The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-08-24

or her passion, VINO SUI unougnI more CT
her love than Of saving her own soul alive
Perhaps it found q home-perhaps, like her
who prayed it, it was lost upon the pitiless
deep.
Then Beatrice prayed no more Short was
her time See, there sunk the sun in glory !:
and there the great rollers swept along past
the sullen, desolate headland, where the un-
dertow met wind and tide. She would think
no more of self-it was, it seemed to her, SO
small, this mendicant calling on the Unseen,
not for others, but for self; aid for self, well
being for self, salvation for self-this doing
of good that good might come TO self. She
had made her prayer, and if she prayed again
it should be for Godfrey that he might pros
per and be happy; that he might forgive the
trouble her love had brought into his life. She
had prayed her prayer and said her say, and
it was done with. Let her be judged as it
seemed good to those who judgei Now she
would fix her thoughts upon her love, and by
its strength would triumph over the bitter
ness of death. Her eyes flashed, and her breast
heaved; further out to sea- further yet-she
would meet those rollers knot or more from,
the point of the heedland, that no record
might remain.
Was it wrong if she loved him! She could
not help it, and she was proud to love him.
Even now she would not undo the past. What
were the lines that Godfrey had read to her
They haunted her mind with strange per-
sistence: they took time to the beat of hel
! falling paddle, and would not leave her:
| Of once sown seed, who knoweth what the crop is
Alas my love, Loves eye, ere very blind.
What would they have us do? Sunhowers ant
peoples stoop TO the wind
eyes, yes, Loves eyes are very blind, bu,
in their blindness there was moro light thar
in all other earthly things. Oh, she copld MOI
live for him, and with hint was denied tx
her-but she still could die for him. her DOR
ling, her darling
Godfrey, hear mel die for you; accep.
my sacrifice, and forget me notw Sc-she
in the rollers-how solemn they look, with
their hoary heads of foam, as one by one the,
move down upon her!
The first! its towers high, but the cano
rides it like cork. Look, the day is dyin!
on the distant land, but still his glory shine
across the sea. Presently all will be finished
Here the breeze is strong; it tears the bonnie
from her head, it unwinds the coronet o
braided locks, and her bright hair stream
Ouj DenlnO ucT. reel now inc spray SblflSs
striking like a whipi No, not this wave-sh
riaas that also; she will die as she has lived
fighting to the last, and once more, never fal
tering, she sets her face toward the roller
and consigns her soul to doom.
All, that struck her full On, see! GeoH
rey's ring has slipped from her wet hand
falling into the bottom of the boat, Can sh
regain it? She would die with that ring upo
her finger; it is her marriage ring, weddin
, her through death to Godfrey, upon the alta
of the sea- She stoopsl oh, what shock {
water on her breastl What was it-what ws
it? OF once sown seed, who knoweth wha
the crop isl She must soon learn now.
''Geoffrey! hear me. Geofrey-I die d
for you. l will wait for you at the foundation
of the sea, on the topmost heights of HEAVIER
in the lowest deeps of hell-wherever l am
will always wait for you'll"
, 1t sinks-it has sunk. She is alone wit
/ God, and the cruel waters The sun goes on
, Look on that great white wave seethir
!. through the deepening gloom; hear it rushir
, toward her, big with fate
8 'Geoffrey, my darlng-I will waltz
, Farewell to Beatricel The light went o,
of the sky, and the darkness gathered on tt
| weltering sea. Farewell to Beatrice, and q
her love and all her sin!