The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-07-20

have found this deep and ruinous joy, to
have wrestled with the angel and been
worsted, than never to;have looked upon his
face. If she could only know that what she
gave was given back again, that he loved her
as she loved him, she would be content She
was Innocent, she had never tried to draw
MIN TO her; she had used no touch or look
no woman's arts or lures such as her beauty
placed at her command. There had been no
word spoken, scarcely a meaning glance had
passed between them, nothing but frank and
| free companionship of man and man. She
knew he did not love his wife and that his
wife did not love him-this she could see
But she had never tried to win him from her,
and though she sinued in thought, though her
heart was guilty-oh, her hands were cleanl
Her restlessness overcame her She could
no longer lie in bed Elizabeth, watching
through her veil Of sleep, saw Beatrice rise,
put on wrapper, and, going to the window,
throw it open. At first she thought of inter
fering, for Elizabeth was prudent person
and did not like draughts; but her sisters
movements excited her curiosity lad she re-
Trained. Beatrice sat down on the foot of her
bed, and, leaning her arm upon me window
How dark the pine trees massed against the
sky; how soft was the whisper of the sea, and
how vast the heaven through which the stars
sailed on.
What was it, then, this love of hersa Was
1T merely earthly passiona No, it was moro.
1t was something grander, purer, deeper and
quite undying. Whence came it, thens If
she was, as she had thought, only child of
earth, whence came this deep desire which
was not of the eartha Had she been wronga
Had she soul-something that could love
with the body and through the body and be-
You'd the body-something of which the body
with its yearnings was but the envelope, the
hand or Instrument Oh, now it seemed to
Beatrice that this was so, and that called into
being by her love she and her soul stood face
to face acknowledging their unity. Once
she had held that it was phantasy; that such
spiritual hopes were but exhalations from q
heart unsatisfed that when love escapes us
on the earth, in our despair we swear it is
immortal, and that we shall find it in the
heavens. Now she believed this no more.
Love had kissed her on the eyes, and at his
kiss her sleeping spirit was awakened and she
saw vision of the truth.
Yes, she loved him, and must always love
him! But she could never know on earth
that he was hers, and if she had spirit to
be freed after some few years would not his
spirit have forgotten hers in that far here
after of their meeting1
She dropped her brow upon her arm and
softly sobbed. What was there left for her
to do except to sob-till her heart brokea
Elizabeth, lying with wideopen ears, heard
the sobs. Elizabeth, peering through the
moonlight, saw her sisters form tremble in
the CONFUSION of her sorrow, and smiled a
smile Of malice.
The thing is done," she thought; .'she
cries because the man is going. Don't cry-
Beatrice, don't cry We will get your play
thing back for you. Oh, with such a bait it
Will be easy. He is as sweet on you as you
on him."
There was something evil, something al
most devilish, in this scene of the one watch
ing woman holding clew to and ENJOYING
the secret tortures of the other, plotting the
while to turn them to her innocent rivals
destruction and her own advantage. Eliza
beth's Jealousy was, indeed, bitter as the
grave.
Suddenly Beatrice ceased sobbing. She
lifted her head, and by sudden impulse
threw out the passion of her heart with all
her concentrated strength of mi1d towards
the man she loved, murmuring as she did so
some passionate. lespairing words which she
knew.
at this moment Godfrey, sleeping soundly,
dreamed that be saw Beatrice seated by her
window and looking at him with eyes which
rs earthly obstacle could blind She was
speaking; her lips movQd. but though he
could hear no voice, the words she spoke
foated into his mind
Be agod and hold me
With charm
Be man and fold me
With thine arm
Teach me- only teach, Lowell
AS ought
viii speak thy speech, Love-
Think thy thought
Meet, if thou require it,
Z Both demands
Laying flesh and spirit
In thy hands.
That shall be tomorrow,
Not tonight;
must bury sorrow
Out of sight
Must little weep, Love
Foolsh meD
And so fall asleep Love,
Loved by thee.
Godfrey heard them in his heart Then they
were gone, the vision of Beatrice was gone,
and suddenly he awoke.
Oh, what was this flood of inarticulate.
passion laden thought that beat upon his
brain telling of Beatricel Wave after wave