Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-05-14
TREAN:
THE MoRMoN'S DAUGHTER.

THE MORMON'S DAUGHTER.
its tourneyings over Burl Hartran's lips
for ever.
Elchard looked at the men clustering
with frightened faces about the door, but he
said nothing; he was in the presence Of
death. Trean was lying with her dropping
head in her sisters lap, and he turned 10
her. A moment later, responding to the
sharp liquor, the blood came bounding into
the girls white cheeks and gray lips, aud her
eyes opened. Those orbs, which to Elchard
were sweeter than the stars, had come to
shine Of late with clear violet light, but
now they were somber and misty with sor-
row. She did not seem to see Elchard, but
rose with q wavering movement and turned
her face toward her father. She did not
cry out, but her face flashed white again,
and she staggered back at the sight. Then
she turned toward the mon about the door,
and the love and pity and fright died out Of
her face. Through few breaths she stood
looking at them like . queen frozen with
rage, then she walked out through the
rooms and, opening the street door wide,
stood by 1t silent and imperious.
One by one the poor fools who had prayed
30 fatally skunk by her and passed out into
the sunshine Some Of them paused before
but she did not move her lips to answer,
only stood still and looked straight before
her with bitter contempt. When they were
gone she closed the door, and then sank
down upon chair and seemed to break her
heart with sorrow. Elchard came and put
his arm about her, and she rose and went
weakly into the dead mans room, and fall
ing upon her knees, laid her head down on
his breast and moaned and sobbed in desc
lnfS0n Tho nld0r oiofo 1xnQ linz fhnHo
too, In fearful homage, and Elchard softly
passed out and closed the door in silence,
leaving them with their dead. The hour
was theirs; he felt it sacred, and that NO
one could share it.
When Q week had gone, Trean locked the
door and passed out through the gate by her
sister SIDE Her father had been borne
through throng by this same path to the
little burying-ground upon the mountain
bench four days previous, and Elchard had
gone to the Grey Peak mines at sunset
tho day before, promising 70 meet his
betrothed at Mrs. Shoots in Salt Lake City,
the third evening afterward. Then, II the
way seemed open, they had planned to leave
these slavish valleys for the freedom of the
East. But dragons, lying in wait, were all
about them in human guise. Elchard felt
this now; but in Trean the sense Of dread
and insecurity had been for the time all but
obliterated by sorrow.
She had chung to Richards companion
ship and aid through all the heavy heart
breaking week that had gone by, seemingly
oblivious in her grief and need Of some one
she trusted to lean upon, that their dam
gers might be augmented by his presence.
And Richard, unable to break away from
the woman he lovedfn her sore bereavement,
had remained directing and aiding in ali
things unweariedly.
Many bitter looks had been gwen him by
the Eldership Of Mooseneck Stake, but he
had affected no concern. Smoot had come
from lions capital on the day Of the funer-
al, with an important city-air about his per-
son, and, contrary to his intentions, had re-
turned the same day He could not bring
himself to afaliate with o hated Gentle
in such close relationship; besides,
the hated Gentle, and even his own
wife paid him little heed, SO why
should he remaini The lack of atten-
ton at this point, however, should seeming
ly have caused him little concern, as three
other women, celestially sealed to him for
time and eternity, awaited his return,
and his great heart was even now sweet
ened by the contemplation Of sealing to him
self ffthi But he had aimed atremainlng
long enough to have himself appointed ad-
ministrator Of the little estate, yet that
could be seen to farther on; in the mean
time no would see the Prophet about this
young interloper in Zion.
Bishop Farley had not appeared at all,
save as an onlooker at the cemetery. This
fact occasioned comment indeed, but it was
exactly as he wished; it gave him o lati-
tude Of action in another direction which
deep down in his black heart he was hum
gering after like beast Of prey. In time
NIL should know why he did not attend upon
the dead as seemed his duty. They should
hear, as he had already stated to some, that
the apostate daughter Of Burl Hartman had
ordered him of the premises when he had
called to counsel her in regard to her waver-
fngtfaith. They should hear that she had fall
en- indeed. fallen into shame, as well a. un-
belief, fr h love Of an unbelieving scoffer,
and thai 3y the request of her sainted faith
or, the injunction Of the Prophet, and tho
commands Of duty, she had been saved
by the shedding Of her own blood. This,
and more, should be known to his people
should the deadly thing he contemplated
ever reach the general light.
But Trean Hartman rode away in the car.
riage with her sister that day with no
thought Of the dangers that were thicken-
ing about her young life. She hoped to
come back to this rude but dear old home
once more before she parted from it::forever,
but 1t might be that she could not, and
her heart bled with the parting.
30 they rode on in silence, and when they
rose on the bench at tho mouth Of Eagle
canyon they stopped the vehicle, and, look
ing back, kissed the little farm and the new
grave at the mountains foot with their
eyes, and with wet cheeks passed from the
bright valley Into the shadows Of the gorge.
CHAPTER Kill
THE START FOR TRHEDoM
The evil natural to Bishop Parley's nature
was in ferment. As tho hours heightened
into days his blood did not fall into it, usual
swinish current, but ran thick and heated,
as If he had taken curdling feverous poi.
son. The design he had formed was 90
heinous that 1t followed him into his sleep,