Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-08-27

Wonder If this quarrel between
Arthur and Miss Jamis0n IS az &C.
iious Ms ne seems TO think, 50 solilo-
quizod os, after delivering my part
ner into tho care Of her brother !
strollcd up into the gallery and sat
by myself 20 gather strength for %
waltz for which ! had booked myself
with u VIGOROUSLY vigorous dancer.
II am rcshp dociu. care anything
for sam Bangs Igucss it is only
lovers quarrel and That she and
Arthur will be an right in the course
OF afcw days"
As made this philosophical rcACc.
ton glanced carolussly In the di-
rection of the stage. The musicians
were sitting quietly in their bower
Of foliage, turning over the leaves of
their music and occasionally start
ling the company with fugitive tO0tG
OF a few bars whore thcy did not feel
quite sure o. u passage, or giving n
violinist an "a, in a brothorly do.
sire that hi3 instrument should be IN
perfect tune.
But what IL thisl Yes, surely
IIelcn Jamison sitting la the little
nrb6r near the stage, where Arthur
Macgegor took up his position on
our first ontuncCl Half hidden 10y
the dropping fronds Of the palms,
she is looking around the hall, uppng
emily for somebody. Perhaps for
Sam Bangs, who, in his dress as a
Revolutionary soldier, is wandering
fccbly over tho hoor, evidently wish
ing that he had not come in u cos
tune wherein the trousers are cut OF
at the l.nces.
No! This is the person she wanted
20 see. can tell that by her uncon-
cerncd manner, rs Arthur Alacgrcgor
stalks mp 70 the arbor, and afler
standing at the entrance for Il few
seconds, d0ls his blue bonnet aud
enters.
From where j am sitting can 200
into the mhor though the two occu-
pants are couuc d.d from nearly cv-
uryhody in the hall by tho palms
and flowers. She is seated ia u chair
facing me-. He draws another in
front of her, with his back tome. As
hc sits down ! scc the white on the
hilt of the skone.dhu cleaning IN
n ray Of light that streams through
the foliage and think inyoluutaiiy
Of the tradition associated with the
knife IN the Macgregor family.
II wish / could hear what thoy are
saying ! say to myself Il should
not like to.b0 an c.,vesdroppCr but
am afraid OF Arthur when he gets
into one OF those terrible moods OF
his. In his jealous frenzy no might
even kill that girl
/ can SEQ the largo fan of Miss
Jamison languidly waving to and fro
ns she apparently listens TO what Ar.
thur is saying. There il no doubt
that he Is desperately in earnest. His
gcstivJlations show that, How that
gentle movement of the fan must
chafo himl II could only SEQ their
faccsl lido not know whether they
are qunrreling or not Now hc leans
forward and takes her hand. She
snatchcs 1t away. The fan stops
waving. see him bring his fist down
ON his knee, and then;
/ The skcnc.dhul
Like flash his fingers fly TO the
hilt Of the "bluck knife see the
white eye glistening in his murder
Gus hand Ms he raiscs the weapon
over the head Of the helpless girl,
and then suddenly regain control
Of my pnralyzcd limbs
Iiush wildly down the stairs, half
dozen Mt time and fly along the
hall toward the little arbor where q
fearful tragedy is being enacted in
tho very midst of a festive gather
ing. l. get hasty glimpse of people
staring at mo IN open mouthed sur
prise, of young mon bestowing on
mo a supcrcilious grin, OF promonad
ing couples moving hastily out Of my
path. hear the young men and the
couples asking each other what !,
the matter with mol But take Nc
heed
All can see is the slicne.dhu.
The terrible blade is still in his up
lifted hand, while the girl sits quit,
still, evidently too frightened e
move. l hear her voice saying some
thing In low, broken accents. Thei
he flourishes the knife TO make tn,
death stab deep and sure.
Ireach the arhor, Another sec
ond and my hand will clutch hi
arm.
Too late!
The glittcring steel comes dowi
like fash of lightning and-tuni
? into fan.
NJ re is n burst Of silvery laughter
from Miss Junison us she takes III,
fan from his hand and says; "Thnnl
, You, Arthur, 1t is q very pretty
present You know my weakness
% for cuiiositios in fans. Twill uso thi
10 kill OF all tho borcs of my &c
quainIance,'
beginning with Sam Bangs
. hope puts in Arthur
You are silly boy. sam Bangs
indeed Who viii you be jealous o
neNti Show ne once more how thi
spring is managed and do not tall
nonsense
As ! turn nway 20 look for my Wig
. orous partner in the waltz just com
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