San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-02-09

| faiths sake. as we have DONE In fact,
our new faith and new revelation are
only revivals and combinations of the
old Our founder and our prophets give
us the doctrines of the earliest church,
with larger light and surer conf
| dence."
He said this with the manner of one
who is repeating for the thousandth
time lesson, a formula which he must
keep constantly before him or its effects
will be gone. In fact, his resolute asser-
ton of his creed showed the weak belief.
AS he paused he looked at me again,
hoping, as l thought, that l would
dispute or differ, and so he might talk
against contradiction, far less subtle
enemy than doubt. As did not imme-
diately take up the discussion, he passed
lightly, and with the air of one whose
mind does not love to be consecutive, to
another subject.
Hunters, are you not?" said he, turn
ing to Brent. 81 am astonished that
more of you American gentlemen do not
profit by this great buffalo preserve and
deer park. We send you good shot
occasionally from England"
eyes," said my friend. 81 had cap
ital shot and capital fellow, too, for
comrade this summer in the mountains.
A countryman of yours, Sir Biron Bid
dulph. He was wretchedly out Of sorts.
poor fellow, when we started. Fresh
air and bold life quite set him up. A
months galloping with the buffalo and
fortnight over the cliffs after the big
horn would put soul under the ribs of
death Biddulph left me to go home, a
new man. l find that he has said in
Utah, for more hunting, | suppose"
Brent was kneeling at Miss Clitheroe's
feet, holding cup for her to fill. He
turned toward her father as he spoke.
At the name of Biddulph saw that her
red lips promise of possible bushes was
no false one.
'sAh" thought l, "here perhaps is the
romance of the baronet's history. No
wonder he found England too narrow
for him if this noble woman would not
smile! Perhaps he has stopped in Utah
to renew his suit or volunteer his serv-
ices. A strange drama, with new ele-
ments of interest coming in"
Icould not refrain from studying Miss
Clitheroe with some curiosity as /
thought thus.
! She perceived my inquisitive look.
She made some excuse and stepped into
the wagon.
"Biddulphr' said the father. ELLEN
dear, Mr.. Brent knows our old neighbor,
Biron Biddulph. Oh, she has disappear
ed, 'on hospitable thoughts intent /
shall be delighted to meet an old friend
in Deseret. We knew him intimately at
home in better days-no! in those days /
blindly deemed better, before l was illu-
mined with the glories of the new faith,
and saw the New Jerusalem with eyes
of hope"
Miss Clitheroe rejoined us. She had
been absent only a moment, but, as |
could see, long enough for tears, and the
repression of tears. l should have pitied
her more; but she seemed, in her stout
hearted wonanhood, above pity, asking
no more than the sympathy the brave
have always ready for the sorrowful
brave.
Evidently to change the subject, she
engaged Brent again in his tea table Of
fees. looked at that passionate fellow
with some anxiety. He was putting a
large share of earnestaess in his manner
, of holding cups and distributing hard
tack.
Mr.. Clitheroe grew more and more
genial as we became better acquainted.
! He praised the sunshine and the climate.
England had nothing like it, 50 our host
asserted. The atmosphere of England
crushed the body, as its moral atmos.
phere repressed perfect freedom OF
thought and action.
eyes, gentlemen" said he, 81 have es-
capped at last into the region have long
ed for. l mean to renew my youth In
the Promised Land-to have my life over
again, with store of the wisdom OF
age"
Then he talked pleasantly of the Incl.
dents of his journey-an impressible be-
ing, taking easily the color of the mo-
ment, like child.
"Think of it, SIR" he said, 81 have
seen real Indians, splendid fellows, all
in their war paint; just such as used to
read of with delight in your Mr.. FEM.
more's tales. And these prairies, too
1 seem to have visited them already in
the works of your charming Mr.. Irving
"a very pleasant author, very pleasant
indeed, and quite reminding me of our
best essayists; though he has an Ameri'
can SAVIOR too. Mr.. Irving, think, did
not come out so far as this. This region
has never been described by any one
,,,;+1, n ,oa+;o avn Nv brethran in the