The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-11-06
THE WITCHES POOL.
4 halloween story of the Noun
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4 Halloween story of the Noun
She was in just shade Of 4 temper.
that was quite evident. she stood
leaning against one of the big piazza
posts, the dainty oval Of her sun
Drowned face upturned 10 the moon,
one small slipper meeting the floor By
moments in an unmistakabfe stamp.
TO any other than this very duh
young man who stood beside her, this
pretty-girl mood, would have spoken
volumes in a human way; but since IL
was Halloween night, and she Wore
a gray frock with cape and pointed
h0od-and he had ST. slight an opinion
of his own strapping good iooks-he
saw her only in the light of mlschle-
vous elf hitter sweet and terrible 70 be
near.
~Wel," she said. land why weren't
you in trying the corn meal balls with
us? The girls tried their fates, and
the boys. too--and everything turned
out happily" This with scorntul
laugh. and his heart. which had begun
10 beat, took on coating Of ice.
why, it didn't seem 70 me worth
while" he returned, rolling a cigarette
with beautiful unconcern. Il may
smoke. mayn't I? You see l go away
SO carly tomorrow, and I haG to think
about packing. Besides l hate nal
lowe'en games"
Il suppose So" she said. sweeping
his big body with a look half pleased
and half disguised. Il do, too. when
they are as tame as corn meal balls.
I didn't try my fate" she put in af-
ter moment
You didn't?'
NO. 1 thought it would be nice to
wait and go at midnight to the Witchs
pool. That would seem more like the
real thing" And then staring pensive-
" at the moon. Wouldn't you like to
go too?'' she asked.
The Witcils Pool? oh, l remember
-yesLthat Jolly dark spot in the glen.
Fine place for spooks and love, and all
that sort of thing eh?' And then,
though his heart was beating like a
trip-hammer, he laughed like an idiot.
If this was game of hearts, this
big young man was indeed clumsy
player
Bot fancying he saw a cloud stealing
oyer the gray cloak's softened face, he
Rad wit enough to change his tactics
though not enough to grasp the stu
ALTON as it was offered him. So he in
quired meekly as to who else of the
house-party was to go to the pool, or II
all the other girls and fellows" would
be along.
me S.fl IN Inc gray clOdh AduSn
Till the tears rolled down her cheeks.
oh" she cried you are stupid
We shan't go at all, sir" And with a
sweeping curtsy and switch OF her
petticoats she was gone
This is the uneven road true love had
taken for Gregory Graham and Kate
Murray, even since the former had &C
cepred her fathers invitation for a
1rraalrfc hunting and Y11arrN-fl1a king I
his Lake George country place. Greg
DRY, who had been college chum to an
older brother of Hates, had quite
determined in New York to propose
10 her the moment he got to Lake
George; but though the words We're
ever on his tongue, somehow they were
never spoken.
Truth to tell, Lake George had in
spired in Gregory's modest bosom ]
holy dread of putting his happiness to
the test. IN town, sometimes, he fancieo
katie had Nked him pretty well, though
only pretty we'll; but in this week, UNI
der the same roof with her. he had
seen her in too many moods TO De very
certain of any particular one.
For example, in the morning Miss
Kate was a very different person from
what she became ia the evening.
Then she was simply a wilful psttl-
coated maid. coquettish and teasing, OF
cold and distant by lightning changes
In the morning she turned out IN
hov's clothes-est least this Is what
Gregory called her natty hurting suit
and became q terrifying Diana of the
chase. cold, commanding, and eager
only for killing; with tweed knicker'
lockers. Norfolk Jacket and leather
.rafbers; even to a boyish cap on her
head and a cartridge belt and knife
all the bloody paraphernalla OF the
slaughter.
She carried hT gun, too, dainty
sllver-trimmed rifle, with grace that
was also killing. And if she had never
slain anything else in her life (she had
once murdered foolish young SPUR
rel whose curiosity had cost him the
top of his headl the mere bewitchine
sight of her in her hunting rig would
have laid GregOrys heart at her feet
However. until a man has openly
committed himself, given the lady the
1yhip-hand as il were. he cannot hope
10 see the course of love run smooth
Faint heart never won fair lady
vet: and no girl in knicherbockers car
be expected to deport herself as would
a girl in petticoats.
So Gregory misunderstood and went
unconfessed and Cupid journeyed as
always down a rocky path with q
benui r over his eyes.
And on Halloween night even, and
up to e half hour of midnight, herr
was the situation unchanged.
Then suddenly Fate put another bob