The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-07-08

nothing but walk hand in hand and dis
cuss difficult problems. while their child
rem go to rack and ruin. The Yellow As
ter, indeed. who is their daughter, is
presented to us rather off color, for the
first glimpse We have of her shows her
painted a bright blue and covered only
with a rag, playing that she was woad-
ed Briton. However, that wears off with
Scrubbing, and as the years pass by she
shows herself to US in her true colOrs,
which are even more alarming. The mys-
ferrous faint of mathematics is in her
blood, and makes her look upon her
wretched father and mother with ill-con-
cealed loathing, while the rest OF the
world is remorselessly sacrificed to her
embittered spirit. AT her coming out there
is Just the same suggestion of stified
groans and hidden wounds and silent
blood streams as there is in the process
sion of all ccnquerors, and just the same
cool indifference to this part of the show
distinguished the girls face. Also, any
pangS she might feel for the alootnesS or
the two she called father and mother, she ,
had decided some time ago to smother.
She is usually "cool and scornful TO the
world, but in her chamber her trlSoh-
ometrical disease makes her smlte ner
clenched fists and use language which IS
rather shocking even with the largest
possible amount of emancipation.
The bold bontanist to pluck this rare
specimen is Humphrey Strange. traVeier
who has seen all lands and taken part IN
many adventures which were as Well leIC
untold. lie would not do anything so as
honorable as to marry a girl without tell
ing her of "the shadey side of his life,
however, and so he uses her as a sink into
which he pours what must have been a
peculiarly hasty mess. AS the author
Justly observes, 1T is all very well to
talk glibly about the advantages of calling
a spade spade, but when 1t comes to CIV
ing dozens of spades their unvarnished
| titles in the presence OF one Vlrgln5-clean
| be about to dig up the heart you would
foster the matter is no joke 1t is not,
| indeed, and old-faShiOned people might
! think that hOrSP-VV hiOniDQr WOniG 10
about the right punishment for man
| who should do such Il thing in the pres
| ence of a 'Virgin-clean woman to whom
| he has not even offered his hand. The
| yellow Aster, however, does not seem of
| the kind to be injured, and the only emo
ton she feels is one of triumph when
one of these women; that is talking love
| in its all-round large sense 1t will he
ratics is very strong in her. Although
| she does not love Strange, she promises
| to marry him. reserving the right to so
| her own way if the experiment is not sue
! cessful. Then she goes to her room and
| observes mechanically to her glass. Il
| look so very sound and complete, and yet
| Sea apple and wishes that she were a
| downright bad woman, who had sinned,
sinned solely, and all for love" So she
! goes through the wedding, delica teiy OBJ
| serving that one must resolve to swallow
! the whole without grimacing.
! With such happy auspices the wedding
| couple set out on their tour, dragged
round by the Asters Unsuitable restless
| ness Sometimes she shuts herself up in
her room, and INDUCES in extraordinary
! tantrums, but at least, to her credit. she
neither ranted nor raved. she dared not;
| if she had once raised her voice she knew
| quite well that she must shrink and howl
| forth the terror and disgust and dismay."
| The climax is reached in the birth of a
| child, which a Yellow Aster can hardly
| be expected to view with motherly eyes.
| Strange starts off on one of his pilgrims
ages, This time to Africa, and leaves her to
| herself But in a spell of sickness a. ne
| tamorphosis comes over the Aster who
becomes one of the common domestic
| cabbage roses that she once despised, and
| when her husband after peril and dis
ease. comes back from his wanderings,
| the two are reunited over their infant.
and the curse of pure mathematics seems
| eradicated forever.