The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1892-07-03
he was my friend in those DAYS, as far as

he was my friend in those days.. as far as
such man could be anybody's friend
do not know what there is about the
small hours OF the morning, or whether
sympathy is an absolute necessity to a
lover but within five minutes we, were
talking OF Kate Winterton.
IA line woman! l should think she isl
cried Harold enthusiastically; and q fine
fortune. too"
bright, witty, good tempered and pleas
ing, If not pretty" added, continuing my
description.
"Why, you might be in love with her,
PeRrose, to hear you talk"
1t was very foolish of me, know; but
lovers are foolish, and it was early in the
morning. and of course, l did not know
then that Harold was my rival. Had l sus-
pected 1t, think should have entered q
nolle prosequi and droppdd my suit, leav-
ing him clear field. After all, it was per-
haps only natural effect of my ailment
| that should long to tell some one of my
secret. The glory Of secret lies in i'm
parting it. Keeping secret is very poor
fun, and have no secrets at 2 O'Clock in
the morning-It is q sympathetic hour.
rose and stood by the fire.
Harold, old boy. I've something to tell
you. l am in love with Kate Winter
toni
The Saxon nearly dropped his pipe. He
gave long whistle and said nothing.
was disappointed l expected congratu-
lations, pleasant laughter, good wishes
something.
After moments silence he said with
hesitation "You haven't actually pro-
posed, cha Have you9'
mo. no ! Of course not. No one knows
but you, and why the devil / told you, 1
don'tknow, )" added testify. His GOODNESS
irritated me.
"By George! old fellow. I'm sure wish
you joy Benedict redivivus ~ He laughed
heartily, and shook me by the hand The
Saxon was himself again. and so was /.
"Ahl Harold" 1 said, Il hardly know
whether shall ever .sil her. Let me see
| this 10 Monday night"
''Tuesdsy morning you mean.n
Eyes, yes. | shall not see her until Sun
day; have week before me yet. All,
my boy, give me your good wishes on Sun
day, 1.-THE better the day you know
shook him by the hand again. He was
not very enthusiastic, but he listened 10
my garrulous rawlings. and that was all
that l wanted then. ~ feel young again, y
continued, and when l think of her low
ing face and sweet grey eyes"
Gug gugl gugi twas that COMPOUNDED
! lamp; out IL went and put period to my
rhapsody.
Let us take it as gentle hint to me. and
not lovers omen, laughed Harold, pleas
antly. / CROPPED about, found candle, and
bid him good night. Then l sought repose
and dreamed real dreams, haunted with
Kate's bright eyes and silver treble
! laugh.
| think have said that / reviewed for
the Slasher in those days 1t was poor
stuff, aud had long ceased to be proud OF
it; but it provided my daily bread, or
rather my daily outlet and pint of claret,
and was at least honest about il. | Ger
tainly worked very hard at my learned re-
views, and crammed my subjects thorough
! ly. l was always at work. Etheridge
used to say II worked like the devil, but
without his intelligence;' the truth is,
they were all little jealous OF my position.
For | was the swe'' who taught Darwin
science. instructed Tennyson in the laws
of meter. and parronized George Eliot. 1t
was admitted, TOO, on ali hands that was
excellent at turning out those readable re-
views that the public enjoys, and that used
to drive weak minded authors to early
graves in my time. N owadsys weak