The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-01-04


Two or three days afterward Jocelyn
betook himself to a small and rather
shabby looking house in East Eighteenth
street, and asked if Mrs. Bemax were at
home. The woman who opened the
door said, in a weary and discontinued
voice, that Mrs. Bemax was in, and Joe
elyn went upstairs. He entered the
front room on the first floor. This room
had dingy and brownish aspect. The
furniture was meager and rickety. Upon
the wall between the windows hung
askew print of the Prince of Wales
and his family, taken from some Illus
trated paper and framed in a wooden
frame stained black and vanished. The
only pretty thing in the room was pho
tograph of chubby little child about
years of age. 1t was mounted in a
tasteful standard frame of stamped
leather, and a small vase containing two
or three flowers stood in front of it, The
photograph itself was much faded and
was in the style of ten years ago.
In a few minutes a tall, middle aged
woman, with square shaped face and
rather strongly marked features, came
into the room. Her eyes and brows
were dark her hair was slightly touched
with gray. The corners of her large
mouth had acquired an indrawn look,
apparently from habit of pressing her
lips together; her general expression was
studiously impassive. She looked like
one accustomed to meet with rebuffs
and disappointments, and to put up
with them when necessary, though never
with meekness and resignation. There
was an air about her that showed she
had once been familiar with the hand
some side of the world, but, from what
ever cause, had discontinued to enjoy or
practice it's refinements. There were
more hard and unpleasant things in her
memory than the contrary, and these
memories and experiences had worn
away her former comeliness and made
her skeptical and somewhat malicious,
instead of gentle and engaging.
"Well, Hamilton" she said, as she
came in, 81 hope you've brought Inc
some money"
Money, my dear Meg! Didn't send
you some last week.
eyes, enough to pay up my arrears Of
board. I've had none to spend on my
self for month, and have only one
other dress TO my back, and that is moi
fit to be SEEM"
Things are more expensive here thai
in England. told you that when yor
insisted on coming here. You would
have been more comfortable at home.
''Home is where the heart is" she re
piled, with an information of somber sar
casm. ''My heart is not in England
wherever else it may be-"
"Well, I've been very busy" sale
Jocelyn.
$50 you always tell me; but 1 pre-
sumo, as usual, it is no business O
mine"
''Well, my dear, it's only the none,
aspect of my business that you feel an.
interest in"
eff you mean there is no longer an,
sentiment between us | cordially admi
, it" was the answer. II don't care tn
, snap of my finger for you or for an,
, one else now alive. But [ have som
claims upon you, and I've come here t.
enforce them"
"You have the photograph there still
, I see," remarked Jocelyn, turning to tn
, table. "Poor little fellow! If he,
: lived I'd have made man of him."
, Eyes! You'd have made the sam
= sort of man Of him as you've made WON
: an Of his mother. I'm glad he's dead
if it's only to save him from knowing