in half
bantering tone.
81 was just thinking of a lot of unfn-
ished work, and that I must tear myself
from this delightful company and hurry
to my desk. Such thought was enough
to make me silent and sad," he replied
in the same tone, at the same time rising
to leave the room. He babe them all
good night and left the house with 4
heavy heart.
81 am really very fond of that boy"
said Helen, as she heard the front door
close. "He is SO honest and enthusiastic
quite different from the usual society
men one is constantly meeting"
eyes" said Hastings in patronizing
tone; she seems quite an amiable young
man. A reporter or something of that
sort, isn't he?"
''Well, yes, something of that Sort"
said Helen, taking up the cudgels rather
against Hastings tone thar his words.
'All journalists, no matter how great
they may become, begin at the bottom
Of the ladder and learn all the branches
of their work. Mr.. Hurlstone is devoted
to his profession. He will be editor of
The Dawn some day, you mark my
words"
Indeed he will, if Industry and ability