The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-04-19

Mhen the train stopped at Corinna
two girls alighted from it. Particularly
tailor made girls, with no frippery about
Them There was a curious likeness be.
tween them; not that of relationship
Tor their features were unlike, and while
one was tall and dark, the other was
short and fair, but that which comes
from following the same train of ideas
or being interested in the same pursuit,
the sort of thing that makes us say
THAT is teacher" ''That is an artist. "
That Is clerk in store somewhere, "
without being able to define our reasons
Tor knowing that we are right.
These two girls, though their travel.
ing costumes were utterly correct, had
not the manner of society women. They
were more ofhand and independent.
As they stood on the platform and
looked about them they evidently felt
that they could take care of themselves.
The drivers of the stages from the differ
ent hotels held open the doors of their
vehicles, but they took no notice of them.
Mind footing it7" said the tall girl to
the other in a careless way.
Il like it, responded the short one,
with smile. Then they took firmer
grip on two substantial travelling bags
and two silk umbrellas, spoke to the
baggage master in regard to two solid
trunks that stood not far away, and
started up the road, leaving the village
and taking their way countryward.
Soon they were among green fields,
bounded on one side by dense wood
land, on the other by river, blue on
this bright day as the sky above it.
There were plenty Of old oak trees, there
were myriads of hazel bushes; golden
rod and Neptune's trident made great
show alongHthe irregular stone walls,
The roofs Of old fashioned farmhouses
were visible, and here and there a red
barn popped up, and long, low brick
/ building with bell tower on its roof
and without shade of any sort about it
was visible upon hill.
What is that, BELIEF" asked the short
er of the two girls of the other, who
seemed to know the place best. "The
schoolhouse, lsuppose. It has the cheer
ful look one expects of those institu-
lions" ..-...
But it is not the school, my dear"
responded Belle. at is kind of COM
bination jail and poorhouse. They have
very little crime and still less poverty
here. They had two idiots, four old
women and small colored boy who had
stolen a chicken in charge last year,
and felt themselves crowded. There,
Genie, is our home"
"WhereT asked Genie. Belle pointed
with her umbrella to a red spot between
two large trees and directly upon the
river bank, and led the way, walking
more rapidly than she had done, and
carrying her umbrella over her shoulder,
while Genie followed her with shorter
steps, now that they were not walking
together, and putting her umbrella I'M
der her arm in rather masculine fashion.
The house was tiny building of one
story and a loft, painted bright red. A
narrow entry ran through the middle.
and on ore side was large room
that looked like workshop, on the
other two rooms of equal size, one fur
nished as a bedroom, one as a sitting
room At the end of the entry was a
door, and when Belle opened this she
saw that from it steps descended under
a low, rough shed into the water. A
boat was fastened to the handrail Of
these steps by rope,
you've got the boat!" cried Genie.
YES" said Belle, "we'n have many
good row on that river, my dear. The
place belonged to a boat builder once.
You know that I've hired it for next to
nothing, and our holiday won't ruin US.
The boat was more expensive than the
house, but we had to have boat" AS
they looked down into the pretty thing,
white without, green within, neither Of
the girls had any idea Of the freight that
that boat would one day contain, or
that they had come there to meet an ex-
perience never to be forgotten while life
remained to either.
The little red house seemed the calm
est, quietest, most commonplace struct-
ure in the world, and they expected to
spend a restful week or two under its
roof and on the river, and to go home in
September to begin life in earnest; for
these girls were two new fedged medical
students who had just received their
diplomas, which on the arrival of their
trunks they fastened to hang upon the
well whitewashed walls of their habita-
ton, one on either side of the mantel-
piece. Reading these you learned that
one, the tall, dark girl, was DR.. Isabelle
Yolande, and that the other, the small,
fair girl, was DR.. Eugene More.
The house was already clean; a few
small decorations were taken from the
trunks, little china, some table and
bed linen. But there were no lambre-
gums or decorated wall pockets, or other
pretty things with which most women
surround themselves. a good many
books were ranged upon some shelves in
the corner of the sitting room. A dis
jointed students lamp was put together
and little oil stove arranged. Two
young men might have kept house in
much the same style. Shortly they sat
down together over cup of coffee and
some sandwiches which had made the
journey with them, and then went out
Tor walk, arm in arm.
81 never told you why studied medi-
zine, did T." asked Genie softly, grow
ing confidential in the dual solitude.
sNever," said Belle.
81 am engaged to my cousin, who is
doctor. He is in Europe just now, and ,
we thought it would be very nice to
work together, to have one object in ,
life. In the fall we are to be married.
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