Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-04-28
!. TREAN:
THE MoRMON'S DAUGHTER.

marc OF sympaCnetlc ught SHINING In each
one OF his shaggy eye-caves, had been busy
his kind, garrulous fashion. He seemed o
very softhearted, simple old man.
There's nothin' Like alkerhol to rub onto
ye when yo'r bad hurt" he was saying.
Brandy air q pore malzesheft fer rubin
onter the outside 1t air pert 'nuff fer
drinkin', though don't fetch it of'en' an
never would on'y fer my weak lungs, but
on the outside it air too weak, it don't git
holt like alkerhol. Lor', back in ole Tennes-
see heap of whisky listed to be aguzzled
an agot away with when was a young
ster but couldn't never bear the pizen stuff!
A fetch of alkerhol in case Of bad hurts
er sickness, er mebby a sup Of brandy, was
aplenty fer me. There, yell be easier now
with them there wet things Of en- yo'. Now
I'll jest slip this clean sheet under yo'
Treany air good at washin' an ironin''
pears to me never got in between sheets
that seemed ser sweet an pure-like as hern
do. Yes, Treany air mighty good worker
ammo mistake, but she never talks much. She
always hes been a sort of still person sence
we crossed the plains, when she was born
an her mother was lost. Yes" he said,
softly, "she was lost, an was broke down,
too, an every thing is changed sence; but
the Lord led His select to these here mount
tngs Of His'en fer their good; it was His
ways, an He will pervide. Now, I'll jest
put this ere blanket over yo'; the nights id
Utah in June air mostly cool, but yen be
better fer it.''
Thus he rambled on, falling into a fit of
coughing now and then, and soon Trean
came into the kitchen by the back door and
began building fire. A glance through
the door showed her the injured man lying
quietly with eyes closed, but breathing hard,
and with soft but anxious expression on
her face, she went about her work. Pres
emily Dubette came bustling in, and with
him q slow-treading, ox-like young fellow
of good form and features, whose eyes lit
up little when Trean stepped to the door
and soberly admitted them.
"Orson Beam, he have become my pupil,
Mr.. Hartmann" said Dubette. 81 have
bring him that he may see the injury and
help me, for he is very strong"
The old man shook hands with them
heartily and then turned to the couch.
Eyes; now let US see F.! now let us.see! Ah,"
began the little doctor, with professional
bustle, Ills it bads''
Elchard, with pain in his eyes, gave him
searching look, then turned them on the OK
like Beam by his side. An honest light was
in the big, square face, and Elchard put out
his hand and whispered, hoarsely: "Get
these broken ribs of from my heart soon if
you can, sir; the pressure suffocates me-"
Yes, sir" said the young fellow, with
eager kindness, and all set to work. Two
hours afterward, Elchard, with the broker
parts adjusted, for Dubette was some
thing Of surgeon, despite the lameness Of
his nature, sank into that deep slumber
which follows exhaustion. Then the hours
flowed on in silence, the moon rode slowly
over, the rythmic concert of the crickets
beat the stiffness sleepily, and, at last, a
faint glimmer began to grow upon the
mountains. Beam, who was watching be-
side the injured sleeper, saw it and stirred
In his chair. A moment afterward, the
sound of q dress, sliding down the little
stair, touched his ear, and Trean entered.
She glanced at an old clock on the mantle;
it was five o'clock.
will get you some breakfast now,
Orson, before you CO." she said.
mo, Trean, will go down home, guess.
I will come up in the evening again; he
will get along think now" and their eyes
turned to the sleeper's face. A pale film of
dawn was creeping over it as they looked
and made clear the delicate ehiseling of the
nose, the refined outline of the forehead
and the strong under portion Of the face;
then their eyes met, and q film Of light like
the dawn, save that it was ruddier, rose into
the girls face, and the ever-present blood
In the young mans cheeks seemed to die
back and leave them gray. Yet, perhaps it
was only from his all-night vigil, and really
the dawn striking its first faint color
against her lineaments,
II will 60 now, Trean," he said, quiet
ly, and passed out and down the lane and
saw, yet did not wholly see, the morning
stirring among the eastern peaks, and
stopped to watch it surge like froth Of
gold across the heights, but fell instead to
gazing at the ground. When he looked up
it was gushing into the valley through all
the gorges, trimming their wide mouths
with silver and strewing their dripping
sides, where visible, with pearls. The sun
itself, q round and open furnace door into a
great cloud of fire, was heaving over
Gray's Head, and he turned and went on.
When Elchard opened his eyes q curtain
had been lowered that the rising flood Of
light might not come in upon him, and
Trean was moving softly across the room
toward the kitchen. For q moment he
turned his eyes enquiringly about, then, re-
membering the time and place, . smile and
salutation came to his lips, but the girl had
passed into the kitchen, and he lay awhile
looking out through the open door at the
sunshine following along the canyons side,
which, like q giants bullying, muscle
knotted breast, rose hairy with sage brush
and vines across the stream. The day 9 be-
ginning, like most summer mornings among
the Utah mountains, was beautiful; cool,
luminous, balmy, the climate Of Naples, the
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It was quiet in the house little time, for
Trean had gone through the orchard and
was milking in the dewy strip Of meadow
that came from the valley and ran q short
way into the canyon back Of the house.
After time the father came into the room
where Elchard was lying.
''Good mornin'," he said; show air the
hurts by this timea"
''Much better, thank you. OF course I
am very sore, but hope I shall not have
to remain here troubling you long," with q
smile.
The old man flung out his hands depre-
ciatingly. "Don't ye be Uneasy; we hev mo-
house IAN what we need, an yo'r well
come. Ihev know what it air to be sick
and bad hurt, an yo'r welcome. Treany
air good an handy, If she air soft Of
sad, an she'll FIX ye up q snack Of some
thin at IL coax We to eat, SO don't ye git
nettly about goin' furder, but lay still an
enjoy yourself tell you're well nun to move
handy. The Lord don't of'en send us any
good Of much size to do here among these
mountings Of His'en, an when it do come
ojyr Sv, Ro, ~