The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-03-16

StdHdiH5 oeuedtl Ine lamp, Sne TORE IL
open, Glanced anoiously at its contents,
then threw it with an exclamation of
peevish indignation upon the table.
You'll have to answer for yourself,
Nellie. 1 cannot straighten your affairs
and mine too" And with that she was
going, but Miss Tavers called her back
The message simply read: mo letter
in four days. Is anything wrong: An
swer paid" and was addressed to Mrs.
Rayner and signed ). V. 4.
II think you have been extremely neg
lectful." said Mrs. Rayner, who had
turned and now stood watching the
rising color and iEpatiently tapping foot
of her younger sister. Miss Travers bit
her lips and compressed them hard.
There was an evident struggle in her
mind between desire to make an i'm
pulsive and sweeping reply and an effort
to control herself
Twill you answer q quiet question or
two?' she finally asked.
"You know perfectly well 1 will, was
the sisterly rejoinder.
''How long does it take letter to go
from here to New York;"
Five or six days, l suppose"
Miss Travers stepped to the door, briefly
told the soldier there was no answer,
thanked him for waiting, and returned.
'You are not going to reply?" asked
Mrs. Rayner, in amaze.
Il am not; and inferred you did not
intend to. Now another question. How
many days have we been here?'
Eight or nine-nine, it isl
"You saw me post letter to Mr.. Van
Antwerp as we left the Missouri, did you
not?"
Yes. AT least 1 suppose So"
81 wrote again as soon as we got
settled here, three days after that, did
not?"
You said you did" replied Mrs. Ray
ner, ungraeiously.
''And you, Kate. when you are your
self have been prompt to declare that
say what mean. Very probably it may
have been four days from the time that
letter from the transfer reached Wall
street to the time the next one could get
to him from here, even had l written the
night we arrived. Possibly you forget
that you forbade my doing so, and sent
me to bed early. Mr.. Van Antwerp has
simply failed to remember that had gone
several hundred miles farther west: and
even had | written on the train twice q
day, the letters would not have reached
him uninterruptedly. BY this time he is
beginning to get them fast enough. And
as for you, Kate, you are quite as unjust
as he. 1t augurs badly for my future
peace: and-I am learning two lessons
here, Kate
What two, pray?"
THAT he can be foolishly unreliable
in estimating woman"
''And the otherY
''That you may be persistently unreli-
able in your judgment of a man."
Verify, for young woman with a
sweet, girlish face, whom we saw but a
week agone twitching kittens ears and
saying little or nothing. Miss Travers
was displaying unexpected fighting quail
tiles. For moment, Mrs. Rayner glared
at her in tremulous Indignation and dis
may.
"You-you ought to be ashamed of
yourselft" was her eventual outbreak
But to this there was no reply. Miss
Travers moved quietly to the doorway,
turned and looked her angry sister in
the eye, and said:
81 shall give up the walk and will go
to my room. Excuse me to any visitors
this evening""
''You are not going to write to him
now, when you are angry, 1 hope?"
81 shall not write to him until to-mor-
row, but when do 1 shall tell him this,
Kate: that if he desire my confidence he
will address his complaints and inquiries
to me. If am old enough to be engaged
to him, in your opinion, | am equally old
enough to attend to such details as these,
in my own"
Mrs. Rayner stood one moment as
though astounded: then she flew to the
door and relieved her surcharged bosom
as follows: well, pity the man you
marry, whether you are lucky enough
to keep this one or notI' and flounced in
dignantly out of the house.
When Capt. Rayner came in, half an
hour afterwards, the parlor was de-
serted. He was looking worn and di-
spirited. Finding no one on the ground
floor. he went to the foot of the stairs,
and called:
Kate
A door opened above: ''Kate has gene
out, captain
"Do you know where, Nellie?'
lover to the hospital, l think; though
cannot say"
She heard him sigh deeply, move ire
solutely about the hall for moment,
then turn and go out.
AT his gate he found two figures dimly
visible in the gathering darkness; they
had stopped on hearing his footstep.
One was an officer in uniform, wrapped
in heavy overcoat, with q fur cap, and a
bandage over his eyes. The other was a
Chinese servant, and it was the latter
who asked:
''This Maize Waldlon's?"
'No," said he, hastily. "Nlaj. Wal
dron's is the third door beyond