The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-11-25
IT. 1t is because she mas forgotten
TEMPER.

ill.-HELEN'S TEMPER.
One OF the choicest pleasures in I.fe.
take it,sis to be shut up in hanson
with the glass; down. the outer world In
a mist of rain, a cigar between my
teeth, and my thoughts on Helen's
temper
To think of :itl There was a time
when | liked Helen, yet had never
seen her face go on fire. had never
heard the stamp of her little foot that
seems TO me to rhyme with ram. But
course was slight and stiff. and 1
could only say to her distantly, 81
wonder how you can be so NICE to
which she would answer coldly, DO
You think me especially nice?' to
whicht my civil reply would be, "Oh.
Helenr' and her frigid response to
that, I'm so glad you like me-"
Gradually the wall of ice was broken
down, but still I had never seen Helen
in rage. BY this time We were. if
not friends. yet acquaintance who
could be almost cordial when we met
and L would tell her, indifferent1y, shat
her eyes became her. with a few com
nonplacess about her gown; while She
sl,ill reserved, would tap my shoulder
and take me out of the crowd where
she could hold me by the watcnchain;
and nowadays I leave the tag of my
chain loose for He,en to play with
Nevertheless, there seemed no prob
ability of our somewhat distant rela-
tons becoming closer, until one day
when it suddenly struck me that
seemed Ito love Helen II was thus. I
was sitting on couch beside an ell
derby lady, and instead of listening to
her conversation [ was wondering
dreamily. why Helen had always been
SO naughty to me and I so freezing 10
her. and whether the fault was hers or
mine. And thus cogitatiIg about Hell
en- l forgot it was an elderly lady,
whom L knew even less than L knew
Helen, and my arm
Thus love came to me, and I length
ened the tag of my watch chain, and
ceased to treat Helen with mere formal
politeness. and 1 was satisfied with her.
although L mad never seen her clench
her teeth Ielens temper was some
thing she had kept from me, lest L
sould love her for 1t alone.
remember reading once in a very
clever book that women are difficult 10
understand, and Helen has convinced
me that this is true. All of Helen I
love, but her temper I love most; and
this dtSpieases ler so that she storms
ait me until I love her more than ever.
and she reads it in my delighted face
and hits me on the chest, which again
ravishes me, with the result that She
sobs sufficiently to empty her heart, and
I ought 10 promise never to revel in
making her angry any more. But 1
cannot, for I am an artist.
Had ] never known Helen in q rage
I could have continued to think her the
girl for me- There would still have
been to me tine pensive Helen and the
Helen who smiled, and I should never
have thought it possible that with
these could be combined Helen with a
temper 1t is as If I had grapes and
cherries and bananas All growing on
one tree. Helen pensive, as when she
SITS with her chin in her hand, has a
baby face which [ adore, though, cur
iousIy enough, L have never taken to
children. I never see Helen pensive
without feeling that she ought not to
be left alone, and then if I am very
near her, and there are other persons