The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-03-18
JOT AND TITLE PAPERS
A summer VACATION.
LOVE UNREouITED

sore Wounul,IS.s-Byron.
Sara Osborne, as she had intimated
to Lon Hampstead at the little lake,
was spending the summer in company
with her mother and younger brother,
at the big farm house situated high up
on terrace in the valley overlooking
the Columbia river
Her father was a rich banker of Los
Angeles and they had a beautiful home
in one of the charming suburbs of that
sun-l1issed f1ower-bedecked city.
But they had tired of the sea-shore
and other fashionable summering places
and at Saras own suggestion they had
come 30 find a cool, quiet place on the
king of waters and as near as possible
to the beautiful Cascades.
By singular chance they had found
the very spot they were hunting for.
The pilot on one of the river steamers,
accidentally learning the nature of
with serious misgiving that they
would be turned away.
But they were not, thanks to the
abruptness of their request and the
tight place" in which Tobiah Arm
strong found himself at the time; for,
though fat, jolly, laxative Aunt
An12 oda Armstrong could hardly say
no to any request made in person, if
they had written beforehand or sent a
go-beCween, the answer most as
suredly would have been in the mega
tive, Notwithstanding the munificent
offer and the scarcity of funds in the
household at the time.
The big square parlor with its four
windows, on one side of the broad hall
way, Aunt Amanda's "setting-room
on the other, one of the bedrooms sin
the chamber" the big covered porch
running the whole length and down one
side of the house, and all of the great,
sloping front yard were given up eX-
clusively to 1.-THE folks from the city,
and in Tobiah's codicil to Aunt Aman-
da's good will, cas- much more of the
mouse or any part of the Whole quarter
section as you'en kin make use wv
That was ample indeed, as Mrs. Os-
borne FASTENED to assure her new
found rustic friends.
Mrs. Osborne had never been. very
strong, but she was woman of consid-
erable energy and some talent, inprov-
ed by culture and travel and reading
and above all a woman of great good
comon sense. Sara'S education had
been entirely entrusted to her care and
It was now Mrs. Osborne's pleasure to
know that if anything should ever
happen to reverse their circumstances,
which OF course was not likely, there
were no less than half dozen ways
by which Sara could easily make her
living in the world. Sensible mother
fortunate daughter
sara was not 20, though she seemed
older and looked younger She was
perhaps as fond of society, of balls
and dress, as any society girl of her
age, and yet at times she longed TO get
away from its tinseI and hollowness
and immerse herself in things higher
and nobler.
She hna FIJI
sistance of art and could not help
knowing that on any and every occa-
sion, where she appeared, she was the
cynosure Of many rival eyes; yet she
treated 1t as matter Of course and
never but once had seemed to think
it really meant anything after all.
mat was once at the beach when a
chattering simpering jay in a very high
collar, and a very small hat wearing
very loud plaids and a Gordon sash,
with specuacles and cane to match. got
an opportunity to throw himself at her
feet. make a silly speech and threaten
10 kill himself unless sha accepted
him, then and there
It was an amusing scene, considering
the brevity Of his wit, as well as its
extreme thinness; and knowing the
amount of courage generally lodged in
such a receptacle, she merely laughed
at him and bade him rise, consoling
matter over"
She had never, indeed, expressed a
choice for taking. the veil'' or remain
ing spinster. but she was in no hur-
~ to get married, nor even to encour-
age annoying admirers.
Five years before, her brother George.
twin brother, had died while away
at school, and none of the family had
ever entirely recovered from the shock.
That explains the letter-it was the
last he had written to his darling
sister,"
They were very much attached to
each other, but not one of the family
knew that to this day her grief for
him was at times very keen and bitter.
It was his picture, too, in the locket
What mountains we sometimes do
make out of mole hillsl Lon Hemp
stead would have said so, if he had but
known the data in this case.
But he didn't, and when on the fol-
lowing day he accidentally came up
on the lake and its fair guardian again,
he imagined Miss Osborne received him
rather coolly and that possibly she re-
sented his intrusion. This he attrib-
Gted TO her brooding over some love
affair Yes, living or dead, he was
sure, quite sure, that he had a rival
and he would have felt much relieved
If he could have known in his heart
that rival was dead.
The conversation was rather stiff.
and Lon soon made his departure as
if he had intended doing SO from the
first.
The next day and the day following
he did not go near the lake, although
he found the temptation to do so very
strong. But the third day he went and
sat long and waited anXiouSly in vain.
Evidently Miss Osborne had either
changed the time of her daily visits
or abandoned the place altogether. He
much feared he had made himself OBJ
noxious and that she had done the
latter. Well, he must see her again,
at least, and find out; and if he had
caused her to do either he would apol-
that way get her permission to come
againi So he resolved to 90 over to
the farm house the next day and then
in a mood verging almost on irritation
he marched gloomily back to camp,
ever with her face before his eyes and
her voice ringing in his ears.
The next morning soon after break
fast he made some fimsy excuse to the
boys for rowing away in one of the
boats alone and was soon gliding over
the water to the Oregon side.
When nearly half way across the
stream which separates the island
from the shore, he looked back and
Eaw small row boat moOred among
the rocks Of the islay
Yes, sure enough. she had changed
the time of her visits. and done it he
assured himself, to avoid him. Never
theless, he would follow her up this
one time more. She certainly knew he
was a gentleman in every respect and
he could not help feeling somewhat
piuued at the treatment. For what
woman had ever thus avoided his